Stella's POVBefore the party ended, Bryan suddenly came over to me. "Roxy's had a bit too much to drink. I'll take her home first. You'll have to tend to the guests instead."After saying that, he looked at my unusually calm expression. For some reason, his heart clenched, and he added, "She doesn't handle alcohol well. If she starts making a scene later, it'll disturb the other guests, and it'll embarrass you, too. You understand, right, Stella?"Ordinarily, I would've kicked up a fuss by now. But this time, I simply smiled. "Of course. Drive safe."Bryan frowned. It looked like he had more to say, but at the very next second, Roxy collapsed into his arms and draped herself all over him. With her cheek pressed against his neck, she said in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Let's go, Mr. Sable… My body's burning up… I want you so badly…"Before she could finish, Bryan loudly cleared his throat to drown out the rest of her suggestive words.He grabbed the mink coat I had draped over
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