LAHYNNA giggled. She heard her husband gasping every time her lips would land on his neck. He was carrying her in his arms while walking back to their suite.

“Wait, ‘til we get to our cottage,” Rubick murmured. He sounds like threatening her.

But from all the threats, this was the most exciting.

“You’re so slow like a snail. Can’t you make it faster?” She teased him instead.

Lahynna wagged her feet.

“I was a bit dizzy. I have drunk a lot.”

Rubick's face was red. His eyes seem to be dizzy. He looks more attractive in her eyes. The rest were busy and having the time of their life,...