Chapter 317 A Drink

• In the next instant, with a playful glimmer in her eye, Purple Rose leaned in. The edge of her glass, marked with a vivid trace of lipstick, hovered near Lucas's lips.
• Lucas let out a soft chuckle, his grin spreading across his face. Without a second thought, he accepted the drink from her hand. He didn't resist; he let her feed him, enjoying the playful nature of the moment.
• Though she carried the allure of a woman who knew her power, Lucas wasn't particularly interested in her. But there was something about this little game—harmless and flirtatious—that kept him amused.