Florence Fuller entered the lounge and slammed the door shut.
Luke Gardiner stood at the door for a moment, his chest heaving. He pushed the door open and walked in just as the attendant was handing a towel to Florence Fuller, who was wiping liquor off her arms. Knowing Luke Gardiner had come in, she didn't want to look at him, nor did she want to lift her head.
With a cold expression, Luke Gardiner strode towards her, snatched the towel from her hand, tossed it aside, and pressed down Florence Fuller's head with one hand while pinning her arm with the other, lowering his head to kiss her.
The attendant, seeing the situation, quickly lowered their head and left.
He wedged Florence Fuller's body between the sofa and himself, giving her hardly any chance to break free. The taste was a mix of sweet and tangy, and as Luke Gardiner felt pain, he abruptly broke away and slapped himself hard across the face.
