Today is the time for revenge!
I am Jenny Gomez, 25 years old, working at Lotus Company. Today is a do-or-die mission for me. I don't want to keep suffering, crying over the past anymore.
Tonight is the celebration party for our department, and I had to attend it at any cost. After all, my department had brought great success to Lotus Company, so everyone was invited by the super boss.
When I entered the party, I was wearing a black shirt and black pants, with my hair in a ponytail and no makeup. My colleagues who knew me were surprised to see me in casual clothes. All the women were wearing dresses with tons of makeup on their faces.
I want to clarify that I'm not a tomboy—I just had a breakup.
After being in a loyal relationship for over two years, my boyfriend finally told me I was a boring woman. Huh!
My eyes were rimmed with red. The party had already started, and everyone was enjoying the music. I was sitting in the corner, finishing my drinks one by one.
I hated every moment I had spent with Nick, but this wasn't the time for regret. It was time to accomplish my mission.
I was prepared for it. Peter Morrison, my boss, has a huge crush on me. He has secretly proposed to me several times, but I have rejected him again and again.
Of course, I never told anyone about my affair with the boss of the other department. Now, my goal was to seduce Peter and sleep with him.
If that bastard Nick Brown could sleep with my best friend without shame, why shouldn't I sleep with Peter, his enemy!
I decided to give Peter a hint. But suddenly, the music stopped, and everyone looked at the stage. "Attention, please! Please adjust your clothing, as our CEO, George Feige, will arrive at any moment."
A shockwave went through the hall. Everyone started glancing at each other. I was momentarily surprised, but I ignored it. The pain in my heart was heavier than anything else.
All I wanted was to spike Peter's wine so he would sleep with me, and I wouldn’t have to give Nick any more chances in the future.
After a minute, I heard a voice, "Everyone, calm down. The Big Boss has arrived."
My mood was already bad, but I still craned my neck to look at the entrance and see the Big Boss. After a few seconds, I saw a tall man in a black suit walking elegantly toward the main hall, surrounded by several men in brown suits.
His features were sharp as blades. He had a strong physique and walked with a discreet air of elegance. After watching him for a few seconds, I snapped back to reality and began planning my next move.
My eyes searched for Peter, my good boss. He was wearing a black formal suit and standing near the CEO. I frowned.
"When will he be free so I can spike his wine?" I wondered. Just then, I saw Peter calling a waiter and asking for two glasses of wine.
My eyes lit up!
As the waiter came to fetch the glasses, I approached him and asked, "Hello, sir, who are these for?" I wanted to make sure I didn’t accidentally drug the wrong person.
The waiter replied, "Ma'am, these are for the Big Boss and your boss."
I asked, "Hmm, so you're pouring two different types of wine into two different glasses?"
The waiter replied, "Yes, ma'am. The Big Boss wants red wine, but your boss prefers blue wine."
I understood that I needed to spike the blue wine. I smiled and suddenly shouted, "Sir, look behind you!"
The waiter instinctively looked back, and I quickly dropped the tablet into the blue wine. With my task done, I smiled. The waiter frowned and asked, "What happened, ma'am?"
I said, "Nothing... There was a shadow, and I thought I saw a ghost."
The waiter shook his head helplessly and walked off to serve. I was smiling like an idiot. My only goal now was to get Peter alone and make everything happen.
I ordered a glass of wine and slipped the medicine into it. I knew that if I didn’t drug myself, I wouldn’t be able to go through with it. The lighting was dim, so I accidentally dropped in two pills. Without hesitation, I drank it, which turned out to be the worst mistake of the day.
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"Mmm...." I felt immense pain in my lower body, begging for it to stop. But, due to the excessive dose, I couldn’t even open my eyes properly. I could only hear the man's heavy breathing, and I was terrified by his stamina and relentless actions.
I was in pain, but the drug was working. Even with the pain, I wanted more. After what felt like forever, he finally stopped, and I don’t remember when I fell asleep.
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The next morning, I woke up suddenly. I sat up and checked the time. It was 8:30 a.m. My office starts at 10:00 a.m. I was relieved that I still had an hour and a half left.
As soon as I tried to stand up, I felt deep pain. I gritted my teeth. I couldn’t curse anyone because this was all my plan. I somehow managed to get dressed and decided to run. After all, I was the one who had wrapped my arms around Peter's waist and initiated everything.
As I was leaving, my gaze fell on the red stains on the white bed sheet.
This was proof of my virginity. I was sure Peter would accept me now.
But just as I thought of him, I realized that Peter was no longer there.
What the hell! He just took the pleasure and ran away!
Huh!
Suddenly, I heard the water running in the bathroom. I realized that Peter had just woken up and was taking a shower. That meant he hadn’t run away. But I started feeling guilty. I was the one who initiated everything, and I didn’t want to face him at that moment.
I wondered what he thought of me. I opened the door and started running despite the pain. But wait...
I had no idea where I was! This wasn’t the hotel where the celebration was held. It was a large but different hotel.
"Where am I?" I wondered. But I decided to run anyway. I didn’t want any of my colleagues to know what had happened last night. I ran as fast as I could despite the pain, and luckily, I made it out of the hotel.
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In the taxi, I combed my hair and tied it up. I wasn’t in the mood to go home. My financial situation isn’t great. Although I earn a decent paycheck, 90% of my salary goes to pay for my mother’s medical treatment at an expensive hospital.
The remaining 10% barely covers my daily needs. I don’t have enough money to rent a place of my own, which is why I live in shared accommodation.
