Sitting at the head of the table, David Miller waved him over.


    “Hey pretty, now that you’re here, might as well join us for a few sses.


    ”


    Kyson feigned hesitation.


    “It’s not… appropriate, right?”


    “It’s fine.


    We don’t mind.


    We’re all friends here,” David insisted.


    Two smiling men pulled him over and pushed him to sit beside David.


    As David sized him up, he finally focused on Kyson’s unique, exquisite eyes.


    “Beer or wine? Or would you like something else? We’ve got it all here,” he offered.


    Kyson nced at a smoking man nearby.


    “I’d like a cigarette.


    ”


    David looked impressed.


    “I like your style.


    ”


    He handed Kyson a premium cigarette.


    Kyson took it with a practiced elegance, and David lit it for him.


    Holding the cigarette with slender fingers, Kyson took azy drag, exuding a mix of allure and dominance.


    His sexy outfit and confident demeanor made him the undisputed center of attention, overshadowing every other woman in the room in an instant.


    The men in the private room were mesmerized, losing interest in anyone else.


    David, particrly smitten, remarked, “I’ve never seen a woman smoke so stylishly.


    ”


    He poured Kyson a ss of red wine, subtly dropping something imperceptible into the ss.


    With a sly smile, he handed it to Kyson.


    “How about a drink?”


    Kyson noticed David’s feeble tricks almost instantly.


    Yet, with an air of calmness, Kyson took the ss offered to him.All rights ? N?velDrama.Org.


    All the men in the private room watched intently, anticipation lighting up their faces as they waited for him to drink the wine.


    The women, on the other hand, eyed him with pity, thinking he was about to endure some misfortune.


    They figured he was simply unlucky to have wandered into the wrong room.


    With every eye on him, Kyson lifted the ss to his lips, poised to take a sip.


    Just as the wine touched his mouth, he suddenly erupted into a fit of violent coughing, as though choked by smoke.


    Despite his coughing fit and furrowed brow, his striking features remained evident, making him stand out even more.


    David, known for his gentle demeanor toward women, immediately offered Kyson a tissue and reached out to pat his back.


    Kyson, still coughing, identally spilled the wine all over David’s suit pants.


    “I’m so sorry! I didn’t intend for that to happen! Let me clean it up for you!” he eximed, dabbing at the stains with a napkin.