Yulia O’Connell’s gaze swept back and forth between Leon Rivers and Harold Chapman, looking much easier to take on than Cole O’Connell. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

"Hurry up, hurry up," Melody Thorne urged, "the kiss has to last at least five minutes."

Yulia’s gaze landed on Harold’s face. She smiled lightly, stood up, and walked over to Harold, supporting herself with one hand next to him, her fingers moving toward Harold’s chin, her eyes fixed on his lips.

"She’s serious," Leon immediately stepped aside to give them space.

"If I, Yulia O’Connell, lose, I will absolutely not cheat."

She slowly leaned in and kissed Harold on the lips.

"Harold, big brother," Chloe Summers’ little face scrunched up, looking like she was about to cry.

"See, Harold has always been a flirt and you still don’t believe it?" Leon covered Chloe’s eyes with one hand, deliberately pressing his chest against Chloe’s back.

This is definitely a way to attract the opposite sex.

Melody Thorne widened her eyes watching the two about to kiss, afraid to miss anything. Just then, before Yulia had a chance to kiss him, a large hand lifted her away. She looked up into Cole O’Connell’s fiery eyes, "Yulia O’Connell."

Yulia spread her hands, "A bet is a bet, and a minute ago I lost a bet and had to find someone to kiss. I absolutely can’t cheat, even if I wanted to, Melody wouldn’t agree to it."

"Melody? Since when did you two get so close?" Cole narrowed his amber eyes.

In such a short time, she already hooked up with his buddy, ought to be disciplined.

"A minute ago we got close, otherwise..." Yulia pointed at Harold, "Will you help me kiss him?"

Harold: "..."

"Kiss, kiss, it won’t end today if there’s no kiss, if Cole O’Connell doesn’t kiss, then Yulia O’Connell will, one way or another."

"Yeah, yeah, one way or another," Leon chimed in, stoking the fire.

Cole’s gaze darkened as he looked at the people in the room, then turned his head toward Harold, bracing one hand as he leaned in...

Harold nimbly dodged aside, the two men almost burst out laughing.

"Take your time, I’m leaving now," Harold straightened his clothes and headed out, afraid someone would lose control and go wild.

"Hahaha, I’m dying from laughter," Melody Thorne held her stomach, laughing till it hurt.

"Keep your woman in check," Cole O’Connell said coldly.

Jared Quinn raised an eyebrow, "I should be telling you that, keep your sister away from my wife, don’t let her lead her astray."

Cole O’Connell: "..."

Who was leading whom astray?

"Let’s go, let’s go, time to head home," Melody Thorne stood up, "You two keep playing."

Melody Thorne and Jared Quinn left the room, Yulia O’Connell turned and sat on the edge of the sofa, her long, beautiful legs slightly bent forward, one shoulder strap had already slipped down. She tilted her head, sipping the red wine from her glass, her snow-white skin and the red wine liquid extremely tantalizing to men’s eyes, different from other women,

Yulia O’Connell matured particularly early, so her figure was more voluptuous than her peers, yet perfectly proportioned, sitting there she was simply a temptress.

"Trying to seduce me again? Or are you feeling empty now?" Cole O’Connell’s expression gradually turned deep and unfathomable.

Yulia let out a coquettish laugh, pulling down the strap on her other shoulder, meeting his amber eyes full of lust. "You can think whatever you like."