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y swayed their sweaty bodies. As the night turned deep, the people inside swarmed like bees rather than condensing. Watching this sea

d quickly swallowing it like someone would snatch it from me. The bitterness of it drew into my throat, but I ig

protruding blue eyes as I stared darkly at the glass of whiskey I was holding as if

alcohol alone while ignoring the flirty caresses of the women hintin

er inside me would go downhill through this. My FBI boss was the reason why I was enraged

t. I was expecting a promotion. I would eventually become an FBI agent, but that dream remained

me unknown reason. The target I killed was wrong, that's what my superior claimed. And if I don't want to be the FBI's next target, I

owled. My jaw tightened as I continued staring sharply at the glass of whiskey. I

myself, and the alcohol w

e type of guy who likes action. So I chose to be an FBI asset rather than handling my parents' business. Also, I am only twenty-two years old, too

the bar counter before hurrying to leave it to go to

ead across the expansive dancefloor, I push everyone blockin

sweating bullets while dancing on the dance floor. The potent smell of alcohol and swe

arly fell to the floor while sho

fallen if not for the arm that suddenly wrapped around my waist to su

. I did not notice that the person I had rejected had fallen to the floor. I wal

g. I quickly opened one of the unoccupied cubicles, immedi

even though I was drunk, thinking that the one who entered was there to stir trouble. I slightly red

en cubicles facing each other. I ignored the other party and continued to wash my

ho had just entered. I was dizzy and had a headache, but I co

p, and stared in the mirror at th

hen I saw her in a purple sleeveless dress, with her eyebrows raised and staring at my reflection in the

the sexy figure in it, especially her curvy chest,

My giddiness suddenly disappeared, and my body was hungry with desire because of the wom

to you?" I smirked while looking intently at the woman in front of

itone voice echoed in the comfort room while my eyes were busy raking her body from head to t

ly lost my intoxication as I wa

lost? Thinking about this, my smirk turned into a broad grin. I was about to open my

she scolded me suddenly. Her words were fierce, but the innocent look on her face

gentle but attractive face. Even though the woman's sharp eyes were glaring a

. . Ve

slapped me. I could feel my pants tightening. My raging desire was ramp

otruding mountains! How doe

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when the woman slapped me harshly. No,

pain because of the force

ering her front with her smooth and fair arms. She was furious and c

an and took a threat

n the right place. I continued, "And you suddenly slapped me and told me I am a p*rvert? You should know this is a men's toilet when you enter this bathroom!" My eyebrows furrowed tightly, and my face looked da

e again when I blocked her hand and held it tightly restraining her cha

ingly looking at the woman. I am losing my cool because of her accusation

wall so that she could not resist. The woman tried to get out of my grip. Her knees moved, and she wan