At eight o'clock in the evening, within an elevator in the Hilton International Hotel, the sound of a slap broke the silence...smack!
"Elena! What have you given me to eat?"
After giving Elena a slap, Scarlett stared at her with furious, shimmering eyes.
The slap seemed to have taken all the strength she had, her steps faltered after she yelled. She was panting heavily and leaned against the elevator wall, her face flushed, and her breathing rapid.
Elena touched her painful cheek, her dark eyes equally wide, "You vixen, you've always been trying to seduce my boyfriend. Do you think I don’t know?"
After speaking, she fiercely grabbed Scarlett’s throat, glaring deadly, "Tonight, a Casanova aims to deflower you. Let's see how you’ll play innocent then!"
Scarlett gasped for breath, she resembled a fish out of water, struggling for air and fighting to break free. “Let... let go!”
She was now parched and feverish, desperately needing water to soothe her body.
"Do you know what? The chocolate I stuffed into your mouth in the car was actually a magical pill. This pill will make you howl for men like a bitch, hahaha... Scarlett, you'll soon be a used rag!”
Elena laughed triumphantly, raising her hand as if to give Scarlett another slap. But she faltered, fearing that a palm print on that pretty face might turn off the buyer, so she reluctantly lowered her hand.
Scarlett could hardly understand what Elena was saying now.
Under the influence of the drug, her mind was getting more and more sluggish, her body was burning up like fire, feeling as though countless ants were crawling and biting within, it was itchy and uncomfortable.
She grabbed tightly onto Elena’s sleeve, murmuring with a hoarse voice, “I... I’m your sister-in-law’s sister, how could you do this to me...”
Before she could finish, the elevator door opened.
Elena released her grip on her throat, dragged her out by the arm, and scowled, "I don't care who you are, if you try to seduce my boyfriend, I’ll make you pay!"
She forcibly dragged the limp Scarlett, pulled out her cellphone, and dialed a number. "Boss, which room are you in?"
"Have you arrived?"
"Yes, boss."
"The door is half open, come in."
The person on the other end was panting heavily, mingled with the shriek of a woman. It sounded like they were watching a certain movie.
Elena thought to herself that this man was really in the mood. With a wicked smile, she grabbed Scarlett's shoulders, "you're going to have quite a night, haha!"
Creeeaak!
The semi-opened door was pushed open. The wall-mounted TV screen in the suite displayed beautiful Western sceneries, and the music was melodious, completely different from what Elena had heard earlier.
She was startled, and the Scarlett in her arms began to struggle as if sensing danger. She instinctively exerted her last bit of strength towards the door...
Elena didn't have time to find that man. Hearing the sound of running water from the bathroom, she assumed he was taking a shower. She frantically caught Scarlett and pushed her onto the large bed.
Pressing down hard on Scarlett's arms, she lowered her voice warningly: "If you dare to escape, I'll sell your elder sister too!"
Scarlett's face landed on the cool silk quilt, which was a bit comforting. She let go of Elena's clothes, picked up the quilt to cover her face, and pleaded, "Water, give me water..."
Seeing her suffering, Elena raised her eyebrow, sneering disdainfully in the corner of her mouth, "Slut!"
Just as she finished speaking, a cold voice came from the bathroom's direction: "Settle her and get out!"
Elena shivered, glancing fearfully around the extremely luxurious presidential suite. Those who could afford such a suite were either rich or noble.
But why did his voice change?
Was it because he was showering?
Not daring to think more, Elena quickly retreated and kindly closed the door for the "buyer"…