Chapter 742 She Kissed Him
One glass, two glasses, three glasses. The amber liquid flowed down Zephyr's throat.
The spicy liquid instantly warmed his whole body.
The ballroom became lively again. The sexy lead dancer started pole dancing on stage. Applause, whistles, and cheers filled the air. It was noisy.
Zephyr unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt, his eyes slightly unfocused from the alcohol.
Watching Jeremy leading a woman to drink, Zephyr put down his glass and headed toward the restroom.
The restroom was located in a relatively quiet corner.
Zephyr approached the sink, washed his hands, and looked at himself in the mirror. The warm yellow wall lamp outlined orange shadows, creating a somewhat lonely atmosphere.
Zephyr gazed at his slightly flushed eyes and face in the mirror, feeling disconnected from the lively scene outside. The loneliness seemed to intensify after the excitement.
Closing his eyes, Zephyr leaned over and splashed water on his face, letting the cold liquid wet his skin. As he watched the water droplets fall into the sink, he breathed heavily.
After a while, he wiped the water off his face with a few tissues, threw them in the nearby trash can, and walked away. Perhaps due to the alcohol and the loud noise from the dance floor, his temples were throbbing.
Zephyr frowned, massaging his temples as he turned a corner. Suddenly, he heard hurried footsteps approaching.
As he looked up, a woman crashed into him, causing him to stumble backward several steps before falling to the ground. Involuntarily, he grabbed the woman's arm, pulling her down with him.
Their lips coincidentally met. Zephyr groaned in pain, feeling a headache, body ache, and now a lip ache.
Opening his eyes, he looked at the woman who had recklessly fallen on him, and his expression darkened.
The woman's lips were still on his, and Zephyr could taste blood, accompanied by a burning sensation. The woman's teeth must have cut his mouth!
Zephyr breathed heavily, pushed the woman away slightly, and, with a stern face, said, "You've had your fun; now get up!"
Upon hearing his voice, Jane seemed somewhat dazed. Her gaze shifted to Zephyr's blood-stained lips, feeling a bit embarrassed.
She quickly got up from Zephyr, straightened her clothes, and said, "It's you, Dr. Wright; I didn't mean to."
The voice sounded familiar.
Zephyr paused for a moment as he was getting up from the ground, then slowly stood up and scrutinized the woman.
Upon realizing it was Jane, his expression morphed into one of disbelief.
"You're Jane?"Zephyr asked.
Jane was about to speak when she faintly heard footsteps and Francis's voice.
"You two go over there and find her quickly. If she escapes from the Hilton tonight, we're all in trouble!"
Someone was chasing her!
Jane's face paled, and she was about to run inside. Just as she took a few steps, she hesitated and turned back to Zephyr.
"Dr. Wright, I need your help," she said.
Still bewildered, Zephyr was pushed against the wall by her before he could react.
Then, Jane unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his pale skin. The chill in the air made Zephyr's skin prickle.
Zephyr gasped, looking at Jane in astonishment.
"What are you doing?"
Before he could finish his sentence, Jane's fair fingers reached for his belt, beginning to undo it.
Shocked beyond words, Zephyr watched her actions, the meaning of her words sinking in a moment too late.
"Jane, you!"
"Quiet, listen to me. I'm on a mission; help me out; consider it repayment for the last time I saved you," Jane said.
Jane covered Zephyr's mouth with her hand, the scent of her perfume wafting over him. Her made-up face exuded a hint of charm in the dim light, especially her eyes, with the eyeliner giving Jane a touch of allure.
Zephyr stared at her, his mind seeming to falter, still digesting her words.
'She said she was on a mission.'
'Who dresses like this for a mission?'
'She looked like she was dressed as a nightclub dancer.'
Just as he was about to inquire, Jane suddenly pulled off her wig and swiftly tossed it into the nearby trash can. At the same time, she raised her hand and deftly pulled down the collar of her dress, revealing one side of her pure white shoulder.
Her full chest was subtly visible, shimmering in the dim light.
'What was she up to?' Zephyr thought.
Zephyr's pupils contracted, and his Adam's apple was involuntarily bobbing.
"You!"
"Dr. Wright, follow my lead, hold me tight!" Jane said.
Before Zephyr could say a word, Jane interrupted him. She then wrapped her arms around his strong waist, pressing her body against his.
The warm touch spread through Zephyr's limbs like molten lava bursting out. Jane's soft body, with its sweet scent, overwhelmed all his senses.
His heart was pounding as if it wanted to leap out of their chest.
"Hold me!"
Seeing Zephyr stiff as a rock, looking bewildered, Jane softly reminded him.
"Hold you? I..."
Why did he have to hold Jane?
Why?
"Look over there."
At that moment, two men in black rushed towards them from the side.
Jane's face paled, and she quickly took Zephyr's hands, wrapping them around her waist. She then tiptoed, pulled down Zephyr's neck, and her red lips met his.
Jane's supple bosom pressed firmly against him, the warm breath on her lips enveloping all of Zephyr's senses.
Zephyr's pupils widened once again.
Jane had forcefully kissed him.
At this moment, two figures in black hurried towards the restroom, then swiftly turned back after a brief moment.
Jane, who was keenly observing their movements, held onto Zephyr's hand with increased intensity, pressing her body closer to his.
The tender kiss on his lips continued passionately.
Zephyr felt a stirring in a certain part of his being, an uncontrollable physiological response that left him feeling embarrassed and awkward.
He attempted to break free from Jane's embrace, only to find himself held tighter by her.
Meanwhile, the two burly, fierce-looking men in black were staring at Jane in Zephyr's arms.
"Have you two seen a woman pass by here?"
Jane pretended to be startled, let out a cry, quickly buried her head in Zephyr's chest, and subtly blocked the two men's view with his body.
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