The night sky resounded with the booming sound of fireworks, as brilliant displays unfurled overhead.

Guests had gathered by the poolside for a wild pool party.

Music and cheers rose and fell like waves.

Sophie Smith changed into a silver strapless gown; compared to the solemn elegance of the mermaid wedding dress from earlier, this outfit made her appear more seductive.

The dress had some sheer designs, with faint hints at the front, sparking a touch of imagination.

Sophie wondered why the designer chose this particular dress for her when she wasn’t usually the type to opt for a sultry look.

Standing in front of the full-length mirror, she looked over her appearance and shook her head helplessly.

"Miss Smith." A maid handed her a wreath of small white flowers, delicate and cute. Sophie accepted it with a smile and placed it on her head.

Suddenly she shed the seductive vibe and looked more lively and playful.

Sophie stared at her reflection in the mirror, lost in thought for a long time.

"Um..." She turned, intending to say a few words to the maid beside her, but upon turning, she discovered the maid had quietly left the room.

The door suddenly opened, and Asher Land walked in, holding a glass of red wine.

A gentle smile curved on his lips, and he slowly approached her.

Her seductive yet playful outfit captivated him at first sight.

He placed the wine glass on the table and reached out, pulling her into his embrace.

The mischievous smile at the corners of his mouth and his restless hands indicated what his next move would be.

"No, Asher..."

His lips silenced the words she was about to utter, his breath mingling with the fragrance of red wine, swirling between her lips and teeth.

The atmosphere grew somewhat ambiguous.

"Asher Land, stop it... We should go down and join the guests."

"Join the guests?" He raised an eyebrow lightly, "Am I more important or are those so-called guests?"

Sophie was about to respond when he lifted her horizontally, placing her on the plush bed.

He didn’t even bother to remove her dress, simply lifting its hem, preparing to make his move...

"Hey, are you in there? Come out!"

Outside, it was Luke Land calling loudly.

"Sophie, I need to talk to you, quickly get your clothes on." Eva Miller joined in the commotion.

Sophie’s face turned crimson instantly, outside, it seemed it wasn’t just Luke and Eva’s voices, as even through the door, Sophie sensed the outside noise.

Asher remained over her, showing no intent of moving.

"Hey, you guys have plenty of time for love and sweetness. Today is your big wedding day, and you’re hiding in the room, leaving us out here, what does that mean?" Luke complained loudly, "Come on, get dressed, stop it, come out, come out!"

"Go away, Asher..." Sophie was almost made to feel utterly embarrassed by Luke’s words, clearly, she and Asher hadn’t even started anything, yet being accused like this, wasn’t it unjust?

Outside, the crowd continued their uproar, there were cheers, noise, and even the words grew more audacious.

"Hey, can you finish up in ten minutes?"

Teased like this, Sophie felt she truly had no face left to see anyone; she buried her head in Asher’s chest, her face flushed as if it might drip blood.