That Christmas Night By Chance

Intro - Christmas Day "How much?" The sweet voice of a young woman in a tight red dress, with slightly wavy hair that complemented her fair and beautiful face, with a small mouth and a petite nose, suddenly stopped in front of a young man sitting on a long sofa in the lobby of a luxurious five-star hotel. Today, Emma Cosmetics, a famous cosmetics company in Thailand, managed by the widowed businesswoman Emma Kamas, who is the company president and the host of the annual employee party, is holding the event on Christmas Day this year. It is a gathering for employees from branches all over the country. Anchisa Primawong (An) She is the PR officer at the Chiang Mai branch and the owner of the sweet voice that just asked the strange young man, "How much?" The lady went out of her way to fly to Bangkok to attend the annual party held at the headquarters today, intending to surprise her boyfriend, who is the head of marketing and works at the same company. Importantly, she and he had just celebrated their first anniversary today and she planned to give him a special gift, which was herself as a present for the day. However, it turned out to be a stroke of bad luck amidst her good fortune that Anchisa discovered the truth before giving herself to him. She had just seen with her own eyes that her beloved boyfriend of one year was living a double life, but he only had one heart to give and should be with only one woman! The image she saw was her boyfriend embracing and dancing with another woman at the party! In a manner too intimate to be just friends. Earlier, she had pretended to joke that she couldn't attend the party because she planned to surprise him, only to be surprised by him instead! Anchisa gritted her teeth in anger but didn't want to lower herself to slap the man and ruin her image, so she walked out of the event with her head held high, seething with anger. Suddenly, a wild idea flashed through her mind. She wanted to spite that flirtatious man by finding someone to take to bed. With that thought, whether it was a whim or intentional, she immediately dialed the number for a male host. Before her two legs brought her to a stop in front of a particularly handsome young man. He was handsome, fair-skinned, tall, with a face resembling a mixed-race! Sitting in the middle of the hotel lobby with an aura that was impossible to ignore. Handsome, clean, and good-looking like this, it could only be the male host she had just called. "So, how much?" When the person in front of her didn't respond, the sweet voice asked again. He stared back at her before the thick eyebrows on his well-shaped face raised slightly. "What do you mean by how much?" The young man looked at the woman in front of him, dressed in a tight red outfit, showing off her beautiful figure, a small waist, and round hips that were pleasing to the eye, not to mention her sweet, oval face, small mouth, and petite nose, but her eyes shone with a defiant look, staring at him unyieldingly. A call girl? No, if she were a call girl, she wouldn't be asking him, "How much?" "It's about why I called you," she bit her lip lightly, speaking softly, which made her look quite cute. The handsome man nodded, seeming to understand her reason, then he smiled slightly and met her gaze. "It's up to you how much you want to give." His deep voice carried an authoritative tone as he replied. "I... I've never hired a host before. You're the first," the woman bit her lip, her previously confident eyes now showing a hint of worry. Indeed, she mistook him for a host. Meanwhile, he found it amusing to pretend to be a host for a free treat, especially since the woman in front of him was very much to his liking. "What do you mean by first?" "I... I've never been with anyone. You're the first, so don't hold back. I've got the money to pay." It was an intriguing offer for Christopher, a young mafia member who had just wrapped up a business meeting at the hotel. "And... um... but if you can make me forget my ex, I'll give you an extra hundred as a tip." A hundred... really? For someone like Christopher, a mafia, he could throw a hundred million off a building, but this woman was bold enough to offer him a thousand dollar. What an insult! "Alright, just don't ask me to stop halfway."