The next night unfolded much like the one before, only this time, it was Mariana who had succumbed to exhaustion first. She had been playful throughout the evening, but the drinks and the long day had caught up with her. She had slipped into a deep sleep on the couch, her delicate breaths the only sound in the room.
Wang Jian sat back, his gaze shifting from the peacefully slumbering Mariana to Valeria, who was wide awake, sitting close by. Her dark hair framed her striking face, and there was a natural elegance to her that never failed to draw his attention. The chemistry between them had been growing steadily over the past few weeks, and Wang Jian could sense that tonight was his opportunity.
