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chapter 6

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Leonard squinted his eyes. He knew he couldn't make it far and needed to find a room immediately. Stumbling out of the room, his body felt like it was about to explode from ten searing hate coursing through him. His shirt was already soaked through with sweat. 

He staggered his way up to the VIP rooms on the 10th floor. As he was fortunate, it was unlocked and automatically opened. He needed to cool down his body fast. 

As he lifted his leg to step inside, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a woman lurking under the dim whitish corridor light, she was acting suspicious, glancing around nervously, and slowly edging closer to him. 

Leonard rubs his eyes. Despite his increasingly muddled mind, he recognizes her immediately… She was the same woman who was trying to flatter him with drinks earlier. 

With his experience in dealing with women, he could tell what they were thinking with just a glance or a subtle gesture. 

At first glance, he thought this woman seemed demure, beautiful and elegant, a bit refreshing and unique. But at a second glance, her overly revealing low cut dress and her bold moves when toasting him… those sultry, seductive eyes that screamed of her desire to pounce on him - disgusted him. The hypocrisy was nauseating. 

Ruth walked cautiously, carefully checking the room numbers as she went. She was so focused that she didn't notice anyone at the door until she suddenly bumped into Leonard. She let out a startled cry, her eyes filled with surprise and panic. 

“I’m sorry, I'm sorry!” She apologized, her head bowed, trying to sidestep Leonard and move past him. 

But as they passed each other, Leo grabbed her hand, his voice filled with anger and a murderous edge, “ Bitch, no one dares to treat me like this!”

He believed that no one had ever dared to cross his path. Yet here he was, being plotted against by a mere woman, not just less but as hypocritically self righteous as her!

Ruth was stunned and flustered by Leo's sudden action. “S-Sir, what are you doing?”

She was so shocked that she tried to pull her hand away, but the scorching heat from Leo's grip snapped her back to reality. She began desperately trying to yank her hand free. 

“Still pretending?” Leo's shook his increasingly fuzzy head and sneered, “You've been cozying up to me all night, showing off your cleavage, stroking my thigh, all just to climb my bed haven't you?”

He thought she had drugged him, waiting for the moment the drugs took effect for her to carry out the plan. 

Her soft, delicate hand was cool to the touch, a stark contrast to the heat radiating from his body, and he found himself wanting to pull that coolness even closer. 

Ruth's eyes were quickly filled with terror. “W.. What are you talking about?”

“Her voice trembled with anger. “Let go!”When she couldn't break free, she frantically used her other hand to help. In the struggle, Leo's arms were burning against the cool softness of her skin. 

Fire ignited in his eyes, burning brightly.

“Hmmm… YoYou're quite an actress!”

More sweat dripped down his face as he realized that just a cold bath won't be enough to calm him down tonight. 

His gaze locked onto the smooth, pale curve of her neck, and something brutal stirred in him. The decision came cold and immediate. Whoever had dared to drug him had already signed their fate and he would make sure they suffered for it.

Right now, he didn't care if this woman was merely trying tõ seduce him or if she had other agenda. Once tonight is over, he would deal her and ensure she will never cause any more problems. 

 

 The moment he made his decision, Leo hauled the struggling woman into his arms and dragged her into the room. 

****

Across the corridor, a scantily clad woman watched the brief struggle between Leonard and Ruth.

For a heartbeat, shock rooted her in place. Then the sharp slam of the door snapped her back to reality. Tears welled in her eyes, glittering with raw hatred.

Before she could think or move, the door behind her opened without a sound. A strong male hand clamped around her wrist and yanked her inside.

“Ah… ”.

Her scream was cut short as she was hurled onto an enormous bed.

Before she could scramble away, three burly men lunged at her like ravenous wolves.

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