Chapter 297
"Eighteen!" Oliver Winston answered without hesitation.
The room erupted in deafening gasps.
The bottle spun again.
This time it pointed directly at Liam Sullivan.
"Who was your first woman?"
Liam froze instantly.
Vivian Bennett smiled casually on the surface.
But inside, a storm was raging.
She wanted to know the answer more than anyone.
"I choose dare." Liam decisively declined to answer.
The crowd immediately booed.
They made mocking gestures toward him.
"That's against the rules!" Oliver was the first to object. "Right, guys?"
Jeers and taunts filled the air.
"Then I'll take the penalty drinks." Liam picked up his glass and downed it in one go.
Vivian's heart sank.
Who was this woman he'd rather drink than name?
The bottle spun for the third time.
It seemed determined to target Liam, pointing at him once more.
He chose dare again.
But he didn't expect an even more provocative challenge.
"Find a woman here to lie down, and do ten push-ups over her!"
Oliver and Ethan Roscente high-fived excitedly.
They couldn't wait to see the show.
Vivian glanced anxiously at Liam.
The faint smile playing on his lips made her nervous.
Suddenly, a force pulled her from her seat.
A mischievous glint shone in Liam's eyes.
Oliver and Ethan moved swiftly.
They cleared the table in an instant.
Vivian's heart pounded like a drum.
She pleaded with her eyes.
Even if they were a couple, this was too outrageous for a public game.
These playboys really took things too far.
"Can't you just take the penalty drinks?" she whispered.
"Penalty drinks?" Liam chuckled lowly. "They'll think I can't perform."
Vivian was speechless.
How did he always twist things that way?
"Don't be shy, sis!" Oliver egged them on, pretending to push Liam forward.
"Or would you prefer I pick another woman?" Liam murmured in her ear.
His warm breath brushed her earlobe.
Vivian bit her lip and stayed silent.
If he really chose someone else, she would feel even worse.
Liam's eyes darkened.
Vivian steeled herself.
She trembled as she lay down on the table.
Under everyone's suggestive gazes, Liam thoughtfully covered her with his jacket.
Harsh lights.
Teasing laughter.
Vivian shut her eyes tightly.
She told herself this was just a game.
Liam looked at her expression of grim determination.
A wicked smile curled his lips.
He leaned down slowly.
His hands braced on either side of her.
Their eyes met.
His gaze was deep and intense, pulling her in completely.