In the curious darkness of her dream, she felt like a lone boat drifting among the waves, unable to grasp anything tangible.
Ahead of her was a tightly transfixed door.
The eerie silence sent shivers down her spine.
Her hand, seemingly out of control, reached out towards that very door. At that moment though, the door unexpectedly creaked open a little!
A powerful arm shot out of the slim crevice!
The encroaching scent of a man, riddled with overpowering dominance, assaulted her senses. A pair of obsidian eyes hidden in the darkness were akin to a beast about to strike.
She felt as though she was put under a immobilizing spell, unable to resist and being forcefully drawn into the dark whirlpool.
The room was quite a scene. Struggles, whimpers, the sounds of torn clothing – it had it all.
“Mmm...let me go!”
Being inexperienced as she was, she had no idea that a man's body could exert such pressuring dominance.
Pressed onto the soft carpet, her vision faded to black, her body trembling in fear.
Her jaw was forcefully held by the man on top of her, her untouched lips brutally crushed beneath his.
“No...”
A fear unlike she had ever experienced chilled her to her core in the course of her struggles and despair. Yet she could only be forcefully and brutishly stirred from her senses by this man.
No matter how she prayed, this demon-like man showed absolutely no response.
He was like a heartless and tearless demon, assertively indulging in every inch of her skin.
The skin under his large palm was delicate and smooth. As soon as he touched her, it caused her the rawest shivers, making it impossible for him to break away.
She didn't know how long this cruel torment lasted, or when she was taken by him to the bed to continue the abuse.
Her fingers were forced to clutch onto his shoulders, leaving trails of scratch marks down his back.
When her mind became a blank, the man suddenly lifted his body and whispered something into her ear...
"Ding, ding, ding..."
The shrill alarm rang at midnight, and Luo Xiaoci rolled over and got up from the bed, holding onto her splitting headache.
Why was she dreaming about what happened four years ago again?
This dreadful experience put her in a nightmarish torment, and she could only fall asleep with the help of medication.
Outside the window was an endless sea. As the ship sailed, the darkness of the sea stirred up a slight ripple.
Ever since she boarded this cruise ship, she's felt unwell, and she didn't expect to have a nightmare.
Subconsciously, she did not want to dwell on this terrible dream, but that last whisper she didn't hear clearly was particularly bothering her.
"Well, let it go."
Checking the time, it was exactly 00:30.
Taking off her waitress uniform, when she saw the faint scar from a cesarean section on her abdomen, her eyes subtly darkened.
Slipping into a convenient black getup, Luo Xiaoci swung herself out of the bathroom window and began to scale the uniquely designed exterior of the luxury liner.
A week ago, the American Rockefeller Family Task System received a commission with a very high reward: acquire indisputable proof of infidelity from the husband of a certain hereditary noblewoman.
This kind of bothersome and twisted request was the kind most people wanted to avoid at all costs, and thus, they all rejected it outright.
Luo Xiaoci, however, was not swayed. Entranced by the promise of the reward, she promptly accepted the task.
The luxury liner "Royal Number One" was the brainchild of the Ding Junwu, a tycoon from S City. The ship was set to host a lavish party on the seas for seven days and seven nights, with esteemed guests of wealthy and noble backgrounds.
With a total of 18 decks, the top two were solely reserved for SVIP-level guests.
Huffing and puffing, Luo Xiaoci managed to climb from the 17th floor staff-quarters to the 18th-middle floor whilst counting to herself: "1, 2... This one!"
With her hands braced on the window ledge and after ensuring that the window wasn't completely shut, she pushed it open and swung herself inside.
