August's voice was low and magnetic, filled with his unique charm. His gaze at Lisa was full of desire and possession.
Lisa felt as if she were being drawn in by an invisible force, both scared and longing.
"Thank you," she said, unsure of what else to say.
August led Lisa away from the dance floor to the champagne tower, handing her a glass of drink.
Lisa nodded and smiled at August. "Thank you, Mr. August."
August took a sip of his champagne and turned to Lisa. "If I'm not mistaken, your mother has already left your place, hasn't she?"
Lisa was about to respond when she saw the burning desire in August's eyes. The intensity made any answer seem meaningless.
The next thing Lisa knew, they were entangled in August's car. August wiped his mouth after a fierce kiss and loosened his ti
