Chapter 84: Truth or Dare

Raven watched North without speaking. North thrust her hands against his chest, forcefully pushing him away. The tension between them instantly dissipated.

"Olive had a glass of something from the nightstand just now. Did you drink it too?" Raven asked.

North frowned. She didn't believe the alcohol was an aphrodisiac. Olive had drunk two glasses.

"No, I didn't," North replied, quickly pulling out her phone to call Olive. The call went unanswered after several rings.

Before North could try again, Raven snatched her phone.

North scowled. "What are you doing? Give me back my phone! I need to call Olive."

She angrily retrieved her phone.

"Harry's already called Elvis. Don't worry about Olive. I'll take you home now."

Meanwhile, Harry dialed Elvis's number. The call connected, and Elvis's low, magnetic voice filled the line.

"Hello, Harry."

"Bro, I need to tell you something."

Elvis was driving, his black shirt sleeves rolled up, revealing his strong forearms and a classic watch on his large wrist. Olive sat in the passenger seat.

"It's so hot!" Olive exclaimed, tearing off her bow tie and ripping two buttons from her blouse, revealing her collarbone. Overwhelmed by the heat, she started to undress further.

"Don't take it off," Elvis cautioned.

Olive quickly looked up; her blurry eyes met Elvis's narrowed gaze. His eyes slowly moved from her face to her chest. Olive lowered her eyes, noticing her exposed collarbone and its seductive curve. Stunned, she stared at Elvis blankly.

He stared back, swallowed hard, and said, "Don't take it off, or I'll see you bare."

Olive instantly covered her neckline, regaining her composure. She covered her face; it felt hot and flushed, making her uncomfortable.

Focusing on the road, Elvis asked Harry, "What's the matter?"

"Bro, Olive had a bottle of something from the nightstand," Harry replied.

Elvis understood the implication. Olive pressed against his shoulder like a kitten. She inhaled his clean, mature scent. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pouting before kissing his handsome face.

Elvis, almost losing control of the car, swerved as a car honked behind them. "Bro, what are you doing? You want to start having fun with Olive in the car?" Harry shouted.

Elvis steadied the wheel, smoothly changing lanes. Olive continued to playfully bother him. Annoyed by Harry's incessant questions, Elvis removed his earbud, tossed it aside, and hung up.

"Mr. Augustine," Olive whispered in his ear, "Don't think I don't know you really want to see all of me. You're lecherous."

Elvis knew he couldn't drive if she continued. He pulled Olive onto his lap. She felt dizzy and disoriented, wanting to move.

"Olive, if you knew how much you're turning me on, you'd sit still," Elvis said in a hoarse, threatening voice.

Even drunk, Olive was still afraid of him, so she remained still.

At KissLand Bar, Harry hung up the phone and saw Raven and North leaving.

"Bro, North!" he called.

Raven approached. "Did you tell Elvis?"

Harry winked. "I think Elvis can handle it. You guys leaving? No way! You've barely been here. Let's play a game – Truth or Dare."

A loud voice boomed from behind, "Sir Raven, beautiful North, it's rare we're all together. Let's play a game – Truth or Dare!"

Raven looked at North; she shrugged. They joined Harry in the lounge, where they saw several acquaintances, including Pamela and Gwen.

Roderick, the game's organizer, explained, "Everyone picks a card within two seconds. The highest card asks the lowest card a Truth or Dare. Everyone must comply."

Gwen repeatedly glanced at Raven, hoping to get the highest card and force him to kiss her.

"Cards are chosen. Let's see the highest and lowest," Roderick announced.

They revealed their cards. North had the lowest; a foreign multi-millionaire, Emmanuel, had the highest.

Emmanuel eagerly addressed North, "Truth or Dare?"

North replied indifferently, "Truth."

"Are you still a virgin?"