Degrading Mistress

“Dad?” Lotus's eyes widened in shock, disbelief, and anger. It felt as if the temperature had just dropped, making her whole body tremble due to the cold. She couldn't believe that her father would choose to support the enemy's side, despite knowing that Dylan was wrong. Just for his greed. Just for his…

What hadn't Lotus done for Mr. Meyer? Help with the company? Try to be docile and demure despite knowing that she was never his favorite child. Although she had always known that he didn't like her as much as he did with his stepfamily, now she realizes that he doesn't like her at all.

“Elder sister shouldn't have been so rash and posted the video. Marrying brother Dylan is a blessing.” Aster suddenly clung onto Lotus’s hand and whispered in a demure and docile tone, her black eyes shining.

Her face was teary, giving one the urge to console and protect her. If one doesn’t know well, one will think she was the victim.

Lotus's expression turned cold, and she brushed off Aster's hand. A blessing? She scoffed.

Even outsiders knew marrying Dylan was not only degrading but also a disaster; how could her family be the only ones who didn't see it? It's very disgusting. “If it's such a blessing, why don't you marry him?” She retorted coldly, causing the smile on Aster’s face to freeze.

Aster’s eyes turned teary, and her face paled. If one didn't know it, one would think she had been severely punished by Lotus. She twisted her fingers and trembled slightly, panicking. “Elder. Elder sister, I…”

“Enough!” Mr. Meyer's expression changed into a cold one upon seeing Lotus ‘bully’ Aster. "Lotus, don't go too far. You created this mess, and you'll solve it. You've been creating so much mess in the past, but we've always been the ones to clean it up. But starting from now on, you'll clean up your mess.” He declared it righteously.

Shameless. Very shameless. Lotus has never seen such a shameless father before. When had she ever caused a mess? It had always been them creating trouble while she cleaned it up. But for his face, he decided to switch things up. Lotus finally realized how naive and blind she had always been.

Lotus wasn't living in a fairytale at all. Rather, she had always been living a joke.

“Husband, don't scare Lotus too much.” Mrs. Meyer whispered in a soft tone. She reached out and tried to hold Lotus's hand, but the displeased Lotus immediately evaded her hold, making her smile freeze.

She quickly snapped out of it and plastered a gentle smile on her face. “Lotus, you should understand that your father is doing this for the family and the company. You might be annoyed at first, but later you'll realize that your father is only thinking about your future.” She stated.

For her future or his step-family's future? Lotus suddenly felt as if everywhere had turned colder, making her shiver. It was now that she realized that she had no one for her and had been deserted for a long time.

Now she realizes that her shameless family will do anything to make her marry Dylan just for money.

Her eyes turned teary, and her face paled.

Today should've been her wedding day, but she didn't realize that it'd be her day of sadness and she'd have to make a cruel choice instead.

However, for such a disgusting and low man like Dylan, Lotus can't get married to him, and she's determined not to be his mistress either.

Suddenly, an idea flickered through her mind.

Lotus knew she couldn't get married to a man poorer than Dylan, or else her father and Dylan would pressure or bribe him to make him divorce her.

This means that for her to break away from such a nonsensical family and stupid upcoming status, she had to find a richer man to marry before tomorrow!

Thinking like this, she wiped the tears from her eyes.

……..

Late at night, a beautiful slim figure with beautiful but sad eyes, a cute button nose, and shiny plump red lips stepped into the club with a mini bodycon dress, immediately attracting the attention of everyone in the club regardless of gender.

Who could the figure be if not for Lotus, one of the most beautiful ladies in the country?

Lotus took a deep breath and steadily made her way towards the bartender.

After leaving the wedding hall and moping around to escape her father's watch, she finally came to a decision, which was to visit a high-end club.

Lotus knew that many of the truly wealthy families and men in the country regularly visited clubs for meetings, and for that reason, she decided to visit the Imperial Club, one of the most famous and high-end clubs, which only houses the particularly wealthy circle in the country. Many of which her father and Dylan's family can't compare to.

Months ago, due to investment poaching, Lotus was able to visit one of the higher-ups of the Imperial Club.

Although the person and Lotus didn't come to an agreement, the person was pleased with her and ended up giving her a membership card as a reward and an apology for her loss.

Lotus, who wasn't a fan of visiting clubs, had casually thrown the card into her bag. Never did she expect that it'd come in handy one day.

“Peach dew,” Lotus muttered to the bartender, and in front of the bartender, her hand tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, revealing her exquisite face.

Peach Dew is one of the signature creamy alcoholic blended drinks, famously voted as one of the best blends of strong alcoholic drinks in the country.

Not only does it have the delicious, creamy taste that many ladies want, but it also has the strong ability to make one drunk quickly.

The muscular bartender's face reddened slightly as soon as his gaze landed on Lotus, but he quickly snapped out of it and bowed respectfully. “Yes, Miss.”

Lotus nodded and began to sweep her gaze at the club; blasting and cheerful music, excited dancing bodies, cheers, and noises pervaded the club, but somehow she couldn't feel it. She couldn't hear the happiness; all she could hear were Aubree's words from a few hours ago.

‘I told him to make you his mistress if he didn't want to lose both of us. I'm such a sweet and innocent frail woman; how won't he be moved?

You slut!

So what if I'm a slut? Didn't I still have the last win? I'm the wife of your husband, while you are only a degradable mistress. Tsk, your children will truly despise you for being so stupid.

Why? Aubree, why?

