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

name, Rachel's face

down. "I'm sorry. What

He forced a smile and said, "Our boss wants to see

her hands in her pockets and fumbled for her phone. But unlike the old Nokia, she couldn't press the unlock code on this damn smartphone without looking at

face. The stranger saw it, and he said in

looked at the man in front of her. "May I know your boss's name?" she asked. "It makes no sense for me

man's eyes. He didn't expect her to have such a sharp mind in such

silent for a while and said, "Our boss is Mr. Fu's friend and he doesn't mean to harm you. He just wants to ask you

Rachel's face became a little more serious. What the

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

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

the man before her. She knew that

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.

eyes suddenly flashed with alarm when she saw the cold light of the man's knife. She pursed her lips as a shadow of

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

few seconds, and it occurred to Rachel that

suddenly regretted that she had never learned any self-defense or martial arts. Her brain raced for

eyes and said calmly,

single word said by the man in front of her.

her little plan was anticipated by the men

them sandwiched her, one on the left and the other on the right. A chill crept up her

them. "What are you doing?

to Rachel responded to her with a little expression

they didn't believe her. "Please just cooperate with us," said one

if she

her. Her intuition made her sure

to this bar. It was the worst mistake she ever

in their arms, they walked her towards the door. Rachel was still unwilling to give up. She had an idea of crying for help when they

turned right and walked into a quiet corridor with few

Few people came there. There were just two couples talking in a low voices on the

them seemed strange to the couples there. But when they saw