In the corner of the hall on the first floor of the clubhouse, Ira, who was drunk, swept her eyes across the two handsome men beside her and complained to her friend in dissatisfaction "Aelia, you still dare to say the men here are the most handsome? How disappointing!"

"Hey, we only accompanied you because you paid us a large sum of money, but now she thinks that we aren't handsome enough, what do you mean by that?!" How could the two waiters endure such insults?

Aelia helplessly curled her lips downwards "I'm sorry, she drank too much before so she ended up like this. Sorry, sorry!"

Seeing her good friend and the two male attendants whispering to each other, Ira's blurry eyes turned all over the place, "Eh …" and finally stopped at the entrance to the clubhouse...

She saw a man in a suit slowly walk in. His appearance immediately attracted the attention of all the female customers in the shop.

Black wavy hair, slanted straight eyebrows, slender yet sharp black eyes dotted with a charming lustre, thin and lightly pursed lips, sharp contours, tall and slender yet not rough body, like an eagle in the night, cold and seductive but also filled with an imposing aura, oozing a domineering air.

Even the few good-looking subordinates behind him seemed so dim and lifeless under his powerful aura. No! It should be said that all of the male attendants in the club had become dimmer in comparison to his appearance and aura.

It was him! Ira suddenly stood up and pointed at the man not far away "Stand still!"

Following her exclamation, the scene seemed to quiet down all of a sudden. The two male attendants who accompanied her looked terrified.

"No …It can't be? Miss, is your friend crazy? She actually dares to...she dares to provoke that man?!"

"That's very normal. He's so handsome, I want to provoke him as well." Aelia who was still confused was admiring the handsome man in front of her with infatuation.

"Miss, you don't know, he is …"

"Little One, are you calling me?" The man opened his mouth and spoke in a low voice, and his eyes that gradually looked at Ira, released a touch of chilliness.

He raises an eyebrow with the lift of the corner of his lips which adds to his already Gorgeous handsomeness. The man before her was nothing but a combination of Pure sexiness and hotness just looking at him made her body hot and red. Just what she was looking for, a good-looking man to get revenge on Curtis.

"Right." She wobbled to stand in front of him and nodded in admiration, "Hmm, not bad. You... you look like a handsome waiter. Come, come, I want you to accompany me." Her small hand grabbed onto the tie on the man's neck and forcefully pulled him towards her seat.

When the man's subordinates saw this, their eyebrows lifted up. However, that man quietly extended his hand to indicate for them not to act hastily. Only then did those subordinates of his relax…

The moment the man took his seat, the other two male attendants hurriedly stood up, their legs trembling non-stop.

"Cough." The man coughed lightly and waved his hand. As if receiving the orders, the two male attendants quietly escorted Aelia, who was in the midst of committing adultery, away.

Ira, who was immersed in the alcohol, didn't know that her friend was already gone. She picked up the wine cup on the table: "Here, handsome man, accompany me …Drink with me …"

The man smiled evilly as he glanced at the cup she handed him and leisurely crossed his legs. It was as if she was a waitress serving drinks, and he was as comical as a guest.

"Hey, handsome, a guest is asking you to drink right now, why aren't you?"

"Huh?" Hearing her command, the man's eyes flashed with evil as he pinched her lower jaw, "Little one, you're crazy enough to be here despite being underage. You should be careful when you play with fire. You might get burned!"

At that moment, the sinister and domineering look on the man's face made everyone present feel like they were suffocating, but how could the drunken Ira have noticed these details?

"Hey, you're hurting me! To tell you the truth, I came here tonight to get wild."

She grumbled.

"Heh, interesting …" Releasing her chin, the man stood up and slowly walked to one of his men. He whispered, "Bring her to my room." A hint of darkness flashed through his deep eyes, and he quickly disappeared from the first floor's hall …

"Hey, where are you going? I gave you the money, you're not allowed to leave! " Just as Ira was about to follow him, she was stopped by two of his subordinates from left and right, and they literally dragged her up to the second floor.

The second floor of the clubhouse was very quiet. It was a place reserved for extraordinary guests.

"Let me go, where are you taking me?!" Ira's shouting resounded again and again on the second floor. The two men who had escorted her dismissed her pleas and threw her into a room at the end of the corridor. They looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly. "This girl is finished …"

Inside the room, Ira looked around the gorgeous bedroom "This place is?" Her gaze stopped at the wine rack not far away. "Ha, there's wine." She took a step forward, picked up a bottle of red wine, and started gulping down the cold liquid…

"Is it good?"

"It's delicious." Huh? There's someone in this room? She subconsciously looked towards the room in the suite … she saw a man holding a glass of red wine standing in front of the French window.

Who is he? Ira stepped closer to take a better look.

"So it's you. Hmph, why did you run away just now? It's all your fault. I was brought here by two bad guys," she pouted.

"Hey, you're so tall, are you maybe 1.9 meters tall? Do you usually play basketball? Heh, your muscles are so strong." She compared her height to that of a man, then charged at his muscles.

"Heh," The man merely smiled coldly at her as he took the opportunity to snatch the bottle of wine from her hands.

"Hey, what are you doing? Give it back to me! Give it back to me! " Ira who was only about 1.5 metres tall, was unable to reach the man's hand even if she jumped. This scene looked extremely cute.

"Take it off."

Take it off? Did she mishear him? " You... What did you say? "

"Little thing, didn't you just say that you came here to get crazy tonight? I'm gonna make you crazy, and... I'll do it for free. No charges." The man snickered as he placed the red wine that he was carrying on the bedside table. The moment he sat down on the bed, his expression immediately turned sinister, "Do you want to take it off yourself, or do you need my help?!"

