The hustle and bustle made Jenna roll her eyes. She didn't like this crowded, stifling atmosphere. What she wanted was her room, a quiet and peaceful room where she could sit and read while listening to soft music.
But this extremely loud music was almost beyond her tolerance. She wanted to leave this place, but she couldn't, because that man, that evil man, according to the sources she had heard, would be coming to this place soon. Jenna tried to pull down her short black skirt, which was beginning to feel uncomfortable. This waitress uniform was extremely uncomfortable, with the cleavage so low and the skirt so short, Jenna felt like she was being forced to pretend to be someone she didn't know. Her eyes narrowed again. "I really do look like a slut," she sighed, then a noise from the direction of the entrance distracted her, her eyes searched and there he was... The man was there, and he was surrounded by so many burly bodyguards. Jenna unconsciously snorted. "Well, since he's a bad guy who likes to hurt people, he must have a lot of enemies who want to kill him." She planted her feet curiously, trying to get a good look at the man. Sean Anderson, a feared figure in the business world. He will not hesitate to destroy anyone who gets in his way. Anyone who dares stand up to him will end up in tragedy. "Like my father, like my entire family." Jenna sighed bitterly. Her family had once been well off, her father had been a successful businessman and they had been very wealthy. To Jenna, her family had been a happy family, even though her mother was a frail, sickly woman, but still a perfect mother. Everything seemed so happy, everything seemed so perfect. Until Sean Anderson came into their lives. He was intrigued by the rapid growth of Jenna's father's business and wanted to become a partner. At first, her father wasn't interested, content with his own business, but Sean wouldn't give up. He tried different ways of approaching her father. And somehow her father finally succumbed to the power of Sean Anderson. The power of a dark demon that, once seized, would not let go. Eventually, everything was taken over and controlled by Sean. Her father had no rights other than the monthly rations for himself and his family. Jenna's family was immediately plunged into poverty. Their luxurious home was confiscated and they were forced to move into a small, modest house and try to make ends meet on their own. Without the servants who worked for them as before. Jenna could bear it all. But her mother couldn't. She got sicker and sicker, thinner and thinner, crying more and more at night, and then one morning her mother was found dead in the kitchen. After her mother's death, her father was devastated. He began to get drunk, sometimes screaming and crying alone on lonely nights, and then one day her father drove the car, their only remaining possession, and crashed it into the parapet until the car rolled over several times then her father died instantly. Jenna is alone. She was determined to get revenge, by any means necessary, and from then on, she investigated everything about Sean Anderson. Where he lived, what his schedule was, and what he liked to do. She collected and organized all this information. When Jenna learned that Sean spent a lot of time with his girlfriends at this upscale club, she quit her job as a kindergarten teacher and applied to be a waitress there. Now she had smeared an undetectable poison on the bottom of the glass that had been specially prepared for Sean Anderson tonight. Sean Anderson would not use the same glasses as everyone else. They were exclusive, reserved for him, and this afternoon, while pretending to clean the bar, Jenna had sneaked into the special storage area and applied the poison to them. All Sean had to do was take a sip from the poisoned glasses and Jenna's revenge would be avenged. * * * Sean Anderson felt dark tonight. He didn't know why, but he felt like beating someone up, or killing someone if necessary. The club owner himself, who welcomed him. Of course, considering how much he owed Sean. The fat man quickly led him to the best VIP seats. "You can choose anyone to accompany you," he murmured in a fawning tone. Sean stared disinterestedly at all the women there, who stared at him with expectant eyes, hoping to be chosen. "Too cheap," he muttered to himself. All people in this world were cheap and sycophantic. He decided not to choose anyone when his eyes fell on a woman. A woman who seemed out of place in this luxurious nightclub. She was wearing an extremely sexy outfit, but she looked uncomfortable. A wicked smile unconsciously appeared on his lips. "I want her," he muttered, pointing at Jenna. It was said in a low, lazy tone, but the echo was heard throughout the room. For some reason, the bustling atmosphere fell silent and Jenna felt all eyes on her as she leaned against the bar, lost in her own thoughts. Nervously, she straightened up, trying to meet everyone's gaze, then her eyes fell on those eyes. The pale blue eyes that were almost translucent, making the pupils appear so black and sharp. "Hurry up and get over there. He wants you." The bartender behind her whispered, as if afraid that if Jenna didn't comply with Sean's wishes quickly, it would be fatal. Jenna frowned at Sean, trying to challenge the man's eyes that still looked at her so intently without expression. "Would... would..." Jenna cleared her throat because her voice was so hoarse, "Would you like a drink?" Sean just stared at her for a few tense moments, then nodded his head. "Bring me one, my usual." The bartender quickly mixed Sean's favorite drink, and Jenna's hands shook as she carried the tray of drinks. 'Just a little more Jenna...' she muttered, trying to encourage herself. 'Just a little bit more and all your grudges will be avenged.' She said the words in her heart like a prayer. With shaky steps she approached Sean who was sitting like a king, waiting for her. "Please," she said as she placed the glass on the table in front of him. 'Hurry up and drink it and then go to hell.'Jenna prayed silently.Jenna placed the poisoned drink on the table in front of Sean, "May you die quickly and go to hell! She prayed silently.But it seemed that God still wanted Sean alive, because the man didn't seem interested in touching the drink. Instead, his eyes fell on Jenna and he looked at her sharply."Sit down." He snapped his fingers, then looked at the seat next to him.Jenna's entire body jerked at such an arrogant command. Unconscious hatred flashed in her eyes. How dare he order me like that? She mused.Another waitress nervously pushed her to sit down, obeying Sean's request, so Jenna was forced to sit next to him."What's your name?" Sean stared at her intently. Not even a glance at the drinks on his table.Jenna was prepared for this question, her pseudonym, "Sarah," she answered stiffly.Sean frowned at her intently, then his fingers suddenly reached out and pulled Jenna's chin closer so he could study her face closely, "I've never seen your face here before.""Uh... she... she's our
