Mars kept staring at the girl he was supposed not to take to his room. But he didn't care. Instead, his eyes gazed into Vanylla's face, especially her pretty eyelashes that made Mars currently bend his knees.
"Look at me angel, what were you drinking?" Mars is still in a crouching position and asking questions in a slow but gentle voice. Oh, Mars will never be gentle with anyone, including women. But this time, it hits different.
Vanylla stared with her beautiful eyes right at Mars. Ah no, the devil started to lose his mind. Mars' fingers then moved a few strands of her hair.
"I don't know, he gave me coke but it tasted weird. And my head is spinning now!" Vanylla began to stumbling again, but her hands then groped herself. Mars began to be no longer able to restrain himself. He was about to approach, but Vanylla tried to grab the phone from her jeans pocket and wanted to call Katy.
