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

the back of his hand, and some of

roughly pulled Wanda into

lips were suddenly pressed against

that it took her a moment to

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

on the pungent wine and

as she

herself against a corner and stared at Quincy in

told me that you couldn't drink wine.Now you

turned to

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

slender fingers played with the lighter in

Wanda feel like

thing she could hold

times, and her throat ached from the

tears with a sleeve and said, "If you have no other requests,

opened the door and

restroom, crying bitterly into the back of her hand to

this place was too much for

herself on the verge of

could run

to escape stunned

a few days, she

she fled, he

to escape in the

if she ran away, Quincy would make

the restroom for

was ringing

she took a few deep breaths and splashed

in the mirror and sorted out her

and Wanda quickly

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

like a pure angel in this place.Why do her eyes look so melancholic? What a fascinating sight.How could there

new

"Yes,"

Wanda replied indifferently.

she turned to leave, the man

out a pile of cash from his wallet and slid it directly into

her lips angrily and was about to kick him when she

not to do

lowered her head and said

to send wine to Room 204 later.When you

ran away from him

at her receding figure, noting her slender waist and beautifully-shaped legs outside the short

was aroused at the

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