Ignoring him, Sylvia swung to squeeze into the crowd in her Doc Martens, heading for the ladies’ room.

On the way, she was dazzled by the sparkling neon lights.

Many people came to the nightclub, dancing to relax.

Meanwhile, all their desires were amplified and released...

Rubbing her forehead, Sylvia entered the restroom.

There was a burning sensation in her belly.

Why was the liquor so strong?

She turned on the tap, fetched some cool water, and splashed it onto her face. Then she looked at her charming face in the mirror for a while. Since childhood, she had known she was a pretty girl, but so what? She'd rather lead a worry-free life than be burdened with so many things.

While her mind was wandering, the lights in the restroom were out. Seemingly the noises outside also vanished.

Sylvia wondered what had happened, frowning.

She didn't expect the power to be off in a nightclub.

When she was about to leave, she sensed a trace of a familiar scent. "Who's there?" Sylvia attacked the person alertly, the wind whistling when she threw punches.

The next second, big hands seized her fists forcibly.

After fighting for a while, Sylvia felt something wrap around her waist. Then a pair of heated palms clung to it.

She was an excellent fighter but unable to win against this man.

He pressed a kiss on her lips passionately.

In the dark, he stopped suddenly and released her.

"What's wrong?" Sylvia asked ironically.

Of course, she had figured out who the man was.

with hard muscles made him look like he had

at him, only

Her heart tightened.

next second, she pretended to be a slut and flirted with him, "Mister, did you bring the

her words, she could tell his passionate

gazed at her without blinking, sending chills down her spine.

his fists, and the broken pieces scattered. The sink was made of colorful glasses,

Sylvia kept calm.

continued, "Mister, calm down. Why are you mad?" S~ᴇaʀᴄh the (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet

press her into his arms. She stiffened, almost falling to the broken

the dark, the man gave

he said

her gaze falling on his charming lips. Her heart skipped

returned to her senses and deliberately teased him, "Mister, I like your muscles. Mind having fun

were cold, but her tone

Sylvia did it purposely.

relationship. Sylvia couldn't understand what was in Franklin's mind

Franklin pressed her

teeth in pain, Sylvia inwardly cursed him, “Damn bastard!" Before she shouted abuse, he pushed

Maskelyne,

the ladies’ room were on.

head, she only saw

standing in a daze when

THAT strong? How did you manage

at him. "Fuck you!

did it?" Logan insisted on

lunatic." Sylvia curled her lips, which

Franklin...

Why did you follow me to the ladies’

Logan replied, glancing at the men's room next

gaze, Sylvia saw

a black suit,

touched

jerk. He even dared to sneak into

what

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