Chapter 2

Lena woke up with a groggy feeling and headache. She frowned and stretched, then she felt a sharp pain in her lower body. She became fully conscious immediately. A strange man was lying beside her, sleeping peacefully. The man was quite handsome and well-built. He lay with his back facing the ceiling.

"WTF! What happened last night?" she shouted inwardly, trying to recall yesterday's events.

Richard had taken her upstairs, but suddenly, he said that he forgot something downstairs. He opened the door and let her in before disappearing downstairs.

The room was actually occupied, but she didn't notice it due to her condition. A man came forward and romanced her body as if he was expecting her. Lena tried to resist, but her body started acting up. Every touch of the strange man caused shivers to run through her body. He kissed her neck gently; her whole body shivered.

Her lower body was already wetted. One thing led to another, and now... here she was.

Lena covered her face with shame when she recalled last night's event. She didn't need to be told; she had been drugged last night by Richard, and also, he purposely brought her to this room. He must have planned the whole thing with this man.

Tears fell from her face as she cried; she felt betrayed. Her trust shattered. She also felt disgusted for the man who had to use some underhanded means to lay a girl. It was such a dishonorable heart. Now her first time belonged to an unknown man.

Her heart was wrenched with pain. She stood up all of a sudden and quietly dressed up. Before the man could wake up, she sneaked out.

Unknowingly, after she left, the man who had been asleep woke up. He seemed to have been awake before but was reluctant to get up.

"What the hell? That damn Bastoni tricked me," he muttered. He wasn't feeling happy; he was very mad. He could hear her crying, and considering that she was still a virgin, he came to the conclusion that she didn't come of her own volition. She must have been tricked.

All of this was an accident. But would she even believe him?

"Anyway, I think I need to have a word with that Bastoni. It seems he doesn't know his place anymore. I'm sure this has something to do with my father. That old turtle," he cursed.

"But then, she is really beautiful and also my type."

***.

A few minutes later, Lena arrived at Richard's house. After a simple knock, no one answered. She tilted the door handle curiously, and it opened naturally. There was no need to continue knocking, so she walked in immediately, fuming. She was ready to confront him and tell him a piece of her mind.

Of course, that was just an excuse. The truth is, she was still hopeful—very hopeful—that all this might be a misunderstanding. She knew it was wishful thinking, but she still wanted to hear from him.

He wasn't in the living room, so she headed to his room. As she got closer, she heard his gloomy-sounding voice. He probably just woke up.

"What the hell are you saying, Lazarus? What do you mean I took her to the wrong room?"

Lena, who had been about to open the door, paused. She figured she was about to eavesdrop on something important. Luckily, Richard's phone was on loudspeaker.

"You heard me right, Richards. You took her to the wrong room. My boss was displeased. Another bitch was sent to his room, so he thought he had been tricked. He was very angry and swore he wouldn't give a damn," the person at the other end of the phone replied.

"Bullshit! This is bullshit! Don't tell me you and your boss don't want to pay me, and you are giving nonsense excuses. I'm not stupid at all. You think after sacrificing my girlfriend's virgin body, I will allow you to go without paying me?" he cursed loudly.

"Are you calling me a liar?" Lazarus asked, feeling offended. "I'm not lying to you. It was the wrong room, and also, the occupant seems to be a powerful person. I wasn't able to investigate his identity due to his tight security. He might be a billionaire or maybe a powerful official, who knows?"

Lena couldn't listen anymore and burst inside the room.

"You vile bastard! How dare you do this to me? How dare you sell me off like some cheap slut?"

Richard was startled.

"Wait, I can explain." He hurriedly tried to explain, but she didn't give him the chance to.

Smack!

She slapped him.

Richard was in a daze. This was the very first time Lena had ever lifted her hands and slapped him. She had always been a kind girl; he couldn't believe she was this fierce.

Lena left immediately and didn't even look back to see his shocked expression. She ordered a cab outside.

On reaching her apartment, she was quite shocked to see her best friend, Ella, standing on her doorstep with a pizza box.

"Hey, what the hell was keeping you? I have been waiting here for a few minutes now, you know? Don't tell me you slept over with..." She paused when she saw Lena's expression clearly.

"Hey, what happened, sweetheart? Why is your face like this? What did that bastard do to you?" She was genuinely worried, seeing how she looked.

Lena stepped forward and hugged her tightly. She was feeling so emotionally down right now and really needed someone to rely on, and Ella came at the right time. She felt honored by her friend's faithfulness. Even though she was on the night shift last night, she still came to check on her and see how her date went.

It wasn't the first time. Ella had always been there for her, always watching out for her. Their only issue was that she hated Richard and had always advised her to leave Richard that he was no good. She had always hated hearing her bad-mouth Richard, but now she felt that she had really wronged her friend.