Stuck in you

There were no other words to describe it. It was disgusting.

It was impossible for Rachel to stay polite. With a disgusted expression, she took up Lea's coat, stood up and walked out without saying a word.

"Hey!" the man called out, getting up to pull her back. He hadn't expected Rachel to act like this.

Rachel nimbly dodged out of his grasp. She turned around and sneered at him, and looking him up and down. "I've had enough of this," she said, with icy-cold hostility. "I don't want anything more to do with you. Don't you dare take a step closer."

"Damn it!" Several different emotions passed through his face as he stared fiercely at Rachel. "You bitch! You're going to regret this!"

Rachel clutched Lea's coat more tightly in her hand as she leveled her gaze with his. When he was out of sight, she took a couple of deep breaths to steady herself.

One of the reasons why she hated this place so much was that with so many people gathered together in one place like a can of sardines, it was easy to get on each other's nerves. What was more, when alcohol was brought into the equation it worked everyone up, making matters even worse.

Men who had lost their sober self-control had two things in common: They would behave more arrogantly, and they were raging with testosterone.

After Rachel finally calmed down, she sat back with a sigh. She then raised her hand impatiently to glance at her watch.

The last time she came here with Lea, she had been approached by strangers countless times. She was only able to drive them away by rejecting them unambiguously.

They had not intended to go to a bar with that sort of bad crowd. Even though it was a fairly high-end bar, it was full of dodgy men.

It wasn't a good place to go if you just wanted to be left alone. No matter how classy the bar might appear to be, there was never any guarantee of classy customers.

There are always plenty of boors and morons in this world, the sort of losers who like to play toy with women whenever they find an opportunity to do so, as if they think that the world is theirs.

Shortly after that unpleasant scene, Rachel ran into some more trouble.

It happened when Rachel went to the bathroom. Turning around, she sensed that something was wrong.

She lowered her eyes and hurried up. Unsurprisingly, someone behind her kept pace.

Rachel had no time to escape. She was blocked in the middle. She looked warily at the stranger in front of her and stepped backward.

He smiled stiffly and said, "Ms. Shen, don't walk backward. There's someone behind you."

in black, at the end of the corridor.

he addressed her by name, Rachel's face darkened. How did

to calm down. "I'm sorry. What

his poker face. He forced a smile and said, "Our boss wants to see

for her phone. But unlike the old Nokia, she couldn't

her emotion showed clearly on her face. The stranger saw it, and he said in a low voice, "Don't

deep breath and looked at the man in front of her. "May I know your boss's name?" she asked. "It makes no sense for me to visit someone without knowing who he

the man's eyes. He didn't expect her to

"Our boss is Mr. Fu's friend and he doesn't mean to harm you. He just wants to ask you to have

serious. What the hell? Were they using her

"really? But I'm afraid I don't know Mr. Fu very well,

for the invitation. I'm afraid this is rather awkward. I will inform Mr.

as Rachel said that, there was a look of uncertainty on the face of the man before her. She knew that it was

her slowly revealed his anger, staring at her rudely, and said, "Ms. Shen, don't make it difficult for us. We're just here to have a chat. If you cooperate, we promise not to do anything. I hope you won't make things difficult for me. I'm

saw the cold light of the man's knife. She pursed her lips as a shadow

surge of effort to be tough-minded. She knew she wouldn't get out of

closed her eyes for a few seconds, and it occurred to Rachel that it was a waste of time talking with

she had never learned any self-defense or martial arts. Her

eyes and

believe a single word said by the man in front of her. She planned to shake him off and

was anticipated

up. The two of them sandwiched her, one on the left and the other on the right. A chill

them. "What are you

to Rachel responded to her with a little expression

they didn't believe her. "Please just cooperate

knew that if she

Her intuition made her sure of

cursed herself for going to this bar.

Rachel was still unwilling to give up. She

walked into a quiet corridor

the noisy dance hall. Few people came there.

closely together with one woman between them seemed strange to the couples there. But when they saw the nonchalant faces of both men, they turned