The Drunk Liliana

*Knock!*

"Liliana, may I come in?"

Standing in front of Liliana's bedroom door, Leon knocked gently and called out to her.

It wasn't long before a soft yet indifferent voice responded from inside.

"Come in, Leon."

Without hesitation, Leon turned the doorknob and pushed the door open slowly.

As he stepped inside and looked ahead, he froze, stunned by the sight before him.

"Liliana, you…" Leon started to speak, but the words caught in his throat.

Seated on the sofa with her legs crossed, Liliana exuded her usual composure.

However, it wasn't her posture that shocked him—it was her outfit and hairstyle.

Liliana, who usually dressed in a loose black gown that concealed her figure, now wore an astonishingly revealing red nightgown.

The fabric clung tightly to her body, accentuating her full breasts and tantalizingly curved hips.