The woman sitting on Solomon's right side completely ignored the business conversation. She slid across the velvet cushions and pressed her chest directly against his arm. Reaching up with a manicured hand, she traced her fingertips lightly across his cheek and leaned her face mere inches from his jawline.
"A strong champion like you must get lonely fighting all the time," she whispered, batting her eyelashes.
[Fatal_Beauty: SHE IS TOUCHING HIM! GET HER AWAY!]
[User12: bro is fighting for his life right now.]
[GoonLord: I AM REPORTING THIS ESTABLISHMENT TO THE GUARDS!]
[1Fizzy: Solo Man is completely paralyzed lol.]
Solomon slowly turned his head and gave the woman a sharp, unamused side-eye. "Keep your hands completely off my face. If you touch me again, I will punch you straight through that wooden wall."
