Drunk Emily

Aden's lips curled up against Emily's. He held the back of her head with his hand and lowered his head to give her a deep kiss. “Er… The lobster hasn’t been cooked yet…” Emily muttered. Aden was speechless. He had indeed been treated as a lobster. He probably would no longer have the desire to eat lobster again in the future. After Aden finally sent Emily home, he carried her upstairs. He rummaged through her bag but could not find the key to the door. D*mn, what was he going to do now? Aden rummaged through her bag again, but he still couldn’t find the key. He had no choice but to take Emily back to the Smith family home. The car sped along and they soon arrived. Aden stopped the car at the door and carried Emily into the living room. The girl slept soundly and look harmless. She was no longer as violent as she had been when she cursed Isabella in the afternoon. When she was asleep, she looked very calm and peaceful. Aden smiled slightly and went downstairs to ask Mrs. Wood to help Em