The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 758 A Private Chat

Maya didn't want to keep this round of drinking going indefinitely. She needed a smart way to get the hick completely drunk without much effort. "Hick, simply drinking like this is boring. How about we play a game?" Maya suggested.

"A game?" Daniel grinned at this crafty woman. "What kind of game, Maya?"

"Let's play dice. Whoever loses drinks!" Maya proposed.

Daniel was disappointed. He thought she would suggest something more exciting. "Dice? That's so boring."

Maya responded with a sneer, full of contempt. "Heh. Hick, are you too scared to play dice with me?"

"Scared? Wanna take this to a private chat and find out?" Daniel joked.

Jessica, irritated, reached over and pinched Daniel hard on his thigh, punishing him for flirting with another woman right in front of her. Though in pain, Daniel kept silent to maintain Jessica's dignity.

"A private chat? Sure! But first, you have to prove you can handle it. If you can drink me under the table tonight, I'll chat with you privately, and you can do whatever you want," Maya said seductively.

"Anything? Even using any position I want?" Daniel smirked.

This earned him an even harder pinch from Jessica, dangerously close to his groin, causing him to inhale sharply.

"Of course," Maya replied with a smile. "But only if you can beat me.”

"Maya, beating a woman like you is

my

bo Specialty. No matter the position,

you will be easy!" DanielNôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

boasted.

“Is that so?” Maya fluttered her eyelashes. “Bring it on!"

The waiter brought over the dice and cups, one set for Maya and one for Daniel, each containing three dice.

"We'll play high or low. Whoever rolls the higher number wins, and the loser drinks three glasses of vodka each time!" Maya explained, opening a new bottle of vodka and pouring it into three large glasses, each filled to the brim.

A whole bottle of vodka equated to three glasses, or half a liter. Maya was confident that she only needed to win once to get the hick drunk enough to collapse.

She intended to leave him crawling on the floor, hitting him with her high heels like a beaten dog.