Noble Pampering: Demon CEO's Relentless Entanglement-Chapter 674 - 670: Last night, what did you do to me? (1)

"Sophie, cheers! Drink till we drop!" Eva drank with fierce determination, and Luke couldn’t hold her back, he could only watch helplessly as she downed one drink after another.

Sophie, when drunk, was easy to take care of; at most she’d mumble a few words before closing her eyes and sleeping quietly. But Eva was different, laughing and crying, singing and causing a ruckus, and Asher gave Luke a sympathetic glance.

"Help her out."

"I want to, but this Little Chili just won’t listen..." Luke said with slight frustration.

In the end, Luke exerted all his strength to get Eva out of the room, leaving the once noisy space with just Sophie and Asher.

Asher helped Sophie to lie down on the sofa, his hand barely moved away before she clung to him again.

"Asher Land..." she murmured his name, over and over, tirelessly.

"I’m here." he said softly, gently stroking her cheek.

She didn’t want to lie on the sofa, she struggled to sit up, snuggling into his arms, rubbing against his chest like a kitten, causing a tickling and slightly feverish sensation.

"Stop it..." he held her small hand, clearly showing restraint.

She let out a small whimper, "Asher, I feel terrible..."

Perhaps because of the alcohol, she furrowed her brows tightly, occasionally reaching up to rub her temples, repeating the word ’terrible’.

It was all his fault. She couldn’t drink much, yet he let her have so much.

She fussed all night, and Asher stayed with her through it all.

Even though she was drunk and asleep, she still kept mentioning his name.

His lips curled into a smile, and a sense of contentment filled his heart.

...

The dawn light began to appear on the horizon, the tranquil city shrouded in a faint mist early in the morning.

"Ah!" A scream echoed powerfully from the riverbank cruise.

"Luke Land, you bastard!" Eva threw a pillow from the bed at Luke, who stood not far away, shirtless and with a hint of weariness in his eyes.

"What did you do to me last night?" Eva clutched the blanket tightly around her, her voice slightly choked.

"I didn’t do anything." Luke’s expression showed a bit of displeasure.

"You’re lying!" If nothing happened, then why were their clothes thrown everywhere on the floor? Why did they wake up in the same bed? And how to explain the ambiguous marks on her chest?

"You were so drunk last night, what could I have done? The smell of alcohol from you stopped me from ’doing anything’." Luke replied disdainfully.

He had merely seen her passed out drunk, and kindly gave her a bath before putting her in bed to rest. He admits, he had the urge to take advantage of her, but he didn’t want her upset with him, so he held back...

Though he held back at the final step, he didn’t miss any opportunity to take advantage of ’touching and kissing’ every part of her...

"I don’t believe your nonsense, Luke Land, how could you bully me like this? I hate you so much!" Eva felt suddenly suffocated. If something had truly happened with Luke, how would she face Oliver Johnson?