13-The Luna Getting Picked

To drink, or not?

The amber liquid reflecting the dim light like a witch’s potion, promising to fulfill wishes, but also with danger hidden within.

Robert instantly ugres: “Do it! Do it now and we will get what we came here for! He is taking you back to his place! That’s a first for any girl he has his eyes on!”

He’s so noisy.

With the force on her chin, Mia frowns as her eyes land on the drink.

Richard Ryan seems to have misunderstood Mia’s reaction, and more force is added on her: “Don’t worry. I don’t use drugs.”

Mia remembers their research. This man doesn’t do that. That’s true.

Though she frowns mainly because of Robert’s nagging, Mia feels much more at ease for the assuance.

Clenching her fingers again, she lowers her eyes and maintains her meek, innocent look, saying her first words after seeing the target: “Okay. Please let go first. I can’t do anything like this.”

“You are interesting,” Richard Ryan does not let go instantly. Instead, he turns her head left and right slightl