At that moment, Noelle only had one thought in her mind no normal person would ever agree to the condition, let alone someone like Hendrix. After all, he was worshiped from a young age and now at the top of the hierarchy.

Noelle was so shocked that she suddenly didn't know what to say. It took her a long while before she finally found. her voice again. "Hendrix, do you know what you're saying!"

"I do."

"You're drunk." Noelle finally reacted and pushed him away.

"I'm not."

She pursed her lips. "The smell of alcohol on you isn't very convincing."

"I told you I'm not drunk. In fact, I'm very sober right now. As Hendrix spoke, he took two steps closer to her." And I know exactly what I'm doing.'noveldrama

"Then, do you know why I did what I did?" Noelle asked him.

Hendrix frowned.

"I did it so you would stay away from me! Even if you agree to this way of getting along, I won't love you anymore. In fact, I might even use you and then dump you when you have no value left. Is that something you're willing to accept?"

Noelle's voice grew increasingly cold.

After staring at her for a moment, Hendrix suddenly laughed and then replied, "Yes."

Hendrix's simple and straightforward answer felt like a heavy weight pressing down on Noelle's chest. It was something she had never anticipated. Just as she had told Dylan earlier, she never expected Hendrix

to hadn't imagined that, even after making such an outrageous request, he would agree so readily. After forcing herself to calm down, Noelle asked Hendrix, How much have you had to drink?" agree. She

Hendrix didn't respond.

Noelle turned around. "Although you say you're sober, someone reeking of alcohol clearly isn't in a position to make any promises. Let's talk once you're fully sober tomorrow.

Noelle stood by the door with her hand on the handle, clearly signaling it was time for him to leave.

But after staring at her for a moment, Hendrix actually laughed and said, "How about you see for yourself whether I'm really drunk?"

Before Noelle could understand his meaning, he had already lifted his foot and kicked the door shut. As the door slammed, Noelle was pressed against the wall and was kissed again.

His kiss was as forceful as ever and still tinged with the bitterness of alcohol lingering on his lips. Her tongue tangled with his, and by the end, it even began to feel numb and tingling, yet he showed no sign of pulling away.

Noelle's cheeks reddened from the pressure, and her hands pushed harder against him. Only then did Hendrix release her lips, but his kiss trailed down her neck.

"What are you doing? Let go!"

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Noelle tried to struggle, but the next moment, Hendrix scooped her up and placed her onto the couch. Then, he knelt on one knee.

Noelle's expression immediately changed, and before she could react, she had already lost the strength to resist. She gasped for breath, her hands gripping tightly, finally helplessly grabbing onto Hendrix's hair.

Her increasingly soft moan echoed in the boundless night, accompanied by the gradual weakening of her limbs. It wasn't until the glimmer of dawn light flashed on the horizon that Hendrix finally straightened up and then pressed her entire body underneath him.

Then, Noelle heard him say, "See? I'm really sober. So, I was serious about everything I said earlier. Whether it's without an official acknowledgment or using me, right now I just want to be with you."