Haunting Memories

This man's mind was filled with nothing but lurid thoughts...

"Because it's easier to take off?" Lily laughed bitterly. In his eyes, she was nothing more than a plaything, a woman to satisfy his physical needs...

Ethan's movements faltered for a moment as he gazed into her glazed eyes, assuming that her bluntness was a result of her intoxication. He couldn't help but chuckle.

It seemed that when this woman was drunk, she became quite foolish, almost endearingly so.

"Yes, because all I have to do is lift it up," Ethan murmured as he lowered his head to unbutton her jeans...

Lily clung weakly to his neck, her chin resting on his shoulder as she stared blankly ahead.

From the men's restroom emerged an elegant, slender figure with soft, refined facial features and neat, short hair. The white shirt he wore only served to enhance his scholarly air...

Alex Carter.

Lily froze, her eyes wide with shock, as she stared at him, transfixed.