The last thing Anna ever expected was to be caught up in a trap that she set herself. She had just placed herself under Vincent's radar-the most influential man in the city, a golden bachelor. He looked at her in the eye, like a hunter aiming for his prey. "Listen carefully," he said snidely, smirking. "You're mine now. The rest of your life serves to pay your price. The best way you could make up to me is to live with me."
Anna An was busy fixing her make up in the lounge when Mandy, the woman in charge of the girls, walked up to her. "Hurry up," she demanded. "Jack Huang's here again."
Her forehead wrinkled in unwillingness as Anna An dabbed the powder across her neck. "He's probably here to convince me to cooperate with him."
Jack Huang was the boss of the PA Construction Company. He had good relations with Haley from this club. In fact, he'd often convince her to help him set up a trap for other businessmen. First, he'd ask her to get that person drunk. Once they were clouded over with alcohol, he would coax them to sign his contract. Anna An always hated such actions.
"Exactly!"
Mandy hurriedly dragged Anna An out of the room. "You have such a good reputation in the HY Club! Not only are you a heavy drinker, but you're a good convincer. Since Haley screwed it up last time, Jack chose to ask you to help him next. He's asking you to drink with him. I know you don't like him, so I told you first. Go! I'll deal with him."
"Anna, stop!"
Before they could walk out of the corridor, Jeff Xu, stopped them. He was the manager working in the HY Club. "Where are you going? Didn't Jack ask you to accompany him? Did you tell her, Mandy? Are you helping her to sneak out? Do you even want to continue working in the HY Club? If you don't want to stay, then it's fine by me!"
"Manager Xu, I..." Mandy stuttered out.
"Manager Xu, I'm not feeling well today. I asked Mandy to let me go before she could tell me. This has nothing to do with her."
"What do you think you're doing here?"
Jeff Xu forced Anna An into a corner. "You're a lady of the HY Club. Even if you don't feel comfortable, you'll accompany the guest if he asks you to! Aren't you aware of the rules? I don't give it a shit if you're sick or whatever. Serve him now!"
When she didn't move, Jeff Xu clenched her jaw. His eyes flashed dangerously under the lights. "Don't forget that you owe our HY Club a loan of nearly a million dollars. Do you need me to remind you of the person lying in the hospital bed? Do you really think you have any other choice?"
"But–"
He whispered something in her ear. Upon hearing what he had said, Anna An's face paled. "You can't do this," she protested.
"It's up to you."
"I..."
Anna An's eyes glistened in hatred. Her heart was already beating so fast as she stared at the man in front of her. She gave up in the end.
Now, she was at Jack Huang's mercy.
"Fine. Whatever."
Taking a deep breath, Anna An plastered a large smile on her face as she gracefully entered the private room. "Mr. Huang, you're here," she exclaimed. "I've been looking forward to seeing you."
Jack Huang was around forty-year-old. He greedily took in Anna's figure before winking at her. "Let me introduce you to a friend of mine–Vincent Lu. He's my distinguished guest, so you have to serve him well. Disappoint him, and I'll skin you alive."
Anna glanced at the man he was referring to, her eyes widening in surprise. She definitely wasn't expecting such a type. The man had aristocratic features with high cheek bones and a tall nose. There was something regal about his stature that could intimidate anyone. He was unique from all the men she had served.
"What's wrong? Are you enchanted by Mr. Vincent already? What do you think you should do next?"
Jack Huang touched Anna's shoulder in warning, and the latter nodded. A smile slipped her lips as she showed Vincent Lu a glass of wine. "Mr. Vincent," she slurred, "I was behaving inappropriately just now. How about I'll punish myself by having a glass of wine?"
Vincent Lu didn't say a word. He coldly stared at her, which she found rather interesting. After all, she was one of the most beautiful women in the bar. How could he not be attracted to her?
She raised her glass and took a sip. Without another word, Anna quickly picked up another glass towards him. "Mr. Vincent, how about taking a drink? The wine tastes so good. Would you like a taste?"
He shot her a look, and she almost trembled at the sight. It was clear that he didn't like her to come closer, but if she couldn't complete the task, then what would become of her?
After pondering for a while, Anna plucked up the courage to bring to the glass towards Vincent's lips. At her action, his face darkened. Without another word, he grabbed Anna's neck, holding her up. He looked like a predator eyeing his prey. "You're nothing but a bitch! You think you're qualified to let me drink your wine?"
She sputtered out in shock as he held her up. Vincent Lu quickly grabbed a bottle from the table before forcing Anna to gulp it all down. "You wanted to drink, didn't you? Drink! Drink it all up!"
The pungent liquid passed through her throat as she continued to choke. Anna continued to struggle beneath him, her eyes turning glassy in an instant. However, Vincent Lu didn't even care. It was not until he poured all of the five bottles Jack Huang ordered did he finally fling her away. Anna's waist fell against the corner of the glass tea table. She paled as her whole body trembled.
Before anyone knew what was happening, Anna vomited all over the carpet.
Her body convulsed.
She wanted to stop herself, but it felt as if her impulse was out of her control.
Anna didn't know how long she vomited, but she could already see small traces of blood across her vomit. Her stomach cramped painfully as she winced. Finally, she was able to calm herself down.
A small smile threaded across her lips as she stared up at the pair. She was about to relieve the situation when Jack's fist fell on her face. "Slut! I asked you to drink, not to disgust us! Bitch– just fuck off! Get out of here right now!"
Anna scrambled up as her arm wrapped around her stomach, trying to mitigate the pain she was feeling. She wiped the blood from the corner of her lips as she turned around, about to leave. However, Vincent Lu called out her name, which would change her life forever.
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