Chapter 3

The room was filled with young men and women, radiating youthful energy.

The moment I stepped inside, multiple sets of eyes locked onto me.

The men gazed at me with intense heat, as if unable to look away.

Liam Anderson proudly wrapped his arm around my waist and introduced me to everyone.

"This is my girlfriend, Olivia Evans. Olivia, these are my classmates..."

In front of his classmates, Liam didn't call me Aunt.

After Liam's introduction, the men all stood up one after another.

"Liam, you lucky dog! How did you manage to land such a stunning girlfriend?"

"Honestly, she's the real treasure. Look at that figure, and those huge melons! I'm green with envy."

"Olivia, what do you see in Liam? I'm way better than him. Dump him and be with me instead."

They crowded around me, making bold jokes without restraint.

Under the colorful disco lights, I noticed the girls sitting on the couch in the private room looked displeased.

I instinctively glanced at Liam, but strangely, he didn't seem angry at all. Instead, he appeared quite pleased.

Probably my presence boosted his ego, making him so happy.

I didn't overthink it. To avoid awkwardness, I greeted everyone and pulled Liam to sit on the couch.

I also said hello to the girls.

They were just young girls, after all. Jealousy was natural, and I didn't want to make enemies.

Young people's emotions come and go quickly. Soon, everyone started drinking and playing games.

Liam seemed to genuinely treat me as his girlfriend, keeping his large hand firmly on my waist.

He even deliberately rubbed it a few times.

His touches made me tremble. Fortunately, the room was dimly lit, and everyone was focused on the game, so no one noticed.

Not wanting to ruin the mood, I endured without saying anything.

After all, my current role was Liam's girlfriend.

After some drinking, someone suggested playing spin the bottle. Whichever couple the bottle pointed to had to kiss and hug in public.

Kissing and hugging in front of everyone!

These young people really dared to play boldly. Amid my astonishment, cheers erupted around me.

"Liam, hurry up! We want to see a French kiss! No pecks allowed!"

Seeing the bottle pointing directly at Liam, I realized what was happening.

I had to kiss Liam... I instantly flushed bright red with embarrassment.

Liam leaned close to my ear and whispered, "Aunt, please help me out one more time. Otherwise, we'll be exposed."

I instinctively wanted to refuse.

Before I could speak, Liam pulled me into his arms and lowered his head.

His warm lips pressed against my cherry-like mouth. A tingling sensation spread through my body, making me tremble uncontrollably.

The cheers around us continued.

Being kissed by my nephew in front of so many people... I was utterly mortified.

Stimulation and shame made my skin flush pink all over.

I felt as if a faucet inside me had been turned on.

The already narrow thong became soaked.

As Liam grew increasingly bold, trying to pry open my lips, I instinctively tried to push him away.

Unexpectedly, his large hand slipped under my skirt and yanked off my thong.