Arriving at the parking lot, a second after Jenna was dropped off, she ran with all her might to get away, but only a few steps in, the rock hard hands grabbed her again.Jenna struggled but couldn't fight back, frustrated she bit down on the hand holding her with all her strength. The bodyguard moans as he curses, while Sean just stares at the commotion in front of him, chuckling with amusement.Jenna tried to struggle, biting and kicking until she was exhausted, staring breathlessly at Sean with a hateful look, still in the strong grip of his bodyguard.Sean returned her look with a wickedly sweet smile, "If you promise to be nice, maybe I'll offer you a comfortable place next to me in the car.""You're dead!" Jenna snapped angrily.Sean chuckled again, "Okay, you asked for it." With a nod, he ordered his bodyguards. "Put her in the trunk!"Of course, it didn't take his bodyguards long to throw Jenna's body into the trunk and lock it from the outside.The ride was long and agonizin
"Do you think she's ready for me?" Sean had changed into a black silk nightgown and sat down on the sofa in his room. Calmly, the man took a sip of his wine, then looked at Taylor, his personal bodyguard and confidant, who stood before him with his trademark expressionless face. "I think she is ready, but not to surrender to you, but to kill you. The look in her eyes is a hateful and murderous one," Taylor replied half-jokingly. Sean smiled slightly at this answer, "Yes, her eyes are burning and hateful. He took another sip of his wine and closed his eyes, "But you know how much I want to have her tonight. "Yes, I know," Taylor replied calmly, "are you going to force her?" "I don't like to force women, you know that." He was used to being surrounded by women who submitted to him because no woman could resist Sean Anderson's charms. With his dark hair, pale blue eyes and aristocratic face, you could almost say he was as perfect as an angel. If only his eyes weren't so cold, unf
"Do you think she's ready for me?" Sean had changed into a black silk nightgown and sat down on the sofa in his room. Calmly, the man took a sip of his wine, then looked at Taylor, his personal bodyguard and confidant, who stood before him with his trademark expressionless face. "I think she is ready, but not to surrender to you, but to kill you. The look in her eyes is a hateful and murderous one," Taylor replied half-jokingly. Sean smiled slightly at this answer, "Yes, her eyes are burning and hateful. He took another sip of his wine and closed his eyes, "But you know how much I want to have her tonight. "Yes, I know," Taylor replied calmly, "are you going to force her?" "I don't like to force women, you know that." He was used to being surrounded by women who submitted to him because no woman could resist Sean Anderson's charms. With his dark hair, pale blue eyes and aristocratic face, you could almost say he was as perfect as an angel. If only his eyes weren't so cold, unf
Arriving at the parking lot, a second after Jenna was dropped off, she ran with all her might to get away, but only a few steps in, the rock hard hands grabbed her again.Jenna struggled but couldn't fight back, frustrated she bit down on the hand holding her with all her strength. The bodyguard moans as he curses, while Sean just stares at the commotion in front of him, chuckling with amusement.Jenna tried to struggle, biting and kicking until she was exhausted, staring breathlessly at Sean with a hateful look, still in the strong grip of his bodyguard.Sean returned her look with a wickedly sweet smile, "If you promise to be nice, maybe I'll offer you a comfortable place next to me in the car.""You're dead!" Jenna snapped angrily.Sean chuckled again, "Okay, you asked for it." With a nod, he ordered his bodyguards. "Put her in the trunk!"Of course, it didn't take his bodyguards long to throw Jenna's body into the trunk and lock it from the outside.The ride was long and agonizin
Jenna placed the poisoned drink on the table in front of Sean, "May you die quickly and go to hell! She prayed silently.But it seemed that God still wanted Sean alive, because the man didn't seem interested in touching the drink. Instead, his eyes fell on Jenna and he looked at her sharply."Sit down." He snapped his fingers, then looked at the seat next to him.Jenna's entire body jerked at such an arrogant command. Unconscious hatred flashed in her eyes. How dare he order me like that? She mused.Another waitress nervously pushed her to sit down, obeying Sean's request, so Jenna was forced to sit next to him."What's your name?" Sean stared at her intently. Not even a glance at the drinks on his table.Jenna was prepared for this question, her pseudonym, "Sarah," she answered stiffly.Sean frowned at her intently, then his fingers suddenly reached out and pulled Jenna's chin closer so he could study her face closely, "I've never seen your face here before.""Uh... she... she's our
The hustle and bustle made Jenna roll her eyes. She didn't like this crowded, stifling atmosphere. What she wanted was her room, a quiet and peaceful room where she could sit and read while listening to soft music.But this extremely loud music was almost beyond her tolerance. She wanted to leave this place, but she couldn't, because that man, that evil man, according to the sources she had heard, would be coming to this place soon.Jenna tried to pull down her short black skirt, which was beginning to feel uncomfortable. This waitress uniform was extremely uncomfortable, with the cleavage so low and the skirt so short, Jenna felt like she was being forced to pretend to be someone she didn't know. Her eyes narrowed again. "I really do look like a slut," she sighed, then a noise from the direction of the entrance distracted her, her eyes searched and there he was... The man was there, and he was surrounded by so many burly bodyguards. Jenna unconsciously snorted. "Well, since he's a