After settling her needs, Isabella stumbled back in the direction she had come. The hotel’s hallways twisted and turned endlessly, every corner looking the same.She searched for a while before finally finding a room that seemed familiar.However—The moment she pushed the door open, she froze.The room was full of strangers.It was far larger and far more lavish than the one the cast and crew had been in. Wealth practically radiated from every corner—it glittered, overwhelming and excessive.“Sorry, I’ve got the wrong room…”She had just turned to leave when a fat, greasy hand suddenly clamped around her wrist.A wave of alcohol hit her face as the man leaned closer.“Oh my… where did this little lamb come from?” he chuckled. “Since you’re here, it must be fate. Stay and have a drink with us.”The man looked to be in his forties or fifties, bloated and flushed. His gaze crawled over her body without restraint, slow and deliberate, finally settling where it shouldn’t.Isabella’s first
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