What's going on?

The man's domineering words caused Ira to become a bit sober, this was … Why did this waiter … Why so proactive?

While she was stunned, the man chuckled. "Heh, looks like you need my help." It was as if he was holding a tiny chick, he tugged on her wrist and she landed on his lap.

"Hey, I …" Just as she was about to get up, the man held her by her waist, preventing her from moving, "Wait... Wait, I... I came here to play... For fun, I don't need any extra services. "

"Hmm?" The man grinned, "Oh? So you don't need any extra services? "

"Yes …Yes! No need."

"But … I want to provide extra service! " With that, the man's eyes grew dark. He extended out his free hand and tugged on the hem of her dress.

With a ripping sound, Ira felt a chill behind her back as her skin was exposed to the cold air, and an uneasy feeling erupted.

"You … What do you want? Let me go! I'm just a little girl, let me go."

"Oh? Little girl? You sure didn't behave like a little girl just now."

Hearing the man's mocking voice, she knew that she had brought this upon herself, but she can't let this happen...

"Sir, I actually came here to take revenge on my boyfriend. I saw him doing that sort of thing with other girls, so I got angry... And here we are. I beg you, please let me go."

"Oh...So that's how it is."

She could clearly feel the man's hand that was pressing on her back getting loose slightly. She immediately felt that there was some hope, it seemed that this male servant was not a completely bad guy.

"That sounds interesting..." The man's eyes darkened, and an evil smile instantly appeared on his face. "So, what kind of thing was your boyfriend doing with the other woman?"

'Ugh... Can't he really guess?' Ira groaned internally.

"They were... They were …" Ira's fair face gradually flushed red.

At this moment...

"Hm?"

The man's slender fingers were moving down her neck to her back...

"Were they doing... What we are going to do?"

Her mind was a mess. What are they going to do? What was this waiter talking about? Did he not intend on letting her go?

Her back was numb, and the atmosphere of fear made her heart beat rapidly."S—Sir, why are you still not letting go of me, and … " She could clearly feel that his fingers were about to reach her lower part. Her small hands tightly held onto his shirt, she was so nervous that she didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

"You wicked little thing, I'm helping you take revenge on your boyfriend. You should thank me, shouldn't you?"

"Revenge on... My boyfriend? "

"Yes, we will return what he did to you." The man's deep eyes flashed. He slowly lowered his face and kissed her earlobe.

The hot breath that was blowing on her ears felt a little numb. It made her even more nervous: "No! No! Thank you for your kind intentions, Sir, I … I don't want to get even with him like that. "

"Huh?"

When she called him sir, he would've been bored to death, his anger had been ignited a long time ago. If it wasn't for the fact that this little thing was fun, how could he have endured for so long? "Little thing, I'm already tired of the Sir and Little one game." His expression changed

and before she could react …

His lips were on the side of her neck as he kept biting and sucking on her delicate skin.

"Don't... I don't want this!" Shaking non-stop, her small face became somewhat distorted due to fear.

"Little one, you're shaking so much, you seem to be asking me to hurry up and continue."

"No, no!... It's not like that." She quickly denied it.

"Oh? Then how will you prove it to me?" An evil smile was plastered on his face as he tugged on the fabric and her dress, his face buried in her neck as he took in her intoxicating scent.

"No!" Her heart tensed, Ira subconsciously struggled, but unintentionally provoked the man.

"Oh, little one, I really suspect that you're pretending to be innocent. After a while, if I find out that you're not a virgin, I'll get my men to play with you until you're dead!" No woman could scheme in front of him. If there really was such a bold woman, then there would only be one end, and that was... Death!

Ira already couldn't care about the man's terrifying words, she only wanted to escape from the demonic claws of this terrifying male servant.

In seconds, Ira was thrown over on the bed by him as he hovered above her. Her small hands subconsciously protected herself as tears gushed out unrestrainedly from his eyes.

"Dammit, what a satisfying response!" When the man saw her pitiful appearance, not only did he not feel any sympathy for her, he became even more delighted.

His big palms forced her little ones away.

Seeing that she was about to be exposed, she modestly begged, "Sir, I... I'm INEXPERIENCED AND INNOCENT, so it's hard for you to have fun. Why don't you go serve someone else, okay?"

The person who said that didn't mean it, but when it came to the man's ears, it was as if she wanted to reject the invitation. He had long since gotten tired of playing with these beautiful girls who took the initiative to stick to him one after another. He really wanted to give a try such a fresh taste.

"As a male waiter, I am someone who specializes in serving you people who are inexperienced" Saying that, he threw the only piece of clothing that was covering her chest.

Ira shut her eyes in despair as she sobbed.

His slender fingers slowly dragged on her smooth skin causing her to tremble even more violently.

"No …" As his hands approached her,

Ira's heart had instantly leapt into her throat as her lips occasionally let out a whimper.

"Heh." Seeing her so nervous, the unkind man smirked and deliberately dismissed her objections.

"Phew …" Ira subconsciously heaved a sigh of relief. But in an instant, she felt a hint of coldness. She felt numb down there, a feeling she had never felt before.

Her eyes flew wide open as her eyes moved to the man's fingers that were rubbing over her panty. This man was going to take her life away.

"Hm? You really are a hypocritical little thing …" The man raised his head slightly and swept his gaze over her in an immoral way. A mischievous smile appeared on his face.

"I beg you, don't continue!" She clearly felt that the man had stopped speaking.