"Well, I should head back. Karina's waiting for me at home."

Brian's brows knitted together in a frown.

"Tonight, you're staying at my place."

"No, I won't," Rosalynn protested,

"I'm intoxicated. As my woman, shouldn't you take care of me?" Brian's tone carried a tinge of dissatisfaction.

Rosalynn glanced at him, a cold smile playing on her lips.

"I think you're quite sober."

Brian pursed his lips, his voice filled with frustration.

"Rosalynn, you shouldn't prioritize your friend over me. You should know I can offer you pleasure in that regard."

Rosalynn stumbled, nearly losing her balance.

She turned sharply, glaring at him.

"Brian, if you continue with this nonsense, you can find a taxi to take you home."

What a heartless remark!

Resentment flickered in Brian's eyes.

"Come here. I feel dizzy. Help me up."

Rosalynn hesitated, unwilling to engage with him any further.

However, when she caught sight of his resentful gaze, shame crept into her heart, softening her resolve.

She let out a weary sigh and approached him, gently guiding his arm around her shoulders to provide support as they made their way out.

Brian stole a sideways glance, his gaze tracing the contours of her beautiful profile, and a faint smile played at the corners of his Lips.

Rosalynn drove him back to their residential complex, where they encountered Maggie stepping out of the elevator. ir. Hughes, Rosalynn." laggie, just finished your part-time job?" Rosalynn inquired.

“Yeah.”

“You must be exhausted, right?" Rosalynn asked, concern evident in her voice.