In a VIP room of Shanyu Hotel, the most luxurious one in River City, a lady in a sari with a beautiful face was lying there, constantly twisting. Her cheek was rosy and her small mouth kept exhaling warm air.

She slowly opened her eyes, feeling the heat in her body getting more and more explosive, then her face suddenly changed.

What's wrong with her?

What shocked her more was that after the door to the room opened and closed immediately, entered a wretched middle-aged man. He approached and squinted at her excitedly.

It made her immediately realize that she was in an extremely dangerous situation.

Instantly, she struggled to get up, picked up the floor lamp next to her, and smashed at the disgusting man's head, while the man subconsciously blocked it with his hand.

In this very short gap, she rushed towards the door, then opened it, and rushed out.

With consecutive actions in one go, only the pain and wailing of the shackled man was left behind her.

Anyone who dares to mess with Willow, he would die or be peeled.

On her way towards the elevator, she felt hotter and heavier, so she tried to open the door next to the room from which she escaped and hid herself.

The door was unlocked and the room was so dark that there should be nobody here.

Willow tried to take a deep breath to ease herself, but that made her felt uncomfortably hotter.

"Who the hell are you! Get out of here!" A rich and deep male voice broke the tranquillity in the dark.

The sudden snarl did not make Willow sober. At this time, she felt even worse and gradually got blurred.

A man?

With the voice so magnetic?

Though apparently with anger, the voice at this moment sounded a bit fascinating to her.

Some vague feeling was growing wantonly deep in her heart and seemed not fade away.

"Another woman comes for free!" The man's tone sounded irritated.

Before Willow got what he said, the man clasped her collar with his strong hands and was going to throw her out.

"Wait! I am going to be with you!" Willow had lost her consciousness for a certain reason right now, and her delicate arms took hold of the man.

With a hissing noise, the upper part of the man's shirt was violently ripped off by Willow. Then her red lips fell heavily on the man's cold ones.

"Cold, but comfortable," said she with her hoarse voice. The shiver of her body completely devoured her sense. At this moment, she wanted to conquer this man.

She tore off the shackles on her body and chase the man's lips clumsily. Her thin hands kept fondling the man's chest under, boldly and forwardly.

"Stupid wild woman, do you know what you're doing?" The eyes of the man in the dark grew profound.

"Hot ... I want ..." Willow breathed quicker, and the heat inside her body burned like an invisible fire. She pressed the man under her very urgently.

"Are you trying to conquer me?" The man's voice was suppressed.

This women's movements were not that skillful, unlike those vain women he met in the past.

The odor filled the whole room.

After the absurd night, Willow woke up from a daze.

The intense pain in her legs made her sober in a moment. The blood on the sheets was so unpleasant to look at.

She tried to think back carefully. First, she was framed by someone last night and then fled to another room. Then there was an indescribable incident with a man as if she had forced him?

Willow ignored her pain at this moment and grabbed the clothes on the ground and quickly put them on. Now all she had to do was to run away before the man was awake. She thought it would be a great trouble if the man blackmailed her.