Chapter 7
Chapter 7
The chief editor found it strange that they would meet at a night club. Generally speaking, they should be in a quiet place.
Of course, Tracey Xia had her own plans. The night club was full of people and the light was dim.
She dressed in a sexy camisole and short pants, and attracted many people's attention as she entered the club.
She used to be innocent and simple.
After three years of a complicated life, she had changed greatly. Now she was a confident hot lady in the club, no man could resist her charm.
She just wanted to hide her identity. So that no one would know she was the daughter of the Xia family.
That was why she asked the editor to meet her in such a place. For confusing him, she must create a new image for herself.
Various kinds of noise came to her ears in this club. She rejected the third man who tried to talk to her.
There were still ten minutes left before the appointed time was up. She sat at the bar and ordered a glass of wine. The alcohol was strong, like a blade cutting her throat.
Three years ago, she would not come to such a place at all. But now, she had changed drastically.
She smoked and drank. Well, she was not a good girl any more.
The editor had not arrived yet, but her addiction to cigarettes had gone crazy. But she did not have a lighter.
Tracey entered the male toilet as if there were no people around, she heard some noise came from a stall and knocked on the door.
"Buddy, can I get a fire?"
At that moment, she didn't even know who was inside. The man in the bathroom was flushed.
His eyes were as cold as an ice sculpture, and he gave off a chill from head to toe.
"Damn it, how dare that woman drugged me. Is she tired of living?" The man thought. Even she used such a way, she couldn't get what she wanted from him.
He was about to threw up, but the drug had already worked.
The man's whole body was extremely hot. He had an impulse to release.
Suddenly, a female voice sounded. "Buddy, can I get a fire?" Just a few simple words fully lit up his desires.
The memory of three years ago came back, he had never forgotten her voice for these years. Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.
He remembered everything that wild night. That feeling was... The escaped woman was back!
He put on an evil smile. "I don't have a fire, but I have a hard-on."
Hearing his voice, Tracey trembled. This was...She would never forget.
A strange man took her first time on the day of her coming-of-age ceremony. Everything at that night was deeply engraved in her mind.
The harder she tried to forget, the clearer her memory was. She would even wake up with sweat every time she dreamed of that night.
He was the devil!
She tried to run away, but it was too late. She was pulled into the stall by the man's strong hand.
The man pushed her against the door. She struggled. Three years past, she had never expected that they would meet again in such a place.
"Woman, you are the first one who escaped from me. I don't like being fooled." The demon-like voice echoed around her ears.
Tracey smiled enchantingly. Did he really think that she was still an innocent girl?
She saw the man was with thick breath and a flushed face, then she knew what had happened.
"Fine, every dog has his day," Tracey said. She was not frightened this time.
"Yes, But I saved you three years ago. Why don't you save me today?" The man approached her with an evil look.
It was not a dream. She was there.
Tracey was obviously much more beautiful than before. What's more, there was a charming aura from her body to catch him strongly.