Niles sent Blair a smiley and wrote, "I forgot to tell you. When I got the wine from my friend, I opened it to get a whiff. I hope you don't mind. Don't worry, I didn't taste it."
"No, no, no. I don't mind at all." It was not like Niles had drunk any of the wine.
"Well, enjoy the bottle with my brother. It's a beautiful night. I hope you two enjoy it." He added a smirking-face emoji.
"I really appreciate it, Niles."
Putting her phone aside, Blair went to the wine cabinet and took out a decanter. The apartment was well-equipped, despite the fact that the previous owner had never lived there.
She poured the wine into the decanter and then realized that she didn't even know if Wesley was coming over that evening. So, she sent him a quick message.
Wesley's reply came soon after, and his positive answer thrilled her. She really wanted to enjoy the wine with him.
She took her time in the bath, after which she put on a strapless black nightgown.
Standing before the full-length mirror, she looked at herself, her face blushing red. She looked pretty sexy in the gown. 'I wonder what Wesley will think of me when he sees me in this?
But who cares? I really am trying to seduce him.'
She found the perfume he had bought her and sprayed some on her neck and wrists. She dabbed these spots with a tissue and was finally satisfied when she smelled the faint fragrance on her.
Blair was pouring the wine into two glasses with a smile on her face when she heard the front door creaking.
She put down the decanter. "You are home," she said happily.
"Mmm hmm."
She jogged over to him and threw herself into his arms before he could even remove his shoes. He held her waist, making sure that she was steady in his hands.
He could feel the warmth of her body beneath the smooth silk gown. Her familiar fragrance aroused him and he unconsciously held her closer to his body. His Adam's apple bobbed, the look in his eyes intense. Unable to hold back his desire, he lowered his head and landed his lips on hers.
Intoxicated by his passionate kiss, Blair wrapped her hands around his neck. After a few minutes, he finally let go of her and panted. "You..." he stammered. 'She looks different today.'
Blair stood on tiptoe and whispered in a seductive voice, "What?"
Wesley pinched her waist and planted a soft kiss on her lips before saying, "Let me change into my slippers first."
"Sure."
Blair let him go, took a few steps back and watched him as he quickly removed his shoes.
As soon as he was done, she grabbed onto his wrist and led him to the wine cabinet. "Look!"
Seeing the two glasses of wine, Wesley asked in surprise, "You want to drink?"
"Mmm. Drink with me?"
His mouth was dry because of their intense kiss. He grabbed one of the glasses and emptied the glass in one gulp.
Blair opened her mouth wide at the sight of the empty glass. 'Seriously? He drank as if it were a glass of water.'
Wesley poured another glass of wine for himself and gulped it down once again. He felt much better. After pouring the third glass, he raised it and looked at Blair. "What are you waiting for? Cheers."
Blair lifted her glass with a wide smile and they clinked their glasses.
This time, Wesley didn't finish it in one go. He let the wine sit on his taste buds carefully and nodded his head. "This is some good wine. Where did you get it?"
The wine was exquisite and he knew that it probably cost a fortune. Blair couldn't have bought it.
She tittered under her breath. "Guess." She rotated the glass in her hand slowly and smelled the wine. 'It must be really good since Wesley appreciated it.'
She took a sip. The liquid crept around her taste buds and glided gracefully down her throat. The wine released a rich, flavorful aroma and tasted delicious.
After a brief pause, he said with confidence, "Someone gave it to you."
"Wow! You're good at this! How did you guess it so easily?" Blair exclaimed in disbelief.
"Well, I figured you couldn't have bought it yourself, and you wouldn't ask anyone for it either. So, it must be a gift from someone," Wesley said, shrugging casually.
Blair stuck out her tongue. "You won."
He smirked. However, as he was about to say something, he felt his head spin. Blair's figure turned to a blur.
His experience told him that there was something wrong with the wine—it must have been poisoned.
His eyes darkened.
"What's wrong, Wesley?" Not just his eyes, his expression had changed too.
She took a closer look and found that his face was bright red.
Wesley couldn't identify what was in the wine. When Blair leaned in towards him, he couldn't hold back and pulled her into his arms rudely.
His crude reaction startled her. "Wesley, what happened?"
Wesley, however, didn't answer her. He lowered his head and began to kiss her with overwhelming passion.
He pressed her against the wine cabinet and whispered in a hoarse voice, "Don't play dumb."
His embrace and kiss were so wild that she didn't get a chance to ask what was wrong.
Wesley threw her on his shoulder, carried her to his bed and climbed on top of her. Blair finally came to her senses and began to struggle. 'Something is wrong with him. I should go and find out.'
As Blair continued to reject his advances, Wesley opened his eyes and looked the woman beneath him in the eye. He now understood that there was philtre in the wine.
'But who? It must be her!' Flames of rage flashed across his eyes as he glared at her. He asked between gritted teeth, "Have you no shame?"
Blair's heart skipped a beat when she saw the anger in his eyes. "What? What did I do?" 'What does he mean? Why is he calling me shameless?'
"Cut the crap!" How Wesley wished he could strangle her. "Are you that desperate to get fucked? Blair, since when have you become so shameless?"
He had promised her that he would marry her in two years if he came back from his mission safe and sound.
'Why can't she be a little more patient? Why did she have to drug me? I don't want our first time to be like this, ' he thought angrily.
Wesley was angrier at himself—he hated himself for not being able to give her what she wanted.
Blair stared at him, not knowing what was going on in his head. This was the first time Wesley had humiliated her like this. She was both puzzled and pissed.
'I love him, but that doesn't mean he can insult me like this!' "I'm shameless?" she asked in a low voice. "I'm desperate to get fucked? Yeah! That's right." Blair was so angry that she lost her cool. While he was off guard, Blair held him, pushed him down hard and pressed him against the bed.
She was too furious to explain anything. Ignoring his murderous eyes, she leaned in closer and kissed his lips.
Wesley found it humiliating to be under her.
And more than anything, he didn't want to have sex with her in his current state. He tried to sober up, but his efforts went in vain. The drug was so strong that he couldn't control himself.
Besides, Blair's soft body was on his, and his hard member was going to explode soon.
Wesley bit his tongue hard to regain his senses and sat up on the bed.
His move was so abrupt that Blair almost fell to the floor. She held onto his neck tight to keep herself from falling.
"Leave!" he ordered through gritted teeth, his eyes red with fury and lust.
Blair wouldn't listen. "No!" She swore to herself that she would get laid that night. She pushed him back on the bed and whispered in his ear, "I think you are the one playing dumb, Wesley." 'Would he use this opportunity to sleep with me?' she wondered.
Her hot breath fell on his neck, making him feel dizzy. He knew that if he couldn't make love to her now, he would explode.