Wrong Contract With Mr. Hart

"Welcome, Mr. Hart. Are you looking for a woman to have some fun tonight?" a bartender asked when he saw Darren Hart, a VIP customer of the club, sitting at the bar.

"No, I just want a drink. Make me my usual," Darren ordered.

While waiting for the bartender to prepare his drink, Darren wandered around one of the most luxurious nightclubs in the city. He only went to a nightclub for two reasons; to drink or to have a one-night stand with an unknown woman. Despite the fact that he frequently got drunk and ended up in a hotel room with a woman.

But tonight Darren had only come to the club to drink. He was so exhausted from work that he didn't want to flirt with women and wanted to relax with drinks.

Until someone suddenly appeared and drank the drink he ordered without permission, disturbing the peace Darren craved.

"Aaaah~" Vivianne White sighed in satisfaction after drinking almost half of Darren's drink. "Make me something better. Give me the most expensive drink! I have so much money that I'll buy all the most expensive things in this place!"

Darren frowned as he looked at Vivi, whose voice sounded rambling. And the longer he watched Vivi babbling while waiting for the bartender to prepare her order, the more Darren realized that his intention to come to this place slowly changed because of the woman sitting next to him.

"Where are you going?" Darren grabbed Vivi's wrist to stop her from leaving after tasting her drink.

Vivi squinted her eyes at him, apparently too drunk to see how handsome the man talking to her was.

"Don't you have to take responsibility after drinking my drink, miss?" asked Darren, who had started his move to get Vivi as his date tonight.

"Oh, you want a drink? Order it. Order whatever you want, the expensive ones. I'll buy it for you," Vivi said while trying to free her hand from Darren's grip, which unfortunately made Darren tighten his grip even more.

"I don't need a drink," Darren replied as he moved closer to Vivi's. He narrowed the gap between them till he could feel Vivi's breath on his face.

"I want you," Darren added, his desire expressed in a seductive whisper. "Would you like to have a little fun with me tonight, miss?"

Vivi blinked carefully, trying to process what Darren had just spoken to her. She was already very drunk, but the little bit of awareness she still had made her jump when she felt Darren's breath on her neck at the same time she understood what the stranger was saying.

"Wait! Hey!" Vivi pushed Darren's chest just as he was about to place his lips on her shoulder, causing him to look at her with both eyebrows arched as his pleasure was cut short.

"I'm married. Look at this. This is my wedding ring," Vivi said as she showed him the wedding ring on her ring finger.

"You're married?" Darren asked, moving his hands away from Vivi's body. He could play with any woman he wanted, but he never wanted to play with another man's lady.

"Yes..." Vivi responded by bowing her head, her eyes falling on the wedding ring that remained on her finger despite the fact that her marriage had ended a few hours before.

"But not anymore. I'm divorced," Vivi said again in a sad voice that only made Darren more excited.

"You're divorced?" Darren asked in a worried way, but his eyes showed excitement.

"He prefers his secret lover over me," Vivi said without realizing if her sadness might invite wolves to prey on her.

"Oh, that's a shame. Take a seat. Let me buy you a drink." Darren said as he forced Vivi to sit down once more. "You can tell me anything now. You'll be so relieved to have someone listen to all your concerns."

***

"Ah! Finally we're here."

Darren laid Vivi's body on the bed before stepping back to look at her. He admired Vivi's beautiful body, which still looked seductive even though the woman was wearing a shirt and trousers.

Darren had listened to Vivi's stories for tens of minutes, until the woman couldn't open her eyes anymore and put her head down on the table. Darren then carried Vivi's body out of the nightclub. And this is where they are now; in a hotel suite room, where Darren is unbuttoning his shirt one by one while his piercing stare never leaves Vivi's body like a wolf watching its prey.

Darren takes off his shirt and crawls onto the bed, placing himself on top of Vivi's body, whose awareness has been transferred to the other side of the world by the alcoholic drinks she consumed at the club.

"She looks much prettier up close," Darren whispered, gazing at Vivi's sleeping face. He felt hypnotized by Vivi, who appeared to be a very innocent angel while she slept like this.

Even though Darren was usually not the kind of man who cared too much about the face, this time he let himself be hypnotized by Vivi's innocent face, so he spent a few minutes without doing anything but just looking at that face.

"Eungh..." Vivi murmured in her sleep as Darren placed his lips on her neck. Her moans grew louder as Darren's mouth sucked hard on her neck, but her body was still unable to resist the pressure of the alcohol taking over her consciousness, so she was still unable to open his eyes, even though Darren's hands had now removed her clothes as the man's lips continued to explore her body.

"No..." And Darren was left speechless as he saw something that was like a nightmare to him. He had already removed Vivi's top and was unable to continue his movement to undress Vivi's body when he noticed something clinging to her underpants.

"No... She doesn't have her period, right?" When Darren noticed the wings of Vivi's menstrual pad hooked to the outside of her black panties, a deep frown appeared on his forehead.

"How can... How can she have her period now, when I want her so much?"