The music blaring, the dimly-lit figures wriggling like crazy... It was like a band of devils dancing wildly late into the night in this bar.

Zoe filled a glass of wine, clinked it with her best friend, Yilia Smith, and drained the cup. Thereafter she flung his cup on the table, and said, "I'm telling you, Yilia, don't get married... Really, men are all coveting what's in other people's bowls. Three years! Hic...what's the point of me being around him for three years? He still only has his white moonlight in his heart..."

When Sophia came into her mind, she smiled bitterly and drank several large glasses in a row.

Yilia was a voluptuous and beautiful woman, who attracted a lot of attention as soon as she entered the bar, but she ignored them all. She sighed, instead, with all her sincerity and earnest at her good friend who was now immersed in love woe, "I wasn't in favor of your marriage in the beginning. You were so bullheaded that any other good guys never appealed to you. You're the only one that treats a trashman like a treasure. Well, stop drinking. You're hurting yourself even more. "

She pointed at those people dancing around, "Look around! There's a whole bunch of guys richer and more handsome than Lucas. You can pick any one of them at random with a luck better than getting Lucas. Go! Go dance! After three years of being tortured by marriage, now you are finally free!"

Zoe mumbled in response, feeling her stomach was churning to the point that she didn't hear the latter part of Yilia's words before being pulled onto the dance floor by Yilia. The deafening sound squeezed her heart as if someone were reaching out and churning in her stomach.

She felt very uncomfortable and wanted to puke

She was knocked by someone and stumbled with her vision blurred a bit. That was when her arm got grabbed by someone and the lusty laughter sounded from behind her. A hand groped up her waist, "Would you like to join us for a drink, pretty?"

"No, no..." she stood unsteadily, and the man behind her took her in his arms in a smooth motion, making it look like a couple of intimate lovers in a hot dance.

She heard the man say, "Do you wanna play some game with me, naughty girl?"

"No... Yilia..." she subconsciously pushed him away, calling out to Yilia.

The man saw that Yilia was coming this way, so he covered her over the mouth and forcibly dragged her off the dance floor into the men's room.

Zoe was pinned against the wall by the man, her back painfully hurting from the banging pain. The pain sobered her up a bit, and when she looked up, she saw a nasty face approaching her which frightened her and got her sobered up some more. She tried with all her energy to push him away, but her efforts to fight only spiced the scene up to the man.

He grabbed her by the neck lest she should cry out loud, took a pill out of his pocket, and threw it into her mouth. The tablet melted in her mouth and slid down into the esophagus...

Soon after that, Zoe felt an evil fire ignited within her!

"Little coquettish babe, the look on your face is so damn tempting, making me so horny. Don't move. I'll make you beg for more in no time..."

The man's evil voice sounded beside her ears, and she vaguely realized what pills she had taken was. She began struggling violently, "Let go of me..."

The man didn't expect such a sudden increase in her strength and lost catch of her. Having lost the ball just before he was about to cross the goal line, he hurried to chase her while cursing!

There seemed to be no one else in the bathroom. He caught up with Zoe who was faltering in a few steps, yanked her by the hair, and dragged her down to the ground before he went up and locked the bathroom door. Then he turned around with an evil smile, "What's the point of running? We're here to have some fun. So, why not have some fun together?"

Zoe struggled to get up almost with all her strength, but the evil fire in her body was burning more and more furiously. Under the effect of alcohol, her body was extremely sore and feeble, and she watched in terror as the man approached, "No... Stay away from me... "