Contract With The Devil: Perfect Lover ( K. SALAZAR)

Chapter 6: Get Off Your High Horse

Quincy's eyes fell upon Wanda, his gaze so intense that she felt as if he were trying to burn her.

She didn't dare to look him in the eye.

In a charming voice, he asked, "Did you do something wrong? Why do you look so scared?"

"Don't mind me.It's been busy tonight so I've been running around to serve wine everywhere.My hands are a bit sore from it.That's all.I apologize," Wanda answered.

After placing the wine on the table, she turned around to leave.

"Did I say that you could leave?" Quincy drawled, his tone sounding icy.

Wanda trembled at the sound of his voice and was too afraid to turn around and face him.

"Come and sit," he continued.

"I'm sorry, but I can't drink."

"Come here,"

Quincy ordered with a trace of impatience in his voice.

Wanda tried to brace herself for what was to come, enduring the coldness in his demeanor.

She walked towards the seat farthest from him and sat down.

At the sight of this, Quincy did not say anything to make things difficult for her.

With a malicious smile on his lips, he asked nonchalantly, "How much is the wine?"

"Five thousand and two hundred."

She didn't even notice the kind of wine she was holding.

When Quincy asked her, she just answered him in a daze.

She had been working hard these days.

Whenever she had the time, she would recite the wine price list and try to memorize it.

"Open it."

"Yes, sir."

Wanda hurried to open the bottle and then sat back to her seat.

Quincy frowned.

"You've worked here for so long.Don't you even know the basic knowledge? Do you want me to pour wine by myself?"

Wanda didn't reply.

She just poured the wine for him in silence.

her eyes darted to Quincy's

there were wounds on the back of his hand, and some of the

sudden, Quincy roughly pulled Wanda into

suddenly pressed against each

stunned that it took her

she struggled against him, he pried her mouth open and let

on the pungent wine and

eyes watered as she

pressed herself against a corner and stared at Quincy

told me that you couldn't drink wine.Now

as he turned

place, being too pure and righteous would make people think that you're being hypocritical.If you want to survive here, get off your

with the lighter

like he

was right, but the only thing she could hold

times, and her throat ached from the

said, "If you

opened the door

in the restroom, crying bitterly into the

this place was too much

found herself on the verge

she could run out

urge to escape

only worked here for a

she fled, he

nowhere for her to escape in the South

away, Quincy would make her

for a while to

ringing off

deep breaths and splashed some

in the mirror and sorted out her hair before walking

her, and Wanda quickly stepped out of

he blocked her path and when she looked into his

like a pure angel in this place.Why do her eyes look so melancholic? What a fascinating sight.How could there be such a beautiful woman here?’ the

new

"Yes,"

Wanda replied indifferently.

leave, the man reached a hand

his wallet and slid it directly into her

kick

decided not to do

her head

wine to Room 204 later.When

turned and ran

noting her slender waist

was aroused

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