Richard

Leia's POV

I was still looking into the crowd when a fucker passed by. My drink splattered but the fucker did not stop. I was enraged and I turned around in pursuit.

“Hey gorgeous! I think we should take care of this mess first. Shall we?” The guy who had brought the drink said in an extremely gentle voice that made me stop.

It took a while for me to realize what he’s talking about. I noticed his eyes fixated on my chest. I trailed his gaze and there was a red stain on my breast area. The wine had spilled on me.

Instinctively, I reached for the hem of my jacket and pulled it closer to cover myself up properly.

“Don’t bother, I’ll pass.” My voice came out cold as ice and walked past him.

I felt his hand on my wrist and he pulled me slightly, “let me bother. A beautiful lady like you shouldn’t walk about all messed up."

I looked at him and chuckled. He didn't look like someone who would give up easily.

Following his lead, we got to the restroom. He brought out a small cleanser from h