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.

she was done, her eyes darted

were wounds on the back of

of a sudden, Quincy roughly pulled Wanda into his

were suddenly pressed against

stunned that it took her a moment

open and let her taste the wine from his

on the pungent wine

as she coughed

pressed herself against a corner and

you couldn't drink wine.Now you

he turned to look

think that you're being hypocritical.If you want to survive here, get off your high

lighter

like he

but the only thing she could

few more times, and her throat ached from the burn of

wiped her tears with a sleeve and said, "If you

quickly opened the door and ran

in the restroom, crying bitterly into the back

this place was too much

on the verge of

only wished she could run out of

urge to escape stunned

worked here for a

she fled, he would

to escape in

Quincy would make her

in the restroom for

was ringing

she took a few deep breaths and

she checked herself in the mirror and sorted out her hair

and Wanda quickly stepped out

he blocked her path and when she looked into his eyes, he was looking at

place.Why do her eyes look so melancholic? What a fascinating sight.How could there

new

"Yes,"

Wanda replied indifferently.

to leave, the man

pile of cash from his wallet and slid it directly into

pursed her lips angrily and was about to kick him when she suddenly heard Quincy's warning in her

decided not

lowered her head and

to send wine to Room 204 later.When you come, I'll give

and ran away from

figure, noting her slender

aroused at

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