Chapter 5

I carried them into the VIP room numbly. The room was huge, and the elite clients were all lounging on the couches.

In the middle were women who were barely conscious, letting themselves be manhandled.

I set Shannon and Jadine down and was about to leave when someone called out to stop me. “Hold on. Wake them up, then stand right there and watch.”

I clenched my fists. This was George Leland, my boss’ son, the man really running things behind the scenes. I could not afford to cross him.

Everyone was staring at me like a pack of wolves. I swallowed my pride and did as I was told.

Then, I put on a smile. “Whatever you say, Mr. Leland. I’m on it. No questions asked.”

He laughed and turned to the others. “See? He’s practically a lapdog.”

This kind of verbal abuse was nothing new to me. After all, I was just a coward.

As I was about to pull Shannon’s pants down, she mumbled, barely coherently, “You idiot. We only came because we knew it was you, Jordan. I’ve... had a crush on you for ten years...”

My heart clenched, and my whole body felt like it had been struck by lightning. I was shaking all over and could not bring myself to do it anymore.

George was already losing patience. “Useless! You can’t even get her undressed without dragging your feet. Boys, you’re up!”

His lackeys shoved me out of the way and started ripping at their clothes.

George grabbed them by the hair and forced them to look at me.

“Get a good look. He’s the one who handed you over to me. Do you know how much I’ve dropped on Golden Flowers? Do you know how much he’s made off me?

“Two hundred thousand dollars! That’s enough to buy both your lives!”

Shannon sobbed. She said in disbelief, “No, that’s not true. My Jordan would never do that!”

Jadine frantically told me to run. “Jordan, run! Don’t worry about us!”

Me, run? I smiled bitterly. Where exactly was I supposed to run to?

George could no longer hold himself back. He undid his belt and had Shannon and Jadine pinned down. They had no strength to struggle at all.

His laugh was revolting. “Now these two are top shelf. Better than any of the ones before!”

I turned my head away, wanting to leave.

However, even after Shannon had seen the ugly side of me, she still said, “Jordan, just go. I don’t blame you.”

Her words broke me. Her calm was worse than any accusation. It shattered my last bit of self-control, and I blurted out a secret I had been hiding for eight years.