CHAPTER 286: CHAPTER 286: STEALING HER FIRST KISS...

The car stopped in front of CC Pub, and Malcom Moore nimbly leaped off the car.

Then he opened the car door and looked at Serena Sterling, "Luna, get off."

Serena Sterling got out of the car and looked at Malcom Moore, asking, "Why did you bring me to your pub?"

Malcom Moore smiled mysteriously, "Come on, you’ll find out soon."

With that, he directly reached out and took Serena Sterling’s hand, leading her into the pub.

Feeling Malcom Moore’s warm hand, Serena Sterling’s face instantly blushed.

She was forced to follow Malcom Moore, while trying to pull her hand away, "I can walk by myself."

However, Malcom Moore didn’t let go of her hand as she wished.

"Yes, I know," he said, continuing forward without turning back, "but isn’t this better?"

Serena Sterling: "..."

What’s better about it?

Does he have to be so self-satisfied?!

Right now, she just doesn’t dislike him as much as before. She even considers him a friend and thinks he’s quite nice, but she’s not his girlfriend!

And his actions are something that only couples do!

Being pulled along by Malcom Moore, Serena Sterling finally spoke with a flushed face, "Young Master Morris, we’re just ordinary friends, please don’t do things that cause misunderstandings!"

"Ordinary friends?" Malcom Moore stopped in his tracks as he spoke.

He looked at Serena Sterling seriously, "Luna, didn’t I say I’m pursuing you? So we’re not just boyfriend and girlfriend; our relationship should be defined as a prospective couple, more accurately."

After saying this, without waiting for Serena Sterling to speak, Malcom Moore opened the door in front of them, "Luna, this is my office, have a look."

Serena Sterling was speechless.

He said he was pursuing her, but she had also clearly told him that there was no possibility between them.

Although her opinion of him had changed for the better and he seemed wonderful, he was a notorious playboy in River City, and she still thought dating someone like him was too dangerous, too risky.

Seeing Serena Sterling standing motionless, Malcom Moore maneuvered himself behind her and pushed her into his office, seating her on the sofa inside.

Serena Sterling was furious, "Malcom Moore, you..."

Malcom Moore interrupted her, with a mischievous arch of his brow, "Don’t rush, Luna. Sit here obediently for a moment, and I’ll give you a surprise."

With this, Malcom Moore turned and walked out.

Soon after, when he returned, he had a complete set of cocktail-making equipment in his hands.

Then, he laid all the cocktail equipment out on the low table in front of Serena Sterling and began to make cocktails with skill and flair that surpassed even professional bartenders.

Serena Sterling was stunned.

She stared blankly at the man, forgetting to move, even forgetting to breathe.

Malcom Moore placed an ice cube into the upper section of the shaker, then added lemon juice, Blue Curaçao, vodka, and sweet lemon syrup, sealing the shaker.

His hands, attractive and slender, skillfully played with the cocktail equipment—flipping, shaking, tossing and turning the bottles swiftly and, incredibly, handsomely...

After eight seconds, Malcom Moore stopped his stylish movements, took a glass, and poured the concocted cocktail into the chilled glass through an ice strainer.

He then picked up a lighter and set the liquid in the glass on fire.

"Ah!" Serena Sterling couldn’t help but exclaim.

Malcom Moore’s lips curled into a wicked smile.

He quickly poured champagne into the flaming glass.

The flame extinguished, leaving a noble blue champagne just to the eighth of the glass.

Malcom Moore’s slender, attractive fingers picked up a stemmed red cherry, prepared in advance, and placed it decoratively on the glass.

With that, the cocktail preparation was complete.

Malcom Moore handed the prepared drink to Serena Sterling, speaking in a gentle, magnetic voice, "Try it."

Serena Sterling took a sip and admiringly said, "Not bad, it’s very tasty."

She gazed at Malcom Moore with shining eyes, "I didn’t expect you to know how to make cocktails, let alone be this good at it!"

Malcom Moore laughed, "As long as you like it."

Serena Sterling nodded, "Yes, I like it a lot."

She looked at the bright blue liquid in her hand, genuinely praising, "It’s beautiful!"

Seeing Serena Sterling’s reluctance to drink it, Malcom Moore felt a burst of satisfaction.

He looked at her dotingly, whispering warmly, "Go ahead, I’ll make you another one later."

Hearing this, Serena Sterling didn’t hesitate anymore and started drinking the cocktail in her hand.

While Serena Sterling was drinking, Malcom Moore really went ahead and made another type of cocktail for her.

Each drink had a different color, each surprisingly beautiful.

Malcom Moore mixed one drink after another, and Serena Sterling drank one after another.

Soon, Serena Sterling’s face blushed.

With a slight intoxication, Serena Sterling looked at Malcom Moore, "Huh, your drinks are really tasty! And they don’t make me drunk? How mysterious is that?"

Malcom Moore looked at Serena Sterling.

Her cheeks were rosy, her bright eyes tinged with a bit of an inebriated glow.

The slightly lowered eyelashes, long and curled.

The delicate cute nose, the fiery red lips.

Her lips parted and closed as she spoke, invitingly tempting anyone to capture them.

Malcom Moore thought, Silly girl, you’re already drunk.

He spontaneously leaned closer to Serena Sterling, and without any hesitation, gently pressed his lips to her alluring ones.

Serena Sterling froze.

Was she being kissed?

Ah!...

This was her first kiss!

Realizing this, Serena Sterling immediately pushed Malcom Moore away.

She glared at Malcom Moore, angrily questioning, "Malcom Moore, what are you doing?!"

"Kissing you!" Malcom Moore gazed at Serena Sterling with gentle eyes, answering as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Serena Sterling was speechless.

Of course, she knew he was kissing her.

But why did he kiss her?

And why did he kiss her so suddenly?!

Serena Sterling fiercely wiped her mouth, angrily scolding, "Who allowed you to kiss me! That was my first kiss!"

"Isn’t that even better? Luna’s first kiss was saved for me," Malcom Moore smiled with his eyes, excitedly leaning over to kiss her again.

Serena Sterling’s cheeks flushed even more.

Not from the alcohol, but from embarrassment.

Could this man be any more shameless?

Who saved their first kiss for him?!

Her first kiss was meant for her future husband.

Serena Sterling’s head was dizzy, not knowing whether it was the effect of the alcohol or Malcom Moore’s kiss.

Malcom Moore’s kiss was ardent, catching Serena Sterling’s lips before she could react.