Drunk and Daring I Kissed a Tycoon

Chapter 19

Walking through the winding, dimly lit hallway, Vespera felt her nerves tightening. She kept glancing over her shoulder, her paranoia growing with every silent step. The hotel was eerily quiet. She hadn't passed a single staff member.

The silence was... unsettling.

After covering some distance without anyone following, she let out a slow breath. Maybe she was overthinking.

If Felicia had wanted to resort to underhanded tricks, she would have done it long ago. There was no reason to make a move now when Vespera was leaving Luke on her own.

Felicia was certainly bitter about the settlement money, but for the Munoz