Chapter 185

Against all odds, Elaine didn't even try to break free from his arms. Instead, her eyes were totally glued to Marcus's bare chest, one arm lazily curled around his neck. Honestly, Marcus had the urge to just toss her off. She was already a handful when she was sober—drunk, she was straight-up acting like a flirt. Her gaze gradually turned hazy, and Marcus figured she was about to pass out, so he flung her onto the bed with no mercy. Elaine was starting to get a bit sleepy, but the moment she hit the mattress, she immediately sobered up. Staring at Marcus with that same dreamy look, it was like drunk-Elaine still had one agenda. Marcus just leaned over, hovering above her, letting her have her way. Elaine didn't show even a smidge of fear or shyness. She shut her eyes and reached for his chest, searching like she was looking for something specific. After grabbing around for a while and not finding it, she opened her eyes in frustration. Looking at Marcus with his shirt off, she mumbled