Lahat ng Kabanata ng Seducing art of Patricia: Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

"I'm having second thoughts," Patricia said, her eyes flicking nervously from the people in the line to the bouncer checking IDs.Lydia shivered beside her, rubbing her arms in the cool night air. "Me too," she said.Patricia started to turn towards their parked car, but Lydia grabbed her hand. "Please, I beg of you," she pleaded."You're shivering in that dress. At least wear a coat or let's go home so I can snuggle into the arms of my fiancé in this perfect weather," Patricia said, pulling her hand away from Lydia."Just thirty minutes, and we'll leave, I promise," Lydia added, raising a finger. She held her pleading gaze while Patricia stared at her blankly, and after a moment, she sighed. "Fine, but just thirty minutes, okay?"They approached the club, and the bouncer eyed them suspiciously. "You ladies can't just cut the line," he said sternly.Lydia rolled her eyes. "Our entry into the club is very easy," she said, grabbing Patricia's hand and leading her towards the building.As

Lydia twirled the fork in her hand, absently pushing the Chinese rice around her plate. As she let out a deep sigh, her friend, Sapphire, noticed. “What's wrong, Lyd? Don't like the food?”Lydia looked up, her brown lashes fluttering, and her cheeks flushed with embarrassment at the attention. “Oh no, I absolutely love the food,” she said, quickly scooping a forkful of rice into her mouth.“Are you sure you're okay?” Sapphire's forehead creased with concern.Lydia took a long sip of water and forced a smile. “I'm fine, really,” she said, rising from her seat. She walked over to the barstool and sat down, playing with her well-manicured fingers as she tried to compose herself.“I'm sorry,” Lydia began, addressing Patricia, her brother's fiancée, who was sitting next to her at the counter.Patricia barely looked up from her glass of scotch, taking a small sip. “I want to leave. I'm not having fun,” she said, her teeth clenched.Lydia hesitated, taking a deep breath. “Just wait until I'm

Sapphire dragged the metal rod along the ground, wincing at the screeching noise it made on the marble tiles. Her lip was swollen and bursted, but her menacing smirk still managed to curl up at the corners. “There's no place to hide, fool,” she cackled, dragging the rod towards the bar. “Gotcha!” She leaped to the left, expecting to see a half-beaten lady trembling underneath the table, but she found no sign of life, only traces of blood on the floor.“Holy sweet blood!” Charles grunted, staring at the red stain on his palm. He winced at the slight touch of his finger on the side of his forehead. “I'm going to kill that motherf**ker,” he gritted his teeth in anger. Sapphire rolled her eyes at his antics.“Charles, stop being a cry baby and help me look for her.”“Let's just hand her to the palace. She's clearly not an ordinary maid.”“I know that, but she must be dealt with by me first before giving her to the royals. How dare she do this to ME?!” Sapphire groaned loudly, staring at h

Marco glanced over at Patricia, who was staring out the window and tapping on the glass. He couldn't help but chuckle at her antics, realizing she was craving attention."Are you alright?" he asked, teasingly.Patricia turned to him with a deep sigh. "I'm not okay. Those people completely shattered my self-worth. I have this burning desire to make them suffer until they beg for mercy. But I just couldn't bring myself to do it, Marco," she said, sweetly calling his name and fluttering her eyelashes.Marco's body shuddered at her actions "Please, stop that."Patricia pouted, eyeing him. "I'm trying to be cute for you."Marco laughed, trying to keep his eyes on the dimly lit road. "Please don't, it's too cringy."Patricia rolled her eyes but couldn't hide a small smile. "Smile more often, you look beautiful," Marco said, attempting to lighten the mood.Patricia's smile quickly transformed into a scowl. "I look beautiful like this?" she exclaimed, exaggerating her gestures over her face.M

Stacy gaped at her prince, unable to believe her eyes as he single-handedly lugged the luggage. Tears streamed down her face, a mix of heartbreak and a realization that her dreams of being the queen of his heart might be shattered. Her efforts over the past twelve years seemed to have been in vain, starting from her tender age of thirteen. She managed a bitter smile as she collapsed onto the stairs, curling up and hugging her knees tightly.Her mind danced back to a cherished memory from her youth—the day she first laid eyes on the prince. It was at the King's birthday party, and she had tagged along with her parents. Amidst the festivities, she spotted a young boy dressed in regal attire near the banquet table. Encouraged by her mother, she mustered the courage to approach him, fearing he might vanish into thin air. To her relief, she reached him just in time to witness him piling his plate with an astonishing amount of food and snacks."Is all of this just for you?" she asked, astoun