Chap. 1

Chapters. 1

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Asked a thirty-year-old woman with an anxious expression. The look in her eyes even exuded what was in her mind at the moment. Disbelief. Yes, that was what she was thinking about the girl in front of her. 

"Yes, Tania. I have no other choice, right?" Her reply looked desperate.

Tania actually felt sorry for Nara. But she also had no way out. 

"It's okay if you've made up your mind, Nara. Tonight you just come to Dahlia hotel number two hundred and fifty-one. Before entering, wait to hear from me. Because he's a little impatient."

Nara looked hesitant. But the girl who looked so young had no reason to back down. After all, her mother's life had to be saved immediately. 

"Yes, Tania. Can I borrow her makeup and clothes?" Nara asked. 

"Yes, dear." Tania replied while gently rubbing the top of Nara's head. 

At first Nara was hesitant to do something that was always seen as despicable by some people, but when it came to the life of a woman who had given birth and cared for her from childhood, Nara seemed to have no right to hesitate. She would do anything for her mother's health.  

Therefore, tonight Nara came to the hotel mentioned by Tania earlier. 

The girl got off the taxi. Her face looked very pretty with makeup that was not too thick, but made her look different. She looked more mature than her age. It was like two different people when Nara was dressed up like this. 

With graceful steps, Nara entered the hotel lobby. The girl pushed her long hair back. This revealed her white and clean neck and shoulders. Moreover, the dress that Nara was currently wearing had a cleavage so low. So that it shows the bulging lines of two round objects that look very supple and firm. Making all the eyes of men who see her drift and tempted to touch and squeeze them. 

Although still in school, Nara has a very sexy body shape. In addition, her face was very beautiful. If only the girl had been born into a respectable family, perhaps Nara could have become a world-class top model. 

"Isn't it true, this is the place?" Nara muttered while observing her surroundings. 

It would be a lie if Nara wasn't nervous. She was very, very nervous. After all, this was the first time Nara had ever set foot in a hotel. Especially for a business that Nara had never done before. 

Afraid of going up the wrong floor, Nara decided to ask what floor room number two hundred and fifty-one was on. So that she could go straight there without entering the party room that Tania had previously mentioned. Just in case she wanted to see what the client looked like. 

Because for Nara it was all useless. All she had to do was serve the man and leave when it was all over. No need to know or get to know each other. 

Nara approached the reception desk. 

"Good evening. May I help you, Miss?" Asked one of the receptionists very kindly and smiled at Nara. 

Nara tried to look calm. 

"Room number two hundred and fifty-one is on what floor?" Nara asked at last. 

The man who was wearing a hotel uniform that read Hotel Dahlia frowned. Then the man turned to his coworker and got a slow nod.  

"I apologize in advance, Miss. Does Miss have an appointment with a guest here?" The man asked cautiously. For fear of offending a guest at the hotel where he worked. 

Nara nodded. "Yes."

"Can you show me your identity card, Miss?" Asked the other man. 

Without hesitation, Nara took out her ID card from the small wallet she was carrying and handed it to the receptionist. 

The two reception guards checked Nara's ID card. Then they gave it back to Nara. 

"Room two hundred and fifty-one is on the seventeenth floor, Miss," said the receptionist. 

Nara received her ID card back and put it in her wallet. 

"Thank you." she replied briefly. 

"Have a nice evening," the two receptionists said with a friendly bow as Nara walked away. 

***

"Is sir alright?" Asked a woman dressed very sexy. In fact, it could be said that all of her body shapes were almost clearly visible. 

The man who was wearing a suit with a very cold expression on his face threw the woman's hand away very roughly. 

"Take care of your hand properly, if you don't want to lose it!" The man jerked while glancing so sharply. Making the woman freeze instantly. 

"Hahaha... take it easy, Mr. Zack. She's a woman I brought especially for you," said a man with a thick mustache and a beer belly. So that the suit he was wearing looked unflattering on his body. 

Zack glanced sarcastically. The man chose to remain silent while looking around. Looking for his assistant, Nando. Zack disliked being at events like this the most. The atmosphere was so crowded and there were so many disgusting-looking women hanging around. Whether it was a businessman's hired woman who was chatting with him, or their own partner. What was clear was that Zack disliked having his body touched casually by other people. Especially women. 

"How about it, Mr. Zack? Are you interested in the idea I mentioned earlier?" Asked the mustachioed man again. Trying to approach Zack and hoping to establish cooperation with his company. 

Meanwhile, Zack id not respond. The man was busy looking for his assistant, because his head was starting to feel dizzy. 

"Mr. Zack?" 

"This is not a business event. I'm not interested in discussing business under these circumstances," Zack refused firmly. 

Zack immediately left there, even though the mustachioed man tried to hold him back. The man nudged the woman he had paid to flirt with Zack, and motioned for her to follow, when Zack acted so haughty and left anyway. 

The woman did her job. She was paid handsomely by the ugly man. 

"I can't afford to lose my money.  Especially since my target is so handsome tonight," the woman said in a soft voice, as if she was proud to have gotten a good target. Different from the targets she had served before. 

Meanwhile, Zack accelerated his pace. His head was starting to feel dizzy and even his eyesight was starting to look unclear. 

"Damn! He mixed medicine into my drink!" Zack growled when he remembered that he had received a glass of good quality wine from the hand of the man with the mustache. 

Zack realized that he had fallen into the man's trap. With quick steps, Zack headed to his room in the hotel, while trying to take his cell phone from his pocket and call Nando. Before his consciousness was completely taken over by the effects of the drug mixed in his drink earlier. 

***

"Arghh... it hurts ....! Please, stop ....!" A girl shouted while pushing and hitting the man who was trying to break through her defenses. 

Meanwhile, the man continued to try to push with all his might while pressing down on the waist of the girl who was under his control at the moment. 

"You're the one teasing me, bitch."