Chapter 15

Daniel was drunk at the bar. The music blasted loudly, and women passing by kept stealing glances at him. He held a glass of liquor in one hand and his phone in the other. Even though he knew Gemma wasn't going to reply, he stubbornly typed message after message and hit send. "Hey hottie, are you alone?" The bar was like a hunting ground. Everyone had their eyes on Daniel as he was the most strikingly handsome guy there. But his cold and distant expression scared them off, so no one dared to approach. That was until the group at the next table started playing truth or dare. That gave one lady the courage to walk up and ask for his number. Her name was Celine Thatcher. Still, Daniel never once looked her way. He kept texting with one hand, sending messages to a chat that would never respond. Celine glanced down at herself, unsure. Then, summoning all her courage, she reached out and grabbed his phone, flashing a seductive smile at him. "Hey, the person you're texting isn't rep