CLAIMING THEIR QUEEN

Sarah steeled her resolve, picked up the wine glass from the table, and downed it in one gulp.

As the amber-colored liquor slid down her throat, her delicate cheeks flushed crimson, radiating an irresistible sensuality.

“CEO Adrian, can we sign this proposal now…?”

The dashing and charming Adrian gave a subtle nod to his assistant standing nearby, who promptly brought over another glass of imported liquor.

Adrian spoke in a deep, seductive voice:

“Don’t rush, Sarah. Finish this glass first, then we’ll talk business!”

Upon hearing this, Sarah knew there was no escaping this drinking session. Frowning, she downed glass after glass until her mouth turned bitter.

She’d come to discuss a Contract, not to be a drinking companion, but if she didn’t keep the client happy, there was no way she’d be able to secure the deal.

Her assistant, Emily, watched as Sarah was forced to drink glass after glass, so anxious that tears were welling up in her eyes, yet there was nothing she could do.

Sarah waved her hand, signaling to Emily not to worry, but her body—which could barely stand—immediately gave her away.

In no time at all, the heat in her body spread to her neck and ears, and her crimson cheeks, as radiant as a sunset, made Adrian’s breathing grow heavier for a few beats. He couldn’t help but loosen his collar with his long fingers.

This drink has been spiked!

The realization struck Sarah like a bolt from the blue. She couldn’t worry about the unfinished Contract right now—escaping from the watchful gaze of CEO Adrian was the top priority!

But she could barely stand. She stumbled, spilling the amber-colored liquor and soaking her white blouse.

She quickly made up an excuse:

“Mr. Adrian, I’m so sorry. I’m going to change my clothes!”

She gave Emily a subtle nod, and Emily immediately understood and nodded back.

Only then did Sarah feel slightly relieved. Leaning against the wall, she suppressed the restlessness in her body, bit her lip, and walked out of the private room.

It’s so hot… My whole body feels so hot…

The drug’s effects were gradually spreading, coursing through her entire body.

In the circular corridor of the five-star hotel, she staggered along, the click-clack of her high heels coming in fits and starts.

Her vision grew blurry, and she felt her senses slowly failing her.

She stumbled, and finally, unable to control herself, she fell forward. Her eyes shut tightly as if anticipating danger, waiting for the inevitable, excruciating pain.

But to her surprise, she didn’t hit the ground in a heap; instead, she was caught by a pair of strong, powerful arms.

The faint scent of men’s cologne wafted into her nostrils, further clouding her already dizzy mind.

Who was this man?

It didn’t matter anymore… It could be anyone… As long as he could take her away…

Victor frowned as he looked at the woman who had thrown herself into his arms.

Her petite frame trembled unceasingly, and her fair, rosy face still bore traces of fresh tears. She resembled a white rabbit overcome by terror, and to his surprise, a flicker of pity welled up within him.

Surrounded by opulent splendor, the petite woman in his arms seemed all the more fragile. The wine stains on her white blouse hadn’t yet dried, and her disheveled clothes were particularly evocative.

“Take me away… take me away…”

Her rosy lips kept murmuring indistinctly. Her tightly closed eyes, which revealed a hidden pain beneath her delicate beauty, made the man’s thoughts wander uncontrollably.

Sarah’s entire weight rested on Victor, yet she could barely walk steadily.

Her curvaceous body brushed against him, throwing him into a state of confusion; even her disheveled clothes could not conceal Sarah’s alluring figure.

He took a deep breath, slipped his hands around the crooks of her slender legs, and swept her into his arms in a side-hug.

“Mmm… what are you doing…”