Making Monster Girls 3: For Science! by Eric Vall

Author:Eric Vall [Vall, Eric]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-05-11T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

I kept my sights on Lucien as the blond man wobbled on his feet, hiccupped, blinked blearily, and then slumped toward the wall. I smirked to my three women, reached into my suit jacket’s pocket, gripped the vial of the truth serum, and then scanned the room for a server with a full tray of drinks. A man clothed in a black suit with a royal blue mask waltzed through the crowd with a silver tray with two drinks on it, and I chuckled under my breath as I raised my index finger in his direction. The waiter’s eyes connected with mine, he nodded his head, changed his route, and headed straight for us.

“Perfect,” I grunted. “Let’s get this party started.”

“What about us, Charles?” Valerie asked. “What should we do while you’re questioning the scientist?”

“Enjoy the party,” I smiled. “I’ll whisk Lucien away to one of the back rooms where no one can see us, but I want the three of you to enjoy your time while we’re here.”

All of my women smiled at the server, but Valerie giggled lightly, snatched the tray from his hands, and then scoffed down her nose.

“We’ll be taking these. Thank you,” the feline-woman sneered. “And bring back another round in a few minutes. We’d like to get good and drunk before the night ends, and I want you to keep ‘em comin’! If you see an empty glass, you need to refill it immediately.”

“Yes, Mistress,” the man replied. “I’ll keep an eye out and bring over your refreshments as soon as you need them.”

The waiter forced a smile, bowed so low that his nose almost brushed the ground, straightened up, turned on his heels, and then marched off toward the serving table. I chuckled under my breath, glanced around to make sure no one else was watching, reached out, and stroked the cat-girl’s soft cheek. The gorgeous ash-blonde held the tray close to her body, glanced around at the aristocrats standing around us, and then ushered me over.

I held the vial of truth serum in the palm of my hand. It had fermented during its time in the small container, and the once clear liquid was now a dark, emerald green. Valerie held out the glass to me, and I peeked around me once more before I uncorked the vial and then dumped all of the serum in. The liquid in the glasses looked to be champagne, the green serum intermixed with the lightly golden alcohol, darkened it for a second, and then lifted back to the original bubbly gilt hue. I lifted the glass, swirled it for a second, peered into the flute to make sure it was thoroughly mixed, and then rested it back down on the tray.

The champagne looked a little different, almost as if it had a few droplets of oil added, but from the drunken state Lucien was in, I was sure that he wouldn’t notice at all. I gripped the edges of the tray, took it from Valerie’s hands, and then handed it over to Rian.

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