Sarah dropped her gaze, slightly biting her lip, and gave a shake of her head.

She refrained from speaking, yet she was also concerned that if she remained silent, Aziel might leave.

So she softly pushed him away, turned her head, and came up with an excuse, "You reek of alcohol, it stinks."

Witnessing her resort to such a lame excuse, Aziel couldn't help but feel a mix of annoyance and amusement, Letting out a chuckle.

"It's you, the drunk one, who's reeking of booze, and you're blaming it on me?"

“So, you're disgusted with me?" Sarah pouted and huffed, shoving Aziel aside and staggering towards the bathroom, muttering, "I'm going to take a shower."

Sarah's stride was still somewhat unstable, prompting Aziel to swiftly catch her wrist, his instinctive worry surfacing as he questioned, "Can you handle it alone?"

Sarah cast a wistful glance back at him and stated bluntly, "No."

"Then..." Aziel could barely get a word out before Sarah swiftly grabbed his wrist, taking advantage of his surprise, and pulled him into the bathroom.

"So, you'll join me."

Aziel's mind went blank as he was abruptly yanked into the bathroom.

By the time he came to his senses, he found himself already inside the bathroom, standing next to Sarah.

Sarah casually turned on the overhead shower, quickly filling the small area with a fog of steam, distorting their sight.

Within moments, their clothes were drenched. Sarah's thin white attire clung to her body, delineating her sexy figure, her pale skin faintly discernible beneath her clothes.

The sound of cascading water resonated in the bathroom, accompanied by the unmistakable rhythm of their breaths.

Aziel's eyes flickered uncertainly, not knowing where to focus. He instinctively retreated a step, his back coming into contact with the chilly, moist wall.

His throat moved as he swallowed, the sound audible even amidst the sound of running water. The atmosphere in the steamy air became even more enchanting.

Before Aziel could figure out a suitable response, Sarah's hand was already planted on his chest, sending chills racing through him.

Her slim fingers began to unbutton his shirt collar, while her other hand meandered restlessly around his waist, attempting to peel off all his clothes.

Feeling cornered, Aziel mustered the strength to grasp Sarah's playful hand. His red-rimmed eyes locked onto hers, his voice strained and breathless as he pleaded, "Please, enough."