A Loveless Deal

Chapter 3 She Was Completely Naked

Ruben was pouring a substance into a drink. "Once you get Vinnie to drink this, she'll be all over you like a mare in heat, begging to be ridden all night."

"Nice. The deal's yours then," Andy responded. "I heard Vinnie was your fiancée. You sure about this?"

"Freebies come with no regrets," Ruben laughed.

Ruben was really a jerk! He had already caused so much trouble to her, and he was actually trying to let her please another man!

Vinnie's fists clenched tightly, a part of her yearning to charge at Ruben and punch him hard.

However, her head was already spinning from the alcohol, clouding her judgment further. With great effort, she staggered away, trying to maintain some semblance of clarity. But it wasn't long before Andy spotted her in a secluded corner of the hall.

Barely able to keep her eyes open, she saw Andy approaching and managed to sit up on the couch, forcing a radiant smile.

Andy was stunned by her beauty. After a while, he finally handed her a contract and put it on the table. "The contract's here, babe. Sure you're in a state to sign it?"

Vinnie looked up. Andy was staring at her with a smirk, his lecherous gaze almost piercing through her skin. She numbly grinned. "Why not?"

Then, she picked up a pen and smoothly signed her name.

"Bravo!" Andy turned to grab two drinks from a waiter, handing her a champagne. "To celebrate our successful collaboration!"

Vinnie's heart clenched; she knew this was the drink Ruben had spiked.

She smiled, took the champagne, and clinked it against Andy's martini. "To your successful collaboration."

Before Andy could react, she smashed the spiked champagne, glass and all, over his head.

"Ouch!"

Andy cried out, stumbling backward and crashing to the floor. Vinnie grabbed the contract, signed with "f**k you all", and threw it down on him. "How's it feel to be kicked by a mare?"

Furious, Vinnie stormed off but was blocked by a figure. It was Ruben.

He eyed her with disdain and interrogated her, "Vinnie, why are you being so unreasonable? How could you hurt Mr. Cook?"

After a short pause, he added, "Don't you understand what Mr. Cook's order means to our company? Can't you stop being so capricious?"

In a flash of anger, Vinnie grabbed a nearby glass of champagne and splashed it in Ruben's face. "Shut your mouth!"

"Vinnie, I did this for the company and our future!" Ruben stepped closer, gripping her wrist.

"Get lost! You piece of s**t!"

Vinnie kicked him hard in the groin.

Ruben released her wrist, doubling over with pain.

Vinnie then smashed the glass over Ruben's head, a grim satisfaction washing over her as blood began to trickle from his forehead. If it weren't illegal, she would gladly slit his throat with the shards of glass.

Still dizzy, Vinnie exited the club.

It was a rainy night, and Vinnie was soaked to the bone.

Just then, a car's headlights flashed, and a sleek, understated Maybach pulled up beside her.

The window rolled down, revealing a somewhat familiar face.

"Ms. Kit, need a ride?" Borys asked with a smile.

Vinnie's mind was foggy, and she couldn't hold on any longer, leaning against the car door and collapsing.

"Ms. Kit!" Borys' smile vanished as he burst out of the car and caught her before she hit the ground.

Vinnie was jolted awake from a nightmare in which she had drunk that spiked wine, and Ruben watched as Andy took her to a hotel.

Suddenly, she felt someone touching her.

Startled, Vinnie snapped her eyes open and swung her hand out in defense, slapping away the unwanted touch.

Damn it, you old perv!

But then, a hand caught hers. "Ms. Kit, is this how you treat your savior?"

Vinnie looked down and screamed.

"Ah!! s**t!!"

Her dress was gone! Her bra was gone! She wasn't wearing underwear!

She was completely naked!

Vinnie grabbed the blanket and wrapped it tightly around herself, glaring fiercely at the person before her.

"Borys! What are you trying to do?!"