Royce tilted his chin up slightly, his half-closed eyes revealing a tempting light blue glow.
Julia shot him a fierce glare. "Get lost!"
Yet, she couldn't control her own reactions. She bit her lip hard, her response growing stronger by the second.
She felt as if there was a fire slowly igniting within her, and the flames were growing more intense, threatening to consume her entirely.
Her skin, initially a soft pink, was gradually turning redder and redder.
Royce smirked. "You know, you don't have to hold back so much. It's not like it's our first time."
With that, Royce sat down beside Julia, wrapping an arm around her shoulders.
The moment he did, the fire within Julia blazed even hotter, as if an electric current was spreading from her shoulder throughout her entire body.
Seeing Julia panting heavily, Royce found himself struggling to maintain control. Slowly, he leaned in closer to her lips.
Julia knew exactly what Royce was trying to do.
Inside her mind, two little figures were battling it out.
"Just give in," one urged. "At least you won't feel this miserable. You've already been with him once."
"No, absolutely not," the other argued. "Your husband is back. You can't allow yourself to fall into moral decay."
Just as Royce's lips were about to touch Julia's, she suddenly pushed him away with all her strength. She quickly sprang up, like a rabbit, and darted into the bathroom.
As Royce was just coming to his senses, he heard the sound of running water from the bathroom.
He clenched his fists and pounded the bed in frustration.
What a missed opportunity!
Julia had gone off to film a scene and who knows when she'd be back. He was practically going crazy wanting to touch her!
Lionel once said that a woman under the influence of certain drugs is like a wild cat, making a man unable to resist.
He really wanted to taste what this wild little cat was like.
Julia turned on the shower in the bathroom, but she didn't use hot water. She wanted to cool herself down with cold water.
It wasn't officially summer yet, and the cold water did have some effect, at least making her feel a lot more comfortable.
Julia turned off the shower and was about to step out when she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror!
Her black-and-white maid outfit was completely soaked. Such uniforms were never made with good fabric, and when wet, the white parts became almost transparent, while the black parts were slightly better.
But it was this semi-transparent state that sparked the imagination!
There was no way she could go out looking like this.
She stood at the bathroom door.
Royce seemed to have heard the shower stop as well. "Hey, are you done yet?"
"Um... Royce, could you go to the July Blossom Nightclub and get my clothes?"
Now, she could only rely on him!
Upon hearing her words, Royce immediately understood. This girl hadn't even taken off her clothes yet. However, his mind quickly conjured an image of Julia in a wet maid outfit.
That would be quite sexy!
"Why should I help you get it? I didn't even get to do my business today because I was saving you! Look at your attitude towards me!"
Royce suddenly became haughty.
Julia closed her eyes in pain and took a deep breath. "I was wrong just now. I shouldn't have spoken to you like that. I apologize, okay?"
"An apology? Show some sincerity!"
"I... I'll treat you to dinner!"
"Not that street food stall again, please! Spare me!" Royce had no fond memories of that place, though for Julia, it was already a high-end meal.
"How about... I cook for you myself! How does that sound? I'm really good at cooking. You won't be disappointed."
Royce looked at the bathroom door with interest. "I didn't know you could cook. You won't poison me, will you?"
"Of course not! What good would it do me to poison you? I'm really good at cooking. My little brother loves my food, and so does Harry..."
Mentioning Harry, Julia hesitated. She didn't want to talk about him anymore.
Royce snorted coldly. "Alright, alright, I'll go get your clothes."
Julia told Royce exactly where her clothes were. The staff had their own lockers, and you could open them directly with a number tag.
Royce would never run errands himself. He simply made a phone call, and the staff from the July Blossom Nightclub promptly delivered the clothes.
After Royce left, Julia's symptoms flared up again, forcing her to turn the shower back on to rinse her body.
He handed the clothes to Julia through the crack in the door.
However, Julia didn't come out after changing.
"I gave you the clothes. Why aren't you coming out?"
"The drug's effects are really strong. I might need more cold showers later. This is my only set of clothes, and if I need to shower again, I won't have anything to wear."
She stood there in the bathroom, her wet maid outfit clinging tightly to her body, water continuously dripping down.
Royce decided to sit by the bathroom door.
Suddenly, he heard the sound of a large amount of water. "What are you doing?"
"I'm filling the bathtub. Maybe soaking in cold water will help," Julia replied.
Royce sighed deeply. If Julia knew his true identity, tonight might turn out to be a pleasant evening.
However, he couldn't help but feel a bit smug about Julia's unyielding attitude.
At least his future wife didn't end up in bed with someone just because she was drugged.
Julia soaked herself in the cold water, the bone-chilling cold slowly driving the heat out of her body.
"Royce, you can leave now. Once the drug wears off, I need to get back to the set."
"With you in this state, can I really leave? What if the drug hasn't worn off and some other guy takes advantage of you?" Royce said, his tone protective.
After all, he had to look out for his own wife.
Julia, soaking in the bathtub, smiled softly. It seemed this guy wasn't so bad after all.
If he really wanted to do something to her, he could have easily done it. He was a strong man, and she was just a small woman, especially since she had been drugged. But he didn't, which meant he wasn't that bad.
"Hey, are you really good at cooking?" Royce suddenly asked.
"Yes, really good. I promise you'll want more after the first bite."
"Alright, it's a deal. Let's arrange it soon."
"Sure, once my filming crew goes on break, I'll let you know."
One person was soaking in the bathtub, while the other sat outside the bathroom, and they started chatting.
As they talked, the conversation suddenly stopped.
"Julia Avery, Julia Avery! Are you still alive?!"
Oh no!
Royce Butler immediately rushed into the bathroom.