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The waitress nodded and set down an unopened bottle of water for Estelle.
Estelle tilted her head back and took a swig, catching sight of a guy wrapped
up in a steamy kiss with a bombshell. The others whooped and hollered for a
few seconds. Estelle took a deep breath, steadying her patience and
composure.
The chap, Kase, didn’t seem the dangerous type. Estelle pulled out her
phone, replied to a few messages, then busied herself with Sudoku to pass
the time.
Half an hour later, Estelle looked up to see a teal-haired vixen stripping down
to her tank top and perching on Kase’s lap, delicately pouring a shot down
her neck for him to catch with his lips.
Estelle glanced over, then returned to her Sudoku.
Before she could finish the next puzzle, a girl in a black strap dress
approached, her gaze laced with a challenge. “Are you Kase’s new flame?”
Estelle’s expression remained cool, ignoring her.
“You know, you need the group’s approval to join our little family,” the girl said,
running her fingers through her hair seductively. “Even if he’s taken a shine to
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you, we’ll make sure you don’t stick around.”
A twitch of an eyebrow was the only reaction from Estelle as she looked up at
the woman.
The woman swung her left leg onto the couch beside Estelle, leaning in with a
wink. “Show me what you’ve got.”
Estelle held her gaze, motionless, as if weighing her options.
As the woman reached to remove Estelle’s sunglasses, her expression one of
fascination, lips parted, Estelle caught her wrist just before she could touch
them, and with a slight application of force, spun her onto the couch. “That’s
one of my skills. Care to test any others?”
The girl rubbed her reddening wrist, looking at Estelle with a mix of fear and
astonishment, before quickly standing and moving back to her gaggle of
friends.
Lambert watched Estelle’s every move from the corner of his eye, a small
smirk playing on his lips.
Estelle’s initial restlessness had subsided, and now she sat calmly on the
couch, waiting for Kase.
From a different perspective, Estelle almost felt sympathy for Kase.
After a while, Estelle reclined and even dozed off, waking only when

someone brought in food. She ordered a beef dish.
A massive tomahawk steak was served, and Estelle devoured it whole.
Lambert, catching sight of her as he drank, noticed how methodically yet
quickly she ate, her cheeks puffing out, looking starved.
All of a sudden, he felt hungry too.
It wasn’t until nightfall that Lambert finally left the Wild Crossing Bar. As they
descended the stairs, he asked Estelle, “How do you feel about it all?”
Her voice was flat as she replied, “This is the danger you spoke of?”
Estelle was unimpressed. “I’ve never seen it before, where you give up your
body and still pay. Isn’t it usually about making money?”
After a glance his way, she strode out.
Lambert paused, then his face darkened and he quickly followed. “Hey, clarify
that. What do you mean?”
Stepping outside, the night had transformed Citadel into a kaleidoscope of
opulence and energy, the alcohol-laced air hitting their faces. Estelle
hesitated in her stride.
Estelle removed her sunglasses, her delicate features lit by the neon glow.
She spoke softly, “Do you really need a bodyguard?”
After her words hung in the air without reply, Estelle turned to see Lambert
staring intently into her eyes