Chapter 43 - 43 Playfemale
Lucas and Vincent were rolling on the ground as they fought.
When the door swung open from the inside, their eyes widened in shock upon seeing Kyra.
She was wearing a short, silky purple dress, revealing her round shoulders and enhancing figure. Her long, smooth legs were bare as she remained barefoot. She had a red mark on her forehead and arms due to an injury.
She looked beautiful and attractive.
Kyra's eyes also widened in shock upon seeing both of them, especially Vincent, who was on top of Lucas. They both looked messy, with their clothes in disarray.
Her eyes fell upon the dark circles under Vincent's eyes, indicating clearly they had been fighting. However, neither of them had any serious injuries.
Kyra frowned, her brows furrowing, and asked, "What were you guys doing? Fighting outside my room?" Her lips tightened into a thin line as she shifted her gaze from Vincent to Lucas, who was already looking at her.
Without waiting for their reply, she walked toward Vincent and, holding his biceps, helped him up.
Vincent felt an electric wave pass through his body where she had touched him. After all, he was a beast in his prime, and her hands felt so soft. Intentionally His gaze lingered on her face as she stood very close to him.
"Owww...." Seeing them together, Lucas felt intense jealousy. He whimpered, hoping to catch her attention.
Kyra released her grip on Vincent's biceps and turned to help Lucas. Seeing this, Lucas's heart finally calmed.