Chapter 84: Truth or Dare

Raven looked at North without speaking. North thrust her hands against his chest, pushing him away with force. The ambiguity between them vanished instantly.

"Olive had a glass of something from the nightstand just now. Did you also drink it?" 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 retrieving her phone to call Olive. The call went unanswered after several rings.

Before North could try again, Raven took her phone. North scowled.

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

North angrily snatched it from him.

"Harry's already called Elvis. You don't need to worry. I'll take you home now."

Meanwhile, Harry dialed Elvis's number. Elvis answered in his low, magnetic voice: "Hello, Harry."

"Bro, I need to tell you something."

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

"It's so hot!" Olive exclaimed, tearing off her bow tie and two buttons, revealing her collarbone. She felt overheated and started to undress.

"Don't," Elvis cautioned.

Olive's blurry eyes met Elvis's narrow gaze. His eyes slowly moved from her face to her chest. Olive lowered her eyes, noticing her exposed collarbone. She was stunned, staring blankly at Elvis.

He swallowed hard. "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.

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

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

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

Elvis nearly lost control of the car. A car honked behind them. "Bro, what are you doing? You want to start having fun with Olive in the car?" Harry yelled.

Elvis regained control, smoothly changing lanes. Olive continued to playfully pester 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 wanted to move.

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

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

KissLand Bar.

Harry replaced his phone. He saw Raven and North exiting.

"Bro, North!" he called.

Raven approached. "Did you tell Elvis?"

Harry blinked. "I think Elvis can handle it. You guys leaving? 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 truth or dare!"

Raven looked at North, who shrugged. They joined Harry in the lounge, where they saw Pamela and Gwen among other acquaintances.

Roderick, the game's leader, announced, "The game's simple: choose a card in under two seconds. The highest card asks the lowest card truth or dare. Everyone must comply."

Gwen repeatedly glanced at Raven, hoping to get the highest card and he the lowest, so she could ask him to kiss her.

"Everyone's chosen. Let's see who has the highest and lowest cards."

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

Emmanuel addressed North slowly, "Truth or dare?"

North replied indifferently, "Truth."

"Are you still a virgin?"