Azka was silent for a moment before lifting his head, looking at Sienna with eyes that were still slightly glazed. "My whole life, I've never been drunk, never had fun at a bar like earlier, never even kissed anyone. I've always lived under family rules."
He smiled wryly. "And in one night, I did it all at once. Looks like Mama will scold me if she ever finds out."
Sienna was silent, listening to that confession. She had never thought that Azka was someone who lived under such strict limitations.
After a moment, Sienna smiled faintly. "Well, welcome to a freer world, Mr. Xavier. And I'm sorry if your mom scolds you later."
Azka looked at her in silence. Then, without warning, he closed his eyes and leaned against the toilet wall near the sink, no longer able to move or stand properly.
Sienna folded her arms, looking at the man with a mixed expression of amusement and pity. "Great." She sighed deeply. "Looks like I have to get you out of here."
With a bit of reluctance, she led the man out of the rather stuffy and uncomfortable bathroom that was not meant for lingering.
"I want to go home," Azka mumbled in a weak, almost inaudible voice.
Sienna clicked her tongue softly. "Yes, yes. You'll go home, but at least wait until your friends are sober enough to take you."
Her gaze darted towards Vincent, who was still busy with a group of beautiful women nearby. Ben, who had previously collapsed on the sofa, was now fast asleep on the floor without anyone caring. Jay and William themselves had fallen asleep on the sofa, as if completely surrendering Azka's fate to her.
Taking a deep breath, Sienna finally said, "Alright, come with me upstairs. You need to rest before going home."
Azka scoffed. His body still felt heavy, but he obeyed. He almost staggered backward if Sienna hadn't quickly saved his balance.
"You're heavy too, you know," Sienna muttered, half-jokingly. "I should have asked a waiter for help earlier."
With careful steps, they went up to the second floor. There were several rooms there that were usually rented out to customers who wanted to rest or simply enjoy the night in another way. Sienna led Azka to one of the empty rooms and opened the door with one hand, while the other hand was still supporting Azka's body, which felt almost weightless due to the alcohol.
She often rented this room whenever she came to this bar to prank, entertain, and drain the wallets of lecherous men to get what she wanted. Of course, she wouldn't let those perverts touch or taste her body without consent. She was mischievous, but not that wild.
Sienna looked at Azka's face, who was now asleep with regular breathing. His cheeks still looked slightly flushed, the effect of the alcohol that had completely taken over him. The dim light of the room made his features look softer, with a sharp jawline that blended perfectly with his pale skin.
Sienna sighed softly, then sat on the edge of the bed. Slowly, her fingers dared to trace the sharp line of Azka's jaw, then stopped at his chin, removing the glasses that had been hiding the man's charisma all along.
"So, this is the face of the youngest son of the Xavier family that has been hidden all this time?" she murmured, her eyes still observing the lines of the man's face before her.
Azka's face was indeed distinctive, softer and gentler than his famously charismatic older brothers. However, there was something different about him, something more intriguing.
"I'm curious, why did they hide you?" Sienna continued with a small smile, although of course there was no answer from Azka, who was still fast asleep.
She smiled faintly, her fingers slowly moving towards the man's neck, touching the firm skin that felt warm under her palm.
"And who knew, you turned out to be like this... more interesting than I thought," she murmured softly.
Sienna knew she should stop her hand, but there was something about Azka that drew her closer. His face was so innocent in his sleep, different from his sharp and sarcastic demeanor when he was awake. A face that was too sweet for a man.
Her initial intention tonight was just to have fun, to find entertainment from the boredom of her life. But who knew, she had instead found something more interesting. Someone who had been hidden from the world all this time, someone who was now lying helpless before her.
Sienna took a deep breath, then leaned her head against the wall.
"What should I do with you, Mr. Azka Xavier?" she whispered before unconsciously smiling faintly.
She bit her own lip, realizing how bold she was being right now. But when else? Maybe this was the only chance.
Slowly, she leaned down, her heart pounding as her lips touched the warm skin on Azka's neck. She pressed a little deeper, creating a faint red mark that slowly spread.
Azka mumbled incoherently, his body stiffening for a moment, but there was no sign of resistance. Sienna lifted her head, looking at his face still under the influence of alcohol, then smiled mischievously.
"You probably won't remember this," she whispered, then lowered her face again, her lips tracing the line of Azka's jaw until finally leaving a deeper mark there.
Azka only groaned softly, his body limp, his mind hazy between consciousness and heavy intoxication.
Sienna stared intently at his face, her eyes tracing every detail of the young man's expression with a sparkling gaze.
"Now I really don't want to let you go," she said softly, before finally doing something that crossed the line.
"What are you doing?" Azka looked at Sienna.