She knew she had been drugged!
Last night she finished dancing and the DJ next to her handed her a glass of wine. She was hot from dancing and gulped down a mouthful. She didn't expect there to be something wrong with the wine!
In this circle, many men wanted to get her, she was always very careful. But was set up by her most familiar partner, who would have thought that he also had such thoughts. Especially when hearing that she is about to leave Manchester, yet resorted to such despicable means.
She has to leave here, must leave immediately!
There was a fire burning inside her body, she was sweating all over, and her blood was even flowing rapidly in reverse, about to boil over in an instant.
So hot! Getting hotter and hotter! She's so hot she wants to strip off her clothes!
But no, this is a high-end bar and tonight is masquerade night. All customers entering must wear masks and dress up to gain entry.
She wore a bright red high-low dress, wearing a red fox mask. Tomorrow is going back, thinking of going back, her mood was even more downcast.
But she had no reason to stay in Manchester any longer, and there were more important things waiting for her at home.
This high-end bar and lounge requires all customers to register their identities before entering. The owner of the bar usually doesn't allow such things to happen, which is why she was so carefree and lost her original vigilance. After drinking that glass of wine, within a minute, she felt unwell in her body.
She yearned for something, a vague flavor that a man should have. She was surrounded by men, wild Western men, but her consciousness rejected them and struggled to escape.
When she ran out, she felt that all her clothes inside were already soaked with sweat!
She took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to tear off her clothes, and felt footsteps behind her. She ran forward in large strides, seemingly spotting an elevator, and rushed inside without hesitation.
The elevator doors closed in just one second.
She bumped into a warm wall, a bit hard, a bit hot, but very comfortable.
She lifted her gaze and saw a man's face. Deep facial features, sharp eyebrows, high nose bridge, thin lips. This was an oriental man! Subconsciously she thought this should be a Chinese person.
The smell of men is so good and comfortable...
She sighed and her body's desire grew stronger. She succumbed to her body's craving and uttered a few words: "Help me..."
The man looked down at her, the woman wore a fiery red fox mask, she had a pair of very beautiful black eyes, eyelashes slightly curled up, blinking like two small fans, inexplicably fanning his heart itchy.
She felt her body becoming increasingly out of control, her limbs trembling all over, a suppressed wave of heat surging up, almost drowning her.
"Help me...please..." She clung to the man, her lips pressed against his neck. It felt so soft and comfortable!
The man was kissed by her like this, and goosebumps appeared on his body. A certain part of his body quickly recovered.
"Girl, do you know what you're doing?" His eyes dimmed, and his hands unconsciously wrapped around her waist.
"So comfortable...... help me......" Her voice was as gentle as water, his arm was so powerful, she was completely on him, and began to rub against him.
"Damn it!" He bumped into a woman who had been drugged, he reached out to remove her mask, but the woman reacted extremely quickly and grabbed his hand.
"No... " She hadn't completely lost consciousness, perhaps she knew what to ask the man for help, but he didn't want her to take off his mask. "Only this is not allowed, help me..."
The man suddenly felt a sense of interest, and the woman was clearly from the bar downstairs. Judging by her attire, she was definitely a nightclub girl.
He dislikes women who frequent bars and clubs, they're too dirty!
But the woman in front of him had a pair of enchanting eyes, whispering seductive words in his ear, and he was actually stirred up by her to have an urgent need within a few seconds.
