Thera opened the cabinet and saw different brands of contraceptives and test paper. Even girl's underwear and sanitary napkins occupied a large cabinet!
This damn stallion must often womanize in this yacht! She suddenly imagined that he had sex with different girls in the bathtub, in the bathroom and on the deck!
Thera frowned and nearly vomited. Suddenly she thought that the toilet she had just sat on might be the place where he had sex, so she immediately stood up and felt extremely dirty!
Before leaving the bathroom, Thera took several contraceptives and secretly took a box of them with her for a rainy day.
The dinner was set on the deck, and several servants brought a small table.
A small band played a duet of piano and violin. With the light music, it was getting dark slowly. Looking around, the sea was only dark, and only the stars were shining in the sky.
Tonight's meals were all delicious seafood. They were no longer proconceptive foods that made Thera nervous at the sight of them. In addition, she took the contraceptive pill and felt a little more secure, so she felt much better.
Cyril picked up the red wine and refilled a glass of wine for her. "Feeling good?" "Not bad," Thera shook her glass,there was a glazed look in her eyes , "I don't mind some hard liquor." "Hard liquid?" Thera tilted her head and smiled: "Getting me drunk, isn't it what you should expect?"
"I certainly hope, but" Cyril didn't quite understand what she was going to do. "You don't expect that?" "Maybe the scenery is too beautiful, so I want to be more passionate tonight." "Passion?" Cyril was confused about her purpose, but he couldn't resist the temptation.
Although he did not understand the reason why Thera suddenly changed her attitude, he was willing to accompany her no matter what she wanted to do.
"What kind of wine do you want?" "I can accept it all, but" her finger circled around the rim of the glass and stared at him more puzzled, "I hope we can all get drunk."
"Ha ha ha." Cyril probably knew her intention. "Do you want to get me drunk?" Was he right? "It depends on your ability."
"I can drink a lot."
Cyril stared at her as if she were a prey: "Drunk me, are you not afraid that I will lose control after drinking, and go crazy like a wild animal?"
Thera was not surprised at his question: "Even if you are not drunk, you are also a wild animal. What's the difference?"
He knew that she must be planning something, but he was curious about what she could do. Cyril ordered servant to fetch wine. Soon the servant brought three bottles of wine, namely vodka, rum and tequila.
Although she had seen these types of wine in supermarkets, these three bottles were obviously more advanced. The wine bottles were inlaid with diamonds and crystals, which were very valuable at first sight.
When the wine was poured out, the fragrance spread, and Thera immediately understood that the wine she usually drunk was not so much wine as industrial products with liquor taste.
How did she know that any bottle of wine here could afford a house for ordinary people. Just one drink may be the living expenses of ordinary people for one year.
She really wanted to make him drunk. She hoped that when Cyril got drunk, he could tell her where the island was, and then she could tell Simon. However, Thera had made a mistake. Cyril could drink much more than her.