Sienna admired soldiers the most in her life, and the dashing field suits had a fatal attraction for her, especially for men with long legs and a wild nature that would make her salivate.

Tyrone has always been her target!

From the moment Sienna saw him, she couldn't pull it out again, that determination to get it burning like a summer wildfire.

In the dark night, Sienna sneaked into a bar that was bustling with business, where the female owner personally mixed cocktails with vivid colors and distinct flavors.

"Is he here today?" "Dahlia, have you brought the things you prepared for me?" Sienna whispered in her ear.

"Sienna, think it through. Once the truth is found out, not only will you be dead, but I will be devoured alive by your old man!"

"Don't worry, just this once, it won't affect you, I'll do it all by myself!" Sienna actually began to be a little nervous, swallowing saliva and asking: "Well, did he come at all?"

"Five have come, the one you like is the most outstanding, you have good taste.”The boss, who was called Dahlia, took out a small white pill from the hidden compartment and put it directly into a glass of whisky. The white spread rapidly until it finally disappeared, and it looked like an ordinary glass of whisky.

"All right, take it. I wish you success!"

Sienna was skeptical, but in the end she decided to take a risk. After all, you can't catch a Wolf without a child.

In the box, the tall and cool Tyrone had been drinking with his comrades, who were about to start training tomorrow. According to them, tonight was catching the tail of youth.

While others are dealing with their theses and graduation projects, they are about to start a new round of training, which is the real devilish, hellish training.

"Come on, let's keep drinking, a rare chance to sneak out, drink!" Tyrone looked at the men lying on the table: "Get up and drink with me, all of you have a terrible tolerance for alcohol."

The men did not respond because they were all drunk and had no time to pay attention to him.

Sienna took the opportunity to walk into the box, saying nothing, and placed the glass of whisky in her hand in front of Tyrone.

Tyrone smelled the faint lavender scent, and his eyes were a little slow to focus because he had drunk too much, but he remembered the scent and the black hair before his eyes.

Sienna was so nervous that her palms were sweating and she dared not give him a second look. All the lines she had thought of were forgotten and her heart was beating so fast that she felt it herself.

"What kind of wine do you have? His voice was intoxicating, clear with a touch of sexiness.

"Whisky." Sienna's voice carried a hint of caution as she said, "It was ordered for you by your companion."

She pleaded with the heavens in her heart to allow her to play a little prank once, never again.

When Sienna came to her senses, she saw that Tyrone was already looking up and drinking a whole glass of whisky, with an air of arrogance that was simply captivating.

For a moment, Sienna's heart seemed to be pounding out of her chest, and the feeling of tension and curiosity was so intense that she waited patiently for the result to come.

Tyrone's appearance is undoubtedly the most outstanding: her nose is as high as a mountain peak, her eyes as dazzling as diamonds, her thick eyebrows as long as a sword, and she is extremely charming.

Sienna was captivated by it.

While Tyrone was still wondering about the woman's reaction, he began to feel hot all over, especially in his lower abdomen, which was like a volcano passing through and burning everywhere.

Sienna took a step back and looked at him.

"You, what did you give me to drink?" Tyrone frowned, his anger flared up and he wanted to grab the other's hand: "Come here!"

Sienna didn't move and asked, "How do you feel? Is it hot? Or do you want some water?"

Tyrone's face turned red, but he forced himself to hold on, clenching his fists and closing his eyes.

"Go!"

His voice was cold.

Yeah? Is that nothing to her?

Sienna blinked her bright eyes and thought to herself, "No way! I won't stop until I reach my goal!"

Then an evil thought was welling up.

Sienna took two brave steps forward and was very close to him, so close that she could smell his strong hormonal scent, which was very attractive, and involuntarily she gave a triumphant smile.

Tyrone struggled to resist the strange and excited feeling, and the restlessness within him became more and more obvious.

Sienna suddenly stretched out her arms and hooked them around the other's neck. Her pretty face turned red because of her lack of experience, but her true inner voice was above all.

She longed to be Tyrone's woman on this special day.

Very much!

Tyrone wants to stay sober, his hands resisting the initiative to throw into his arms.

His resistance further stimulated Sienna's curiosity. After hesitating for three seconds, she moved closer to her red lips, but due to her height, she only touched his chin.

It's okay, she won't be discouraged!

Finally, when Sienna kissed his thin lips as she wished, her heart was in a mess and she didn't know what to do next. She was a complete blank sheet in this regard.

The heart was beating more and more fiercely.

Tyrone had tried to push her away, but her hand, like an octopus, failed several times and was attacked by surprise. His defense began to crumble, especially when he felt the warm, sweet scent of her, it was just adding fuel to the fire!

"Who are you?"

His voice was hoarse, and it was very difficult for him to see his face clearly, suppressing his last bit of rationality.

"Don't ask me who I am, as long as I know who you are."

Sienna held her breath and kissed again.

Tyrone held her face, and the evil fire in his body was running rampant. He had no reason to refuse such an active woman, not to mention that she would be the one to suffer.

"Do you know what you are doing?"

Seeing her nod, Tyrone finally tightened his arms and pushed her between the wall and himself.

Sienna felt only a slight chill on her back, her heart pounding like a drum.

"Woman, tell me who you are?" There was a dangerous look in Tyrone's eyes, and the smell of alcohol was blowing on her face: "Did someone send you here, or are these guys playing a prank?"

How could he still be so sober? Sienna felt frustrated.

Could it be that what Dahlia gave didn't work? Or is she not charming at all?

No, she won't give up!

"Don't ask so many questions. Just do it."

Sienna looked down at his coat, which was zipped up to his chest, and she could see the white shirt inside and the hint of a good figure.

Tyrone's Adam's apple was sliding, and she was unable to resist.

His face turned flushed for no reason, he breathed very unnaturally, as if he had made up his mind, and suddenly seized her wrist and pressed it against the wall.

The kiss came down hard, fierce and swift!