Chapter 4The Tycoon’s Vow: Claiming the Fallen Rose

"I'm first! I'm first!"

Liam rubbed his hands together, grinning like a shark. "How many relationships have you both had?"

The rules were that both people the bottle pointed to had to answer or take a penalty.

The room went quiet again. The vibe turned weirdly electric.

Chloe sat beside me, her grip on my arm tightening.

I patted her hand and said softly, "It's fine. Go grab me a glass of wine."

"Come on, what's with the hesitation?" Liam prodded. "You either have or you haven't. It's not that deep."

He looked at me and added pointedly, "Unless the answer is 'none'."

I tilted my head, feeling a sudden urge to laugh.

I glanced at Silas. He had always been a masterpiece, but ten years had refined him into something dangerous.

Under the dim lights, his jawline was a sharp blade, his features flawlessly carved.

Once Chloe returned with my wine, Liam realized he couldn't bully Silas into answering, so he turned his focus to me.

"Are we continuing the game or what? You're stalling the whole party!"

"Three," I said flatly.

The man on the sofa snapped his eyes to mine. His gaze was heavy.

I took a sip of wine and smiled at him. "One in high school, two abroad."

The room went silent. Liam looked like a stunned bird.

I kept the smile on my face even though my palms were sweating.

Silas’s eyes were a storm of emotions before they turned into a black abyss. He stared at me with a terrifying intensity.

After a long pause, he rasped, "None."

Heh.

I sneered inwardly. Keeping yourself pure for your secret lover?