To the Love of My Life

Usually high-cold and elegant Steve Burton, his suit jacket had long gone missing, two or three buttons undone at the collar of his white shirt, his body emitting various perfume scents.

Edward Woods poured two drinks and pushed them in front of Steve Burton and Howard Coleman: “Nothing.”

Rusell glanced at the time at the bottom of the computer screen, tapped the keyboard a couple more times, then closed his laptop, saying, “It’s getting late, we should leave.”

What do you mean leave; do you guys not know that this is the real beginning of the night?” Howard Coleman drank a long draught, slapped Steve Burton’s shoulder, and said, “Bro, don’t listen to them; if you’re in a bad mood, you should go out and have fun. I heard that The Sapphire Bistro has several beautiful girls tonight. Let’s have the manager call them over and take our pick later.”

Rusell’s expression instantly turned somewhat serious: “Howard, it’s okay for you to fool around, but don’t drag our brother into it.”

“What do you mean, I’m dragging our brother into it? Let me tell you, Rusell, stop acting all virtuous here. Sex is natural; why hang yourself up on one person for your whole life!”

Howard!” Rusell hadn’t even finished speaking when the leisurely standing Steve Burton laughed first: “Howard is right, life is so long, why hang yourself up on one person.”

“That’s right, bro, you’ve finally come to your senses!” Howard Coleman belched and forcefully patted Steve Burton’s shoulder, “Let’s go, bro, and check out the women tonight.”

With that, Howard Coleman left, hooking his arm around Steve Burton’s back.

Rusell called out: “Bro.”

However, Steve Burton seemed not to have heard Rusell’s words and showed no sign of refusing Howard Coleman, leaving arm in arm with him.

Rusell subconsciously stood up wanting to chase after them, but Edward Woods stood up and stopped him: “Let our brother have his fun however he likes; you don’t need to meddle.”

You don’t know what you’re talking about. It’s Howard who’s causing a scene. Our brother is not in his right mind now. If he really messes around with a girl tonight under Howard’s instigation, it will be over for him once he’s sober!”

Edward Woods understood the meaning of Rusell’s words in just a second, immediately stepped aside, and chased after Steve Burton and Howard Coleman with Rusell.

But when Edward Woods and Rusell Henris squeezed out from the torrent of people and found the manager of The Sapphire Bistro, the news they received was that Howard Coleman and Steve Burton had each picked a girl and gone to the Four Seasons Hotel next door.

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The room was booked by Howard Coleman, two presidential suites.

However, the girl was chosen by Steve Burton himself, wearing a sky-blue dress, her long hair hanging softly behind her head, looking very naive.

Coming out of the elevator, they arrived at Howard Coleman’s room first. He handed something to Steve Burton with the words, “Bro, have fun,” then hugged a flamboyant, hot-bodied girl and went into his own room.

Steve Burton lowered his head to look at the thing Howard Coleman had handed him – a box of condoms. He furrowed his brow slightly, then put the condoms in his pocket without showing any emotion. He walked to the door of his room, swiped his card, and went in.