You Are The Trouble I'm In

Chapter 2 I Am Very Satisfied With This Man

Shocked, K felt his heart drop to his stomach. "Come on, Armani. Don't joke around like that," he said as he laughed nervously.

"What are you afraid of?" Armani said coldly, "Men can buy anything to make them feel happy. Why can't I do the same?"

Defeated, K shook his head and sighed, "Fine. I'll...go find someone for you. Stay here." Then, he stood up and walked out of the door. 'Jeez, she must be really angry to resort to this,' K thought to himself. 'Well, it's understandable since she was just cheated on. If I don't help her get what she wants, she might just go off on her own and do something she'll regret.'

Thinking of this, he contemplated which of his friends and acquaintances were suitable enough for Armani.

After some time, Armani was starting to get impatient. K had been gone too long. "What's wrong with him?" she complained as she tapped her foot restlessly.

With a grunt, she stood up, intending to look for him. Upon doing so, she found that she was indeed a little drunker than she had anticipated as her knees wobbled weakly. But it was never Armani's nature to admit defeat. Straightening her back, she took a deep breath and went outside.

As soon as she stepped out of the door, she bumped into a tall man. At first glance, Armani thought that he was rather good looking. However, since the lights were so dim inside the bar, she couldn't clearly see what he looked like exactly.

"What... What are you doing?" The man looked at the strange and obviously drunk woman who just suddenly thrown herself at him. To his surprise, she raised her hand and ran her fingers across his chest, as if she was trying to take advantage of him...

No, she was definitely taking advantage of him.

The man's eyes lit up. 'This is rather interesting,' he mused to himself. He didn't expect to meet a woman who dared to come up to him this strongly on his first night at QM City.

He saw the drunk woman raise her head to look up at him. It was difficult for him to see her face clearly as well, but he was still able to see that she was stunningly beautiful. The black, strapless mini dress she was wearing was undoubtedly flattering on her slender figure.

arms. She grabbed tightly on to his tie and leaned

wanted

the entire country. Most, if not all, of the buildings and facilities here were very well-developed. However, in Jacob Mo's eyes, the style of the city was a combination of both rural and urban, and

front of him was a lot more

Mo often had women approach him like moths attracted to a brightly lit fire. He had encountered so many women in his lifetime -- some were pure, others were charming, and most were just downright lewd. They had all tried desperately

no one in QM City recognized him. It was a rare moment for him to get rid of his identity

more, the woman in front of

Her head was spinning from all the wine she had drank. Then, she looked up at the man in front of her carefully, her big, charm eyes shining brightly against the light

Mo could tell that she

body was perfection. It was apparent that he was blessed with his genes. Jacob Mo had a tall, straight nose, his sharp eyes slightly raised on the corners, and his thin lips seemed to always rest into a malicious smile. All of his angular features made him look a male supermodel that was always on the covers of

Jacob Mo said as he casually sat

Armani thought drunkenly. 'Eh. It doesn't matter. I'm probably just nervous since I don't know much about this

purred, putting her arm around Jacob's shoulder. "Take

the women in this city so

took a glance at Armani and found that she was well-dressed. What was more, she was actually even wearing some jewelry of

looking for a casual affair,

was his identity. "I'm basically broke and

is really good at choosing a man for me. But it looks like the fees for a handsome man like him aren't low.' Getting a bit impatient, Armani patted his shoulder and told him not to worry.

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