Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

The rules of Truth or Dare were understood by everyone, simple to play, yet exciting to feel – that is, of course, for those with ulterior motives.

Blanche Capra had said she wouldn’t participate, but was ignored.

They were playing the game to try to set up Blanche Capra with the man, who seemed quite taken with her as well, and was acquiescing to what they were doing.

Blanche Capra has no choice but to accept.

Delia Field, on the other hand, was dominated by York Charlie, “Do you want to play along?”

“I don’t play these boring games.” York Charlie averted his face, his current mood was like a ticking time bomb that might blow up at some point.

Irritated, restless.

In his eyes, Blanche Capra was like a sheep surrounded by wolves, who didn’t even know they were in the wolf’s den.

Blanche Capra can’t be blamed for this, she has no choice, Delia Field also acquiesced to them, if she gives them a face, it is equivalent to give Delia Field a face.

Besides, she hadn’t gotten over the news that Delia Field and York Charlie were getting married.

All she could think about was, York Charlie.

Yet he’d stayed out of it the entire time… did he really not care about her anymore?

“Whoa!” Someone suddenly exclaimed, and Blanche Capra snapped back to her senses, as if she’d suddenly been sentenced to death, as the other woman told her, “You lost!”This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

Lost? When?

Blanche Capra didn’t even realize it before she was asked to choose Truth or Dare.

“Hey, I’ll choose for you, why don’t you just take a dare, how exciting is that?” Blanche Capra didn’t even say a word before the other party took the liberty of deciding for her.

Blanche Capra didn’t know what the other party was up to, and she wasn’t in the mood to play with them right now, so she just let him be.

Who knew he would make such outrageous demands. “You go kiss him.”

He pointed to the man they’d been trying to set up, and flashed a smile at that.

Blanche Capra, however, grimaced, “Can we change it?”

“Change what? Change the kisser?” The other teased her.

“No, I mean change it to a heartfelt kiss.” Blanche Capra gritted her teeth, she didn’t know why she was somehow going to be punished when she came back to her senses.

“That won’t work, you chose it yourself, you can’t go back on it.”

She chose it herself? When?

Blanche Capra frowned before she realized the other man was trying to set them up. Someone else pushed the man in front of her, “Well, it’s just a kiss, no big deal.”

“It is.” The others followed in agreement.

“Wait …” Blanche Capra stiffened as the man pressed closer to her.

Just when the good show everyone was waiting for was finally about to start, York Charlie let go of Delia Field’s hand and suddenly rushed forward, leading Blanche Capra away from the hall.

The atmosphere goes cold for a moment as everyone looks at each other and then looks at Delia Field in unison.

Delia Field still had a soft smile on her face, and just by looking at her expression you would have thought she wasn’t taking it seriously at all, still maintaining her hostess demeanor.

She reacted quickly and rounded up in time, “You guys are having too much fun, Blanche, she’s shy.”

“I see. …”

“It’s a good thing York pulled her away, or else I wouldn’t be able to stand up for myself as a friend if I pissed her off.” Delia Field, strange as she was, quickly and graciously forgave them again, “You guys go ahead and play, I’m going to go look for them.”

“Good.”

…

York Charlie led Blanche Capra to the backyard of the cottage, where he let go and turned his back on her.

“York, what’s wrong with you?” Blanche Capra didn’t get it yet.

It couldn’t be that she’d done something wrong to piss him off again, could it?

York Charlie was already gagging, and hearing that from her made her even angrier.

Didn’t she even realize?

“You-” York Charlie paused to explain to her, and he couldn’t, “Forget it, I’m not talking to you, it’s useless to talk.”

She was as dumb as a dork, and didn’t know to duck a little.

Blanche Capra listened in confusion, she didn’t even know why York Charlie was angry, she hadn’t spoken to him since the beginning of the party until just now.

Was he so tired of even showing up in front of him?

“York, what’s going on? I can change it if you tell me.” Blanche Capra put her foot down for him, she tried to please him almost unconditionally.

But the more she did, the harder it got for York Charlie, his heart felt like it was being crushed by a rock.

Even his breathing became heavy and slow.

York Charlie decided it would be better not to explain so much to her and bluntly asked her to leave.

“You go now, they won’t have any fun with less of you, don’t be happy as soon as you’re surrounded by men, none of those guys are decent.”

It was just to watch the fun.

Blanche Capra knew that, but she didn’t understand why she was leaving, “Why are you telling me this all of a sudden?”

“Does it need a reason?” Wasn’t she herself repulsed?

Blanche Capra listened with a clouded head, she frowned for a long time and didn’t understand.

It was the news that he and Delia Field were getting married that nagged at her.

“What if I said no?” Blanche Capra asked him back.

She wasn’t trying to provoke him, simply not understanding how York Charlie was suddenly mad at her again.

Anyway, she wasn’t leaving.

With this attitude, York Charlie mistook her for a man she couldn’t get enough of, and a nameless fire burned inside him.

Finally willing to turn around and look at her, Blanche Capra thought it was a good turn of events, but who knew that he instead became even more angry, “Blanche Capra, don’t you just want a man to kiss you? Fine, I’ll fulfill you.”

“What do you mean-” before Blanche Capra could react, he cupped her face and sealed his lips with his, what was obviously a simple touch was like a fuse that drew out his deepest thirst.

It was something he’d never felt before when he’d kissed Delia Field.

And this, for the first time, was the first time he’d ever kissed her – in his mind.

Before Blanche Capra could react, her slightly parted lips felt like they were resisting, giving York Charlie the chance to go deeper, and without thinking, he grabbed the opportunity and stuck out his tongue, prying her teeth open, flipping and tangling them.

Blanche Capra was kissing her like she was underwater and he was her savior, gripping his shoulders and letting him explore and take what he wanted.

York Charlie didn’t understand why he was doing this either, his mind couldn’t think, his body followed instinct, the heat rose a little, just kissing wasn’t enough anymore, he simply wrapped his arms around her.

And that’s what Delia Field saw when she followed their path – Blanche Capra and York Charlie kissing like an inseparable couple.

She had wanted to say sorry to Blanche Capra and take York Charlie away in the meantime, but she had never expected this situation, and now if she went up to break them up, she was afraid that it would make York Charlie miss Blanche Capra even more, and if she didn’t go up, she couldn’t swallow her breath in her heart.

Her hands clenched the train of her dress so tightly that the veins on the backs of her hands rippled with anger and jealousy, a rare look for Delia Field.

Jealousy that burned her heart.

Expecting York Charlie and Blanche Capra to kiss until she caught them, she didn’t expect York Charlie to make a hundred and eighty-degree change in attitude and violently push Blanche Capra away.

He took a few steps back, bowed his head, and clutched it, letting out a pained whimper.

This startles both Blanche Capra and Delia Field.