The summer night was hot, everywhere was bathed in the flickering neon lights, making the originally clear starry sky also lose its lustre.
Shen Xinling stood in front of this gleaming club - Blue Moon, her pale, bloodless face somewhat hesitated. Her bloodshot eyes stared intently at the men and women coming out from inside, who were hugging and teasing each other. In the end, she bit her teeth and went in.
"Miss, may I assist you with something?"
A somewhat alluring voice echoed. Shen Xinling turned her gaze to see a trendy woman in a low-cut miniskirt with exquisite makeup.
Her slender fingers, painted with black nail polish, pinched a cigarette between her index and middle finger and she exhaled leisurely. Her casual gaze made Shen Xinling feel a bit at ease.
"I...," perhaps because she had just been crying, her voice trembled a bit.
Seemingly accustomed to the constant parting and reuniting, the woman's mouth corner lifted in an unsympathetic, slight smile.
"Pick one, it'll help you forget your troubles..."
On Shen Xinling's originally refined face, an expression of uneasiness and shyness rose. Her fair face slowly bloomed with pink blush. Her large, innocent eyes were filled with apprehension.
Her thin, frail body trembled slightly, but she kept her back straight, stubbornly hiding her unease.
Her delicate hands kept twisting together, and her pale face became crimson because of her nervousness, her evident unease attracted a lot of attention, rather aggressive kind.
She took a deep breath, Shen Xinling lifted her head and let her eyes wander around the shop.
Then, a man wearing a black stand-collar shirt came out.
His tall figure, under his jet-black hair are a pair of deep dark pupils, with his finely crafted features exuded a cold, powerful aura, drawing eyes involuntarily.
Be it men or women, he was like the brightest star in the sky, even if unreachable, you still want to chase after.
People around seemed to be saying something. The man, with a cold expression, occasionally nods in agreement. His innate aura of superiority catches one's attention at a glance, making those nearby hurriedly avoid his gaze.
His arrival has caused the noisy clubhouse to abruptly fall silent, as if the atmosphere has solidified for a moment.
Shen Xinling grits her teeth and points directly at him, "I choose him."
Immediately, the entire room grows quiet, as if time has stopped. Everyone stares at her in disbelief.
The man pauses momentarily. His cold eyes sweep across Shen Xinling, his handsome eyebrows arching in scrutiny.
Seeing the woman pointing at himself, clearly nervous yet persistent, her big eyes filled with fear and defiance, her cute toes curling slightly due to tension, his interest is inexplicably piqued.
He chuckles, "Okay."
Shen Xinling, looking at the suddenly smiling face, feels a sudden chill. His black eyes keep staring at her. Even with a smile, they make her feel cold.
Before she could regain her thoughts, her icy fingers are wrapped in a warm large hand, pulling her forward.
"What are you doing?" Shen Xinling exclaims in surprise.
The man halts and looks at her with a smile, "Let's go outside."
With that, he approaches Shen Xinling with a smile in his eyes that's so deep, it's unfathomable.
Seeing Shen Xinling's silence, the man smirks and, without letting her refuse, leads her outside, the overpowering sense of oppression hitting her again.
As they step out of the door, a black car slowly pulls up. The man swiftly ushers her inside, not giving her the time to react.
"Where are you taking me?" Shen Xinling asks, fear evident in her voice.
The man smiled contentedly, "You picked me to escort you. Since you didn't specify where to, it was only natural for me to choose. Unless, would you like me to take you home?"
Go home? Upon hearing this, all of Shen Xinling's panic disappeared. She dropped her eyelids to mask her pain and ceased to respond.
Seeing Shen Xinling in this state, the man's smile faded and his black eyes became as deep and still as an ancient pond, absorbing everything, letting nothing through.
Seeing the pain in her eyes, the man signaled the driver with no change in expression and the vehicle sped away immediately.
The car slowly pulled up to a hotel. Unprepared, Shen Xinling was dragged into a hotel room. The decorations, the furnishings, the high-end facilities—if she wasn't mistaken, this was the best five-star hotel in the city, the Kritol House.
In no time at all, Shen Xinling was thrown onto one of the beds. Lan Shaoyang, leaning over her with his hands resting alongside her on the bed, looked down at the woman beneath him, his eyes carrying a hint of amusement. "Customer satisfaction is our priority. How can I serve you?"
"Stop, don’t…" Shen Xinling trembled with fear. The courage that had built up vanished instantly. This man seemed so dangerous, even his smile felt threatening, leaving her breathless.
She tried to push him away, but she was not strong enough. "I was just joking, stop it, I don’t need you to do any service. I'll still pay your fee!"
"That wouldn't be appropriate. It would damage my reputation, and I could lose my job," Lan Shaoyang refused.
"No, I won't say a word…"
"That's not acceptable either; I have my professional ethics."
"But…" Shen Xinling wanted to say more, but she was abruptly silenced with a kiss.
Lan Shaoyang, who had only meant to tease her, found himself entranced in that moment their lips met. Her lips were soft, with a hint of aroma, evoking a sense of innocence that made him reluctant to pull away—a feeling he'd never experienced before. He was lost in it.
"Mmph…"
Shen Xinling found herself, defenceless, being kissed by a stranger. Terrified and unable to react, she remained unable to push him away.
"Don't do this..." The man almost sucked all her breath away, she found it difficult to breathe, and her words came out disordered.
The more she wanted to escape the less she could escape, she could only feel that the man on top of her was not willing to leave her. Her mind went blank under his flirtation.
What was he trying to do? Where was he placing his hands? Why were his hands touching her body?
No, how could it come to this?
How did her clothes come off? No, this was wrong!
Shen Xinling screamed in her heart, but her mouth was muzzled, her hands kept tapping on the man's body, but found that his strong body was too resilient, it was futile.
She was running out of breath, it was unbearable.
Just as she thought she couldn’t hold on much longer, the man finally let her go, breathing heavily, trying to calm down.
"Are you not satisfied?”
With her face flushed, Shen Xinling looked up at the man above her, seeing her own panicked reflection in his pitch-black eyes. For a moment, she was enthralled by his intoxicating dominance and oddly enough, she totally forgot to resist.
