Chapter 886: Chapter 886: A Phone Call from Young Master Graves_1 Chapter 886: Chapter 886: A Phone Call from Young Master Graves_1 Four glasses of vodka went down one after another, and Alexander Sumrs’s face also flushed a light red, his eyes revealing a hazy drunkenness, unexpectedly bringing out a stunning and charming beauty.
Purple Sumrs stared at him dazedly, Alexander’s deep eyes reflecting her rosy cheeks, the only image in his eyes was her, looking especially tender and affectionate, making Purple’s heart flutter like a startled deer.
She loved him, even more so because he was infatuated with her.
Alexander Sumrs lowered his head to kiss her.
His warm breath covered her, mixed with the strong scent of alcohol, which made Purple feel slightly tipsy, or perhaps it was because of the two drinks she just had that her head started to feel fuzzy, letting him do as he pleased.
His hoarse voice pleaded, “Let’s go back to the room, okay?”
Purple hooked his neck, burying her head without speaking, only letting out a breathy “Mm-hmm.”
She was no longer averse to the idea, but when it actually ca to doing it, it always seed like the right mont or the right atmosphere was missing… Hard to describe specifically, it could be a phrase, or a look, so trigger that could ignite passion.
Alcohol encouraged indulgence and also made Purple temporarily forget about modesty. She lted little by little under Alexander’s kisses, gently murmuring his na like a kitten: “Alexander Sumrs… Alexander Sumrs…”
As for why she called out to him, she didn’t know, only that the mood was becoming perfect, and they lost themselves in oblivion.
A jarring ringtone from the cellphone suddenly filled the room, piercingly sharp.
Purple was startled awake, pushing Alexander away to answer the call.
There was nothing more mood killing than this!
Alexander pulled her back, “Ignore it…”
Purple didn’t want to bother, but the relentless ringing was as nagging as a death knell, seriously disrupting the mood!
She reluctantly freed one hand, fumbled for the phone, and saw Gavin Graves’s na on the display, and exclaid in surprise, “It’s Young Master Graves’s call.”
Gavin Graves would not call Purple without good reason. If he was calling, it must be sothing urgent.
Purple had just pressed the answer button when Alexander snatched the phone away and tossed it aside, the phone landing on the thick carpet under the bed—
“Stop fooling around, maybe it’s sothing urgent… Mmph…”
Purple’s lips were sealed by Alexander’s kiss, and she struggled weakly, her response perfunctory and clearly out of the mood.
Alexander realized that he couldn’t have his way again today.
He felt annoyed and irritable, as if there was a fire bottled up inside him, growing increasingly unruly, his breathing chaotic, and the amorous atmosphere completely dissipated.
By the ti Purple finally managed to escape and climbed out of bed to pick up the phone to call Gavin back, she found that the call had been ongoing…
Purple’s eyes widened, staring dumbfounded at her phone for a long while, not knowing whether to speak or not.
“Purple?” On the other end, Gavin’s voice was still gentle.
Purple felt extrely awkward, her voice hoarse: “Young Master Graves…”
“Was there a bad signal just now?” Gavin asked considerately. “I couldn’t hear you talking at all.”
“Uh… yeah, the signal was a bit poor,” Purple lied awkwardly, hastily changing the subject, “What’s up?”
Gavin said, “You told about the travel agency last ti. I had soone keep an eye on it and managed to get a video; it might have caught your mother. Are you free now?”
“I’m free, I’ll co over now…” Purple hurried to get dressed, but was caught off guard by an attack from Alexander, “Ah!…”
“Purple?” Gavin asked. “Is everything okay over there?”
“… No, no problem!” Purple gasped for air, trying to steady her voice, “Young Master Graves, see you in a bit, I’ve got to hang up now.”
She hung up the phone, lifted her foot to kick Alexander’s face away, and said angrily, “You did that on purpose!”
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