CHAPTER 3
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At night, the S clubhouse is lit up with brilliant lights. The seven-story firework fountain is accompanied by elegant music, spouting charming water mist, and famous cars gather in front of the clubhouse. Fashionable men and women who enter and leave are either rich or expensive. Luxurious atmosphere is everywhere.
Amidst a bunch of famous cars, a taxi that was incompatible with the surrounding environment stopped abruptly, and a pair of slender legs protruded from the door. Alice pulled off the car wearing a black low-cut tight skirt.
Her bright red lips, plump curves, and long waist-length hair dyed in light brown and big waves, exudes a charm in the night.
The handsome doorman at the door noticed Alice who got off the taxi early, and a flash of contempt flashed in his eyes: another vain woman who wanted to catch a beetle-in-law!
Reaching out to stop Alice, who twisted her waist and walked towards the golden floor-to-ceiling glass door, the doorman said politely and nonchalantly: “Miss, this is a private club, only members can enter.”
Alice arrogantly raised the business card in her hand, and the golden light dazzled the doorman’s eyes. In City Z, only one person can use a golden business card. That is Allen Smith.
The doorman’s attitude immediately turned 360°, and he bowed respectfully: “Miss, please come in, I wish you a nice evening!” Allen Smith, that is a figure in City Z who covers the sky with only one hand, he is ambitious. Leo dare not embarrass Allen Smith's woman!
With a triumphant smile, Alice shook her long hair pretendingly and stepped into the golden gate.
“Alice!” A surprised voice came from the side. Alice turned her head to see that it was Marco, a high school classmate.
“Alice! Why are you here?” In Alice memory, Marco was an unpromising gangster. After chasing her back then, but she didn’t even care about it.
“Today, our Smith family held a small cocktail party at S. I sent President Smith over. I am his driver now!” Marco's voice was quite complacent. After all, not everyone can be the driver of the Smith family.
“Smith? President Smith? Do you mean Allen Smith?” Alice eyes lit up! She is so lucky! I thought it would take some thought, but I didn’t expect the opportunity to come without any effort!
In the dimly lit suite, Marco was pressing Alice white and tender carcass and working hard, and the air was full of desire…
“Ah… so comfortable! Marco, I didn’t expect you to be so powerful…” In the soft light, Alice half-closed her eyes, shaking her body to enjoy the joy that a man brings to her, while calculating the next move.
After hearing Alice Go's words, the man movements became more fierce.
“Ah… Marco… promised me… you can do it!” The woman twisted her body frantically.
“I can help you drug the president’s wine, but I can’t help you with the next thing! You know, the president only needs a virgin!” The man gasped, but his movements did not stop.
“What?” Alice Go's body temperature suddenly dropped by several degrees, and stopped her almost frantic twisting, her lustful eyes that had not yet receded: “You said Allen Smith only needs a virgin?”
“Yeah! Don’t you know? The first night, it must be a virgin, and no matter what the beauty, the shelf life is only seven days!” Marco's palm rubbed Alice body vigorously.
Alice felt that the blood all over her body had dropped to freezing point! Why doesn’t she know that Allen Smith still has this hobby! What should she do!
Alice squinted her eyes, a bold thought came to mind…
As the night darkened, the two wriggling on the bed gradually calmed down. Alice handed the pill in her hand to Marco, and seductively glued it to his chest: “Marco, everything is up to you! If I succeed in becoming Allen's woman, your benefits will be indispensable!”
Marie, who was working in the restaurant, suddenly felt a vibration in the mobile phone in her pocket, and a call came in.
After a strange call, Marie answered the call: “Hey, sister, is there anything wrong?”
“Come to room 1807 of S clubhouse. Your sister is drunk. Come and pick her up. Remember, it is room 1807.” A man’s voice came on the phone.
“Huh?” Marie was about to talk, and the phone was hung up. Called over, but no one answered.
Marie hurriedly confessed to Jenny, a classmate who also worked part-time in the restaurant, and hurriedly stopped a taxi to the S clubhouse.
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