In a room in Kin Hotel, City H.

Emily Monroe sat on the ground and her hands and feet were tied up. She stared fiercely at the two strange men in front of her.

It was her sister, Deanna Monroe, who told her that her boyfriend, Leo Grimes, had invited her to celebrate her birthday here and had prepared a big surprise for her, so she came here.

However, when Emily arrived at the door of the hotel room, someone covered her mouth and pulled her into the room. Before she could adapt to the darkness, she was quickly filled with a cup of high-grade wine. Emily was not good at drinking, so she almost coughed out tears due to the strong alcohol. Soon, she had no strength to fight back.

Emily's heart seemed to fall into an ice abyss. She tried her best to recall the number of her room told by Deanna to make sure that she didn't get the wrong room. What on earth was going on?

"Who sent you here?" Emily found that her voice had become very hoarse.

When the two of them heard Emily's voice, they suddenly became lustful. One of them said casually, "Who asked you to come? Who asked us to come?"

Emily's heart suddenly sank, and Deanna's face flashed in front of her. She? Deanna, who had always been docile and well-behaved, actually wanted to hurt her?

Before she could think about it, she saw the fat man start to set up a camera. Emily suddenly panicked and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Emily's vision gradually blurred, and her body was terribly hot. The dizziness made her almost unable to see the person in front of her. She bit her lip tightly and tried to maintain her sober with pain. However, the strong alcohol made her feel like she was about to die.

She stared at them fiercely, clenching her fists. She did not know that her nails had sunk into the flesh and oozed blood.

At this time, the fat man suddenly felt a pain in his stomach and said, "Brother, you pat it first. I'll go to the toilet."

The thin man waved his hand at the fat man in disgust, indicating him to go. He rubbed his hands and looked at Emily with a smirk.

He picked up the camera and pressed the shutter several times. Emily was flashed and closed her eyes.

The thin man looked at it and felt that it was not very satisfied. Seeing Emily's blushing face, he thought for a while and untied her rope. Anyway, Emily could not run away.

Unexpectedly, Emily suddenly slammed hard on the thin man's body with her knee. The thin man bent over in pain. Emily seized the right time to pick up the ashtray from the bed and threw it at the back of the thin man's head. The thin man fainted.

Emily gasped and kicked the thin man again. Then she took the ashtray and quietly walked to the bathroom. Hearing the sound, the fat man didn't seem to have any reaction.

At this time, the alcohol was rolling in Emily's body. She endured the pain and was about to escape quietly, but found that the thin man had already woken up. She was shocked and ran away in a hurry.

The elevator was on. Emily hurriedly got in and pressed the floor. Finally, before the thin man arrived, she closed the elevator door.

Emily pressed the top floor directly. No matter how fast her legs were, she couldn't catch up with her.

Emily almost collapsed to the ground. The elevator slightly cheered her up with a ding. She struggled to stand up and found that the thin man had appeared in the stairwell not far away after she got out of the elevator.

Feeling a chill in her heart, she immediately ran in the opposite direction, opened an unlocked door, and slipped in.

Hearing the thin man's footsteps, Emily's heart tightened and she held tightly to the door of the room. She could only hear the faint voice of the waiter coming from outside.

"Sir, you can't enter this room."

The thin man refused. "Why don't you let me in? My girlfriend is inside!"

The waiter said contemptuously, "Do you know who's living here? Rick Anderson!"

The thin man thought about the name and seemed to have heard it somewhere. Suddenly, his heart contracted and he said in a trembling voice, "It's... R... Rick from the Anderson Family?!"

Seeing that it worked, the waiter deliberately made way for her. "If you're not afraid of death, you can go in."

The thin man quickly shook his head. Who was Rick? Was he the person who had turned the tide in H-City and provoked him? Anyway, the woman had just been filled with strong alcohol. Rick was afraid that she would end up even worse if he saw her.

Thinking of this, the thin man said very obscenely, "If we don't go in, how can we disturb Young Master Rick's rest?"

The sound outside the door gradually disappeared, and Emily breathed a sigh of relief. She wiped the sweat on her face and looked at the room where she came in.

This should be Kin's administrative suite. Although there was no light at this time, it could be seen that the decoration was very luxurious.

"The waiter must have forgotten to lock the door. It's really God's blessing," Emily thought.

She lay on the bed powerlessly, and the hot sensation all over her body made her pull her clothes, and she gradually lost consciousness.

Emily vaguely saw a tall man coming out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel. She couldn't see the man's face in the dark, but she could see the man's tight and perfect jaw curve, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, the strong outline of the man's chest muscles, and the impressive abdominal muscles...

It seemed that she was really drunk. She didn't expect that she could dream of a handsome man when she was drunk. No, she had to restrain herself. She was not a person who could be blinded by beauty!

But her figure is perfect...

Rick's eyes darkened. One of them had just been driven out, and now there was another one? His grandmother and younger brother were really reluctant to part.

A cold little hand reached for his bath towel. Rick's eyes darkened as he grabbed onto the hand that was about to move.

Emily giggled and said, "Beauty, don't be shy..."

"This little girl is drunk and crazy. What does she take me for?"

Rick lowered his head slightly and looked at the woman whose hands were being grabbed by him. Through the moonlight, he could see a few palm prints on her pale cheeks. The blood stains on the corners of her mouth had already been wiped clean, forming bruises. Rick's gaze turned cold.

At this time, Emily seemed to be dissatisfied with being controlled. She pulled out her hand hard, and the soft touch suddenly disappeared, which made him feel a little lost.

Under the influence of the alcohol, Emily's whole body was on fire. She pulled her clothes and squinted at the man standing in front of her.

Anyway, it was just a dream, so Emily became bold.

"Beauty, it's getting dark. Why don't we have a rest..." Emily's voice was lazy, and her eyes were slightly narrowed. She looked like a little fox.

Seeing that Rick did not move, Emily suddenly reached out to grab him. Rick lost his balance and fell onto the bed. In order not to press Emily down, he used his arm to support his weight.

Emily was just a coward and had no experience. At this time, she thought that she was dreaming and rubbed against the man's body a few times.

Rick's dark eyes narrowed. "This damned woman..."

At this time, Emily suddenly put down her hand and said with a smile, "No, it's you who should serve me. Come on, the service is good, and I can give you a five-star praise."

...

Rick's deep, sea-like black eyes locked onto the little woman in front of him. His Adam's apple bobbed a few times, but he still propped himself up and stood up from the bed.

Emily felt that Rick's body was cold and comfortable to touch. She frowned and said, "Is your service so bad? I want to... give you a bad comment!"

After that, Emily actually climbed up again. In order to avoid it, Rick fell to the side of the bed and almost fell to the ground.

Emily narrowed her eyes and smiled brightly. She said, "Honey, just follow me!"

Rick's face darkened, and Emily's lips suddenly moved closer. The faint smell of alcohol mixed with the pure fragrance of a girl made him suddenly tense up.

"Oh, you're so pretty..."

Emily's warm breath fell on Rick's face. Her long eyelashes rubbed against Rick's face vaguely. Rick's eyes gradually became filled with some emotion.

"You hooked me up first." Rick suppressed his voice and held Emily's slim waist tightly.

As if she felt the danger, Emily frowned and tried to get rid of it. She murmured, "It's not fun. I don't want to play anymore..."

"You want to run away? It's too late." Rick whispered in Emily's ear.

Rick's eyes were bright as he said, "Do you know who I am?"

"Who... is it?" Emily asked in a hoarse voice.

"Rick, I'm Rick."

"Rick... Anderson..."

Rick's heart skipped a beat when he heard that...