Female Novel
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"I'm doing really well." Rose's eyes narrowed as she flicked ash off her cigarette. "The world is my
home.
I have no family or kin to my name."
"What are you talking about? If you don't have family, who am I then?" Alyssa held Rose's arm lovingly.
"The moment I become your mentor, you'll always be my... you know how it goes."
"Taking advantage of me now, aren't you?" Rose teasingly pinched Alyssa's chin with the hand holding
her cigarette.
Rose had a natural physique, taller and broader than Alyssa. Their affectionate and teasing
movements made quite the sight. They looked like a couple of lesbian lovers.
Meanwhile, Silas was in the crowd some distance away, watching Rose's every move.
He didn't like people who smoked. Every time Axel started smoking, Silas would try and find a way to
snatch the cigarette away.
Yet for some reason, as Silas gazed at Rose holding the cigarette with her slender fingers, the smoke
swirling around her face, and the relaxed look in her eyes, he couldn't help but be mesmerized by her.
Right now, Rose was the most stunning creature to Silas, especially while doing something he hated
the most.
His breathing quickened. He quickly looked away and downed an entire glass of iced water from the
table.
It had been some time since Silas had met Rose. They hadn't contacted one another prior, but Silas
would look at her social media account nearly every single day. He had followed her and constantly
paid attention to any updates from Rose.
Silas had thought he and Rose would naturally grow closer tonight because of what happened last
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But Rose hadn't spoken to him nor so much as glanced at him.
It made Silas uncomfortable. So he snatched a glass from the table and downed it quickly, uncaring of
what was inside it.
"Fuck me, Silas! Good on you, man!" Cyrus exclaimed, smacking Silas' back excitedly. "That was a
shot of El Lukadore tequila with 55 percent alcohol content. I myself needed to take a break after taking
a sip yet you downed all of it in one shot? What a lad!"
Silas was stunned.
Tequila? 55 percent alcohol content?
Silas felt his internal organs and digestive tract burn in the next instant. He dashed right to the
washroom.
Rose glanced in Silas' direction as he ran off, her eyes twinkling slightly.
"So what? I don't need a man. All that matters is that my designs are beautiful." Rose smiled
nonchalantly, though there was a hint of self-depreciation in her words.
"He didn't look too well earlier. I think he's had too much to drink," Rose said faintly, though she was a
bit concerned.
"Oh. Then hurry over to check up on him." Alyssa nudged Rose gently. "Go on then. Silas did help you
last time. You should go see if he's doing okay."