Chapitre 266: I've positioned myself, but whether you fuck my ass is up to you

The music had become a blur, a soft accompaniment that seemed nothing more than a background score. 

The room was dim, devoid of any extra lighting, with only the brightness of the screen providing the sole source of light. It seemed that a mere turn of the head would reveal the vast floor-to-ceiling windows and the twinkling lights of the skyscrapers outside.

The world seemed to quiet down just for this moment.

The man and woman, locked in a deep kiss, appeared to be completely immersed in this delightful indulgence, seemingly oblivious to their surroundings.

They even seemed to forget about the drunken girl sprawled in a corner of the sofa, only a few steps away from them.

Angel, sitting on Sam's lap, was undoubtedly wild. Or perhaps Sam had long realized the craziness of this woman, who always acted recklessly, without regard for others' feelings or any simple rules.

For her, it seemed there was no psychological pressure.