"No, I've regretted it."
It's late at night, and the room in the Royal Luxury Apartments is filled with enchantment.
Just as the atmosphere becomes heated, An Yan suddenly raises her delicate hand to rest it against the chest of the man.
Is she calling to halt the game even before it started?
The man grips her porcelain-like chin and speaks in a hoarse voice, "You seemed to be quite brave just now. What's the matter? Scared?"
This was the first time An Yan got so close to a man, her heart filled with chaos and fear. Could it be that he really wanted to take her right here and now?
If only she knew, then she never would've tried to sedate her anger with alcohol at the bar, all in the name of taking revenge on her cheating ex-boyfriend.
The current situation is really troublesome!
An Yan lightly pushed against his solid, burning chest, saying, "Sorry, but I'd still pay the agreed amount. How much do you charge per night?"
Duan Xiuhan chuckled lightly. Does this woman mistake him for a gigolo?
She must know, he is Duan Xiuhan, the president of Shengshi Group. A quick-minded, ruthless man, better known as the Second Master Duan.
"You sure got guts."
In this world, perhaps only she would dare to think of him as a gigolo.
Suddenly, an intense fervor began to surge within him. He bellowed in anger, "Damn!"
The drink that he had at the bar must've been tampered with.
An Yan was frightened by him as she struggled to escape from his clutches.
Unbeknownst to her, her actions only further aroused the man's desire. "You'd best not move around so much in times like these, or I can't guarantee what will happen."
At that, An Yan stopped moving immediately.
She noticed that his face was flushed, beads of sweat dripped down one by one, and his eyes were bloodshot.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Someone spiked my drink."
An Yan was not a naive little girl who knew nothing of the world, she obviously understood what he meant.
"Do you want me to call a doctor for you?"
He responded hoarsely as if he had no other choice, "You come..."
"Huh?"
Half an hour passed. An Yan stepped out from the bathroom, her tender little hand was washed red, her big eyes staring at the prime culprit. She was simultaneously shy and irritated.
Duan Xiuhuan sat in a chair, puffing on a cigarette, with tendrils of smoke circling him.
It had to be said that this man looked quite handsome. He had a great body too, broad shoulders, narrow waist and his six-pack abs were clearly defined and muscular.
With a cigarette lazily held between his fingers, he looked at An Yan, his entire aura exuding a sense of nobility.
"Think you can't handle playing games and yet, trying to seduce others?" "Uh?"
"Who says I can't handle it, can't I just change my mind on a whim?"
He sure is quite handsome, but there’s absolutely no gentlemanly demeanour in him. Even when she tried to stop him, he still insisted on her doing 'that' for him...
Duan Xiuhun extinguished his cigarette and stepped towards her slowly, An Yan felt a kind of oppression she had never felt before, as if Mount Tai was weighing down on her.
An Yan took several steps back, warned him, "What are you trying to do? Stop coming closer."
Duan Xiuhun still moved forward at his own pace, until her back was leaning against the cold wall, and then he finally stopped.
He gently lifted her pale chin, his eyes full of lust, "What do you think?"
"You... stay away, you're a big ruffian."
"Who are you calling a ruffian?"
"You...you stay away..." An Yan looked at him in fear, her eyes brimming with tears, hoping he wouldn't get any closer.
The man raised her chin, just like a big bad wolf staring at a delicious little rabbit.
"Well, let me show you what a real ruffian is."