Why? Throughout the years, you've always been on a high cloud while I'm what is deemed low and your shadow. I was so jealous of you having it all, so I made a plan to get closer to Dylan. What right do you have to be one of the most beautiful women in the country? What right do you have to have a Dylan who's wrapped around you? I can't take it, so I'll destroy your happiness first. Finally, I've done it. Have your time playing around for the next two days, because from now on, the high Lotus will be at my beckon. A degrading mistress and homewrecker...’

“Ahhh! That slut!” Lotus suddenly yelled and ran her hand into her hair in anger. Immediately, she slammed an empty glass cup on the club floor, her actions causing everyone to go silent.

Everyone stopped dancing, chatting, or doing whatever they wanted to, and they immediately turned to Lotus due to shock.

Lotus was indifferent to the gazes she received and picked up her peach dew, the shocked bartender just handed it over to her.

Without hesitation, she gulped the drink down and continued to order more.

A few seconds later, a rueful smile appeared on her face. Ever since she arrived, none of the men came to approach her; it must've been due to the events that happened that day.

Were they afraid that asking her out would displease her family and Dylan, or were they afraid that Lotus would someday do the same thing to them once they cheated on her? Or is it because of her shameless father?

Lotus bowed her head tearfully. Was she too forward and cruel? Should she have talked them out? But there's no use crying over spilled milk.

Oh, but she was already crying.

Lotus thought about it and snatched up another drink meant for other customers before pouring it down her throat. Perhaps this was the only chance she had to spend her life as the high Lotus.

After all… Soon, Dylan and her father will find ways to get in and bring her out.

Lotus's heart raced with worry. She wished she was like those FLs. Wasn't it always easy for them to go into clubs and find men immediately? Why is hers different? Why is no one approaching her?

“Ahhh!” Lotus roared and slammed the empty glass on the table. So pathetic! She was so pathetic!

She had always been independent. How could it be that she was the one who needed a man for help?

Continuously, Lotus kept drinking alcohol like water until she lost her sense of reasoning. She suddenly belched and raised her hand.

Seeing the bartender push a blue tequila toward her, Lotus shook her head fiercely as if to signify that she wanted to have no more of the alcohol

The bartender smiled at the beautiful Lotus and picked up the blue tequila toward Lotus. “Here miss. Exclusive and free for you.” He whispered in a soft tone as if he were coaxing a child

Lotus pursed her lips and shook her head fiercely as if to reject the drink

But despite Lotus’ rejection, the bartender kept pushing the drink toward her. “Here. This is better. It’ll make you feel better.” He coaxed

Lotus raised her hand drunkenly and slurred, “Last. Last.” She warned as if she was telling the bartender that after the drink, she didn’t want to be offered another one.

Lotus glared at the bartender but due to her beautiful eyes, it doesn’t make it seem as if Lotus glared at the bartender. Rather it felt as if Lotus was seducing the bartender.

Lotus reluctantly picked up the drink and down it in one gulp.

As if afraid that the bartender would force her to drink another drink, lotus stood up from the chair and began to stagger toward the exit. Her steps were wobbly and she almost fell due to her drunkenness

A waiter stepped forward as if to assist Lotus, “Miss, where do you want to go? I’ll hail a taxi for you.”

Lotus's brows furrowed in confusion but still, she understood two things; She was drunk which meant that getting into a taxi might make it easier for bad men to attack her and she was still running from Dylan and Mr. Meyer

“Not home.” Lotus waved her hand fiercely, the impact almost making her crash on the floor if it weren’t for the waiter’s support. “Private room.”

“Yes, Miss. Room 256.” The waiter conveyed it after a few minutes.

Seeing Lotus's cluelessness, he immediately decided to take her to the room but before he could, he was called by his manager so he had no choice but to hand over the key to Lotus and leave. “Be careful, miss.” The waiter articulated and left

Lotus nodded her head absentmindedly. Using her last reasoning, Lotus began to stagger toward the path that led to her private room

Lotus’ widened eyes were fixated on the number as if she didn’t want to make the mistake of entering another room.

Suddenly, a wave of hotness crashed over Lotus. She trembled and her expression changed immediately. “So hot. Uncomfortable.”

A bizarre change began to take place in Lotus’s body. Her body began to get hotter, and a sense of dizziness and weakness began to surge in her system.

The surroundings began to turn blurry also, making her eyes watered. The door and the rooms seem to turn into two making the drunk Lotus alarm and puzzled

Lotus tilted her head and blinked twice to control the image. Alas! It didn't work. Rather it made her feel worse

Lotus lowered her head, closed her eyes, and massaged her forehead in fluster and bewilderment. Yet, it didn't work.

Immediately, she shook her head slightly to rid herself of the dizziness. Unfortunately, it only made things worse for her.

Her strength continued to diminish with every second that ticked, and her whole system turned hotter, making her extremely uncomfortable.

If not for the bit of rationality Lotus preserved, Lotus would have long ripped her gown off and tossed it somewhere far away

Suddenly, her eyes fell on a number, and she seemed to see it formed the number 256. Without hesitation, Lotus pushed through the door and entered it wanting nothing but to soak in cold water

Before Lotus could take a step forward, a piercing and dangerous stare landed on her body

Before Lotus could blink, the person’s demanding muscular hand wrapped around her waist, which brought her closer to him.

“Stop. Stop.” Lotus wrinkled her nose drunkenly and tried to push the hand that began to run around her skin unrestrainedly all to no avail.

Soon, the hands turned more demanding, and she ended up being tossed about that night until she cried her eyes out and lost her voice before finally fainting.