Chapter 421

"No? Weren't you enjoying yourself at the club?"

Damon's smile was terrifying. Celeste wanted to escape from him.

"Not really…" She protested in a tiny voice.

"Having drinks just like this is no fun. Why don't I pour some of that onto my abs?" Damon mimicked the tone of a male escort and acted coquettishly toward Celeste.

He poured half a glass of whiskey for himself. Holding the glass, he leaned in closer.

All those words from the male escorts were directed toward Megan! It had nothing to do with her at all! Celeste was so anxious that she broke out into a cold sweat. She felt wronged.

"Those people aren't even the slightest bit manly. They had so much makeup on their faces. How did you manage to talk to them at all?" Damon sat to Celeste's right.

He turned around and faced her. Stretching his arm out, he trapped her into the corner of the couch.

The two were in such close proximity that they could feel each other's breaths.

Celeste could even smell the familiar citr