The music inside the bar was blasting and the lights were dazzling, but Chelsea Elliott could not sit still at all.
Her 'fiancée', Kendal Emerson, was sitting on her lap holding a glass of wine, urging her to drink.
Chelsea tried to distance herself from her so that Kendal wouldn't be able to penetrate her disguise and discover her tightly wrapped chest. "I really can't drink anymore..." she said.
"If you won't drink it, it means you don't love me!" Kendal pouted. She was already tipsy. With an aggrieved and angry tone, she said, "We have been dating for two weeks, but you have never kissed me or touched me! And now, you don't even want to drink! Do you want to break up with me?"
"That's not the case!"
For the past half month, Chelsea had worked hard to disguise herself as a man. The last thing she wanted was to see her efforts go down the drain, and her father's company would fail to get the life-saving investment from the Emerson family.
"Please don't be mad at me. I'll drink..." Chelsea comforted her and drank the wine in a gulp.
"I know that you love me the most!" Kendal planted a kiss on her face.
Holding Kendal's waist, Chelsea smiled obsequiously.
Within a few minutes, Chelsea felt an unfamiliar heat rising in her body, driving her brain dizzy.
"Sh*t!" she thought.
The wine had been drugged!
"Jaylen..." Kendal threw her arms around Chelsea's neck while wriggling her body. "Shall we have sex?"
Chelsea's mind was in a mess. She was a woman. How could she do that with another woman?
"I... I need to use the toilet!" She pushed Kendal away frantically and darted to the nearest stairs in a panic.
"Jaylen?"Kendal called out to her in confusion.
Chelsea did not turn back. She ran toward the stairs as fast as she could.
However, the direction she was heading for was not the restroom, but a VIP lounge...
Chelsea felt her body burning and her fair face was crimson. When she reached the last step of the stairs, her legs gave way and she fell down accidentally.
The glasses she wore for disguise fell off, revealing her bright and sparkly eyes.
"It's so hot..."
Chelsea was fading in and out of consciousness. In a daze, she opened the door of a lounge.
It was dark inside, the lights were off as well... She vaguely spotted the outline of a sofa and instinctively threw herself on it.
However, there was someone on the sofa...
"Who is it?" A man grabbed Chelsea's slender wrist.
"So hot..." While in a bundle of confusion, Chelsea could smell a strong scent of alcohol and unfamiliar male hormones.
For some reason, her body felt warmer in an instant.
She struggled to free her wrist and said in a soft voice, "I feel hot..."
Her words seemed to have a seductive effect. Just as the man was about to push her away, he stopped abruptly and breathed heavily for a moment.
He had downed a lot of alcohol that night, and it obscured his self-control which he was so proud of. As a result, his body started heating up.
The man's hands stiffened, and he did not move for a while.
Chelsea felt so hot that it was very uncomfortable. It was as if someone had lit a fire in her blood. The heat was driving her insane.
She grabbed the man in confusion and blurted in a choked voice, "I feel so hot. Help me... Please help me..."
In the darkness, her tearful eyes were bright and attractive.
Whatever restraint the man was left with completely dissipated under the initiative of alcohol and the woman before her.
"Alright. If this is what you asked for!"
With that, the man gave her a fierce and domineering kiss.
"Um..."
Chelsea was forced to open her mouth, she could not do anything other than accepting that man's aggressive invasion of her.
Their clothes were stripped off one by one. Under the dark surroundings, Chelsea's skin looked pale and delicate like the purest form of porcelain. It was so alluring that the man got more and more out of control.
The next moment, legs were spread open and she felt a pang of pain.
Chelsea uttered an agonized moan but her lips were once again sealed by the man's kiss.
In the quiet lounge, only the faint sound of suppressed moan could be heard...
It was a lustful night.
When Chelsea woke up, she was still firmly held by the man in his arms. The memories of the night before came flooding back to her. Her heart skipped a beat and she looked up.
When she saw the man who had gone through the confusing night with her, she almost screamed out in shock.
The man was Kendal's brother, Valentino Emerson!
"Oh God! Was I out of my mind last night?" Chelsea thought to herself.
How could she sleep with Kendal's brother?
She hurriedly rolled off the sofa and picked up her corset and clothes from the floor. Then, she put on her clothes and left the room hastily.
When Valentino woke up an hour later, there was no trace of that mysterious woman in the lounge.
