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To hell

Author: Azalea Monroe
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-05-30 09:25:44

Chapter 9 , To hell

Cheesy wiped down the bar counter slowly, sighing from time to time. Mr. Leon still hadn’t returned, which made her increasingly uneasy.

Suddenly, the bar door slammed open.

BANG!!

Everyone turned. Cheesy looked up — and felt the blood drain from her face.

"Young Master Daryl."

He stood in the doorway, radiating menace, his eyes blazing as if ready to burn down anything in his way.

“CHEESY EVELYNE!” he barked.

Cheesy froze. “Mr. Daryl…?”

Before she could react, Daryl strode over and grabbed her arm.

“Hey! Let go! Where are you taking me, Mr. Daryl?!” Cheesy shouted, struggling to break free.

But Daryl didn’t stop. Roughly, he dragged her past the whispering guests, straight to a door labeled **VVIP ROOM**.

BANG!!

He slammed the door shut, shoving Cheesy inside and closing it with a loud thud.

“What the hell is this?!” Cheesy shouted, hitting Daryl’s chest.

Daryl glared coldly at her. He stepped closer, pinning her against the wall.

“You trying to run away from me?!” he hissed, his face so close she could feel his hot breath.

Cheesy tried to stay calm, though her knees were trembling. “I just want to quit this job, Mr. Daryl! That’s my right, isn’t it?!”

Daryl narrowed his eyes, his voice low and threatening. “Why? Looking for a new client? Someone richer than me?”

Cheesy clenched her jaw and lifted her chin. She knew that the more honest she was, the more Daryl would try to crush her. So, she chose to lie.

“Of course. I want the good life, Mr. Daryl,” she said flatly. “I need lots of money. I want to be filthy rich again. That’s all.”

Daryl stared at her, his breath caught — as if he wanted to devour her alive.

“Haven’t I got plenty of money? If you just say you regret everything and beg me for forgiveness, I’d give you whatever you want!” he growled, voice hoarse and full of hate.

Cheesy gave a bitter, thin smile. “HAH! Beg you? NEVER!”

One second. Two…

THUD!

Daryl slammed the wall beside her head, making her flinch.

“DAMN IT!” he snarled, his jaw clenched tight.

Cheesy closed her eyes for a moment, holding the pain in her chest. But she refused to show weakness in front of him.

“I told you from the start. I have no regrets,” she said softly. “I think leaving you was the best decision I ever made.”

Daryl grabbed her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him.

“You’re a heartless woman, Cheesy Evelyne,” he whispered sharply.

Cheesy gave a bitter smile. “Thanks for the compliment, Mr. Daryl.”

Daryl stared at her. There was anger. Hatred. But also — pain.

Without another word, Daryl yanked Cheesy toward the door.

“You’re coming with me,” he said coldly.

“Where?!” Cheesy protested, trying to keep up with his long strides.

Daryl glanced back at her with a deadly glare.

“To hell.”

"What?! To hell?!" asked Cheesy.

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