"Adrienne?" a woman next to her called out desperately, panic coloring her voice as she knelt beside Adrienne's motionless figure on the floor. Concerned murmurs rippled through the surrounding crowd, drawing the attention of those nearby. Within moments, a wave of commotion erupted as people hastily gathered around, unsure of what had caused Adrienne's sudden collapse. "Quick! Someone call an ambulance!" Evelyn's commanding voice broke through the chaos. Michael and Linc exchanged tense glances, their eyes fixed grimly on Adrienne's unconscious form. In stark contrast to their tense silence, Ryan darted forward, his concern propelling him to Adrienne's side without a second thought. As the chaos unfolded, a woman's gaze shifted to the forgotten figure of little Brian, unnoticed by the frantic crowd. She approached him gently, her voice soothing, "Come here, Brian. Let's step outside and get some fresh evening air while things settle down, alright?" the woman gently suggested. Br
Adrienne's eyes fluttered open, her vision blurry as she slowly regained consciousness. The glaring lights above her caused her to squint, and the constant hum of hospital machinery filled her ears. As her mind slowly cleared, confusion washed over her, making it difficult to piece together what had happened. "Adrienne," a soft voice called out, breaking through the haze. Turning her head, she saw Richard sitting anxiously by her side. His eyes reflected a mix of relief and concern as he leaned closer. "Richard?" Adrienne's voice came out hoarse and weak, barely above a whisper. Relief washed over Richard's face, and his eyes filled with warmth as he reached out to gently hold her hand. "Thank goodness you're awake, Adrienne. You really had me worried." A faint smile tugged at Adrienne's lips, but her mind was still foggy. "How long was I out?" she asked, her voice trembling. "Three whole days," Richard replied. "Three days? So today is Tuesday?" Adrienne's heart sank, realiz
"So, what did you girls talk about?" Daniel asked, breaking the silence in the car. "Oh, you know, just random things," Adrienne replied, intertwining her fingers with his. "Hmm... what things? Is it some secret girl code?" he inquired with a playful smile. "Yeah, a little secret between us," Adrienne teased, exchanging smiles with him. "Daniel?" "Yes?" he responded, turning to face her. "Should I give you a blowjob?" Adrienne blurted out suddenly, catching him off guard. "What? Blowjob?" Daniel was taken aback by her unexpected question. "Yeah, should I perform oral sex on you?" she clarified, with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Hey, you're drunk," Daniel gently replied, trying to diffuse the situation. "No, I'm not drunk," she denied adamantly. "Well, we're almost at your house. You should get some rest and sober up. We have a lot to do tomorrow," Daniel said, reminding Adrienne of their plans. Disappointed, Adrienne let go of Daniel's hand and crossed her arms, sulki
"Martin isn't around?" Michael repeated, his brows furrowing in confusion. "Yeah," confirmed the man with a shrug. "Where did he go this early Monday morning?" Michael inquired, crossing his arms. "You know I can't tell you that," the man replied. "Come on, man. If it's some top secret mission, then I get it," Michael pleaded. "He just went out for coffee though," the man confessed. "Coffee? Martin did?" Michael was taken aback, his disbelief evident. "I know, right? I was as shocked as you when he informed me before he left," the man chuckled, shaking his head. "Hm. Coffee... coffee..." Michael muttered, his eyes scanning the room before they widened in realization. "Dang it!" he exclaimed, a muffled curse escaping his lips as he sprinted towards the exit. *** Martin sat at a table in the coffee shop, sipping his coffee gently. His eyes were fixated on a woman sitting three tables away from him. Every move she made, every smile she flashed, seemed to draw him in deeper. She
Steve knocked on Martin's door, his knuckles rapping against the wood with a sense of urgency. "Come in." "Boss, the team and I were thinking about going out tonight. It's the last Friday of the month, and we thought it'd be fun to hit the clubs, have a few drinks, and enjoy ourselves," Steve said. "Sure, go ahead," he responded, his tone lacking any enthusiasm. Steve's smile faltered for a second. "Will you join us?" he asked, genuine curiosity tingeing his voice. Martin shook his head, his gaze turning distant. "I have other plans," he replied vaguely. "Oh, really? Where are you off to?" he asked, attempting to mask his curiosity. Without skipping a beat, Martin dismissed the question with deliberate nonchalance. "You guys have fun. You can leave now," he stated, effectively shutting down any further inquiry. Steve nodded, absorbing the subtle message, and bowed before retreating from Martin's study. Once the door clicked shut, Steve clenched his fists, frustration cou
Adrienne quickly rushed into the restroom, her urgency evident. She released a sigh of relief as her pee flowed out forcefully. After finishing up, she made her way to the sink to wash her hands and face, noticing her bare face in the mirror. She stared at herself intently, disappointment evident in her eyes. "I can't believe I let another man touch me," Adrienne whispered to herself, a single tear escaping from her eye. The weight of her mistake weighed heavily on her as she washed her face again. Opening her eyes and looking into the mirror, she gasped in shock, seeing a man standing behind her wearing a black scarf-like mask. Startled, Adrienne protested, "Hey! This is the women's restroom!" However, the man remained still, unresponsive. Calling him a pervert, she tried to leave, only for him to block her way. "Get out of my way!" Adrienne fired, attempting to push him aside. Instead, he skillfully grabbed her right hand, swiftly turning it towards her back and applying e
"She has been in the bathroom for twenty minutes now. Maybe we should go check on her," Leah expressed her concerns. "Do you think she left already? Probably angry because of what happened here?" Bella interjected. "Nah. I know she enjoyed it. She should be more than grateful to me," Sophia replied. "Sophy..." Leah called. "Alright, alright. I'll go check on her," Sophia conceded. She stood up and made her way to the restroom to check on Adrienne, returning in less than a minute. "She is still in the toilet. She said she is feeling embarrassed and we shouldn't disturb her until she is in the mood to come out. And when she eventually does, we should all act like nothing like the lap dance happened," Sophia announced. "Aw. Poor girl feels embarrassed. It's all your fault, Sophia. And you don't even look remorseful about your action,," Bella fired at Sophia. "Why should I? I am happy that what is happening, is happening," Sophia smiled mischievously. "I can't believe you're smilin
"What was that?" Adrienne asked, her voice trembling with fear. "Hold on, I'll go check," Martin assured her, his own anxiety palpable. He quickly slipped on his thong and glanced back at Adrienne. Grabbing her hand, Martin guided her into a stall. "Stay here, no matter what happens. Don't make a sound. I promise, I'll come back for you and get you out safely," he whispered urgently before closing the stall door. As Martin secured his scarf-like mask around his face, his heart raced with anticipation. He slowly opened the restroom door, only to be met by a masked man holding a gun. "What are you doing in the female's restroom?" the man asked. Martin's eyes widened in surprise as he recognized the familiar voice masked by the intruder's disguise. "Steve?" Martin called out, his voice filled with disbelief. "Boss?" the masked man responded. Their eyes locked, and they both removed their disguises, revealing their identities. "What are you doing here? And why are you armed?" Ma