Love Affair With My Stepson

Chapter 5 Taking Yourself as a Wager

Lily slowly sat up, supporting her body. She tidied up her messy hair and her fair and delicate face was filled with fear, but she was still extraordinarily beautiful.

A kind of captivating beauty.

Unlike the heavily made-up women in the private room, this woman had a light and pleasant makeup, a cold and elegant temperament, and her bright eyes were captivating.

"Lily, the newly appointed executive chairman of the Hall Group."

A scornful voice with a hint of derision.

The crowd first looked shocked, then looked down on her.

So, she was Lily Smith?

The mistress who climbed into Edward Hall's bed with the help of Daniel.

"Daniel, what do you want to do to let me go?"

She locked her cold gaze on Daniel, speaking each word heavily.

With a calm and confident posture.

"Today, the guests present are important clients and major shareholders of the Hall Group, naturally, they need to be served well."

She frowned and thought that “served well?”.

"How should I serve? I don't really understand." This was the first time she had experienced such a scene. She felt uneasy in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face.

"It means that a woman serves a man. I know you're good at that."

Daniel still smiled carelessly, his words were like sharp knives torturing her both physically and mentally.

"Fine."

She smiled and looked up, agreeing.

Next, she imitated the women in the room and poured wine for men, toasted, and accompanied them.

Perhaps because of her identity, no one dared to make things difficult for her or do anything excessive.

After many rounds of drinks, she got drunk, and her face flushed.

In a daze, she felt the world spinning, and someone seemed to have picked her up.

It was a stranger, she knew.

But she didn't struggle, and even had some stubbornness.

To use herself as a bargaining chip.

Maybe she would lose, but what did it matter? Her life was already so unbearable. Was there still hope?

With a bitter smile, tears silently flowed down her cheeks.

Daniel went to the restroom, and when he came back, most of the people in the private room had already left.

And Lily was gone!

He felt a trace of panic, but quickly calmed down.

He sneered, that woman was full of vitality, like a weed, growing willfully and recklessly wherever she went.

Was there any need for him to worry?!

Lily didn't know where she was, her body was hot and uncomfortable, and her back was against something soft.

It should be a bed.

Outside the door, there was a conversation between a man and a woman, with a soft voice, as if they were plotting something.

"Why do you ask so many questions? Tonight, she is yours, do whatever you want with her."

The woman's bright voice entered Lily's ears, feeling somewhat familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere before.

The man fell silent for a moment, and there was a hint of hesitation in his voice, "I dare not just sleep with a woman of unknown, I have my principles."

The woman became impatient and scolded coldly, "To hell with your principles! I didn't see your principles when you participated in those s****l parties!"

The man smirked, "Haha, I know you care about me, but remember, after everything is done, not a cent less."

"Why waste words? Hurry up!"

The door slammed shut, followed by the sound of the woman's high heels retreating.

Lily struggled to open her eyes, crawled up from the bed, and her legs were weak, making it impossible for her to stand steady. Everything in front of her was also blurred.

She realized that danger was approaching her.

She didn't know what their intentions were, but it was certain that they were not good.

She suddenly regretted her bet with herself.

She was truly foolish.

After so long, Daniel should have already noticed that she was missing, but he had not come to find her.

She really was an unimportant person.

"Little beauty, awake? It's better to be awake, being alive is better than being dead."

The man's lewd voice gradually approached, and from behind, he hugged her and pushed her onto the bed, forcefully tearing her professional suit, the tearing sound of fabric making her feeling fragile and chilling.

While forcibly kissing her, the man unbuttoned her shirt, dense kisses falling heavily on her cheeks and neck, making her sick.

"Let go of me! Who are you! Bastard, let go of me!"

She struggled and resisted, in a miserable state, tears had already wet her cheeks, in a panic, she called the name of that person, "Daniel, where are you, save me—Daniel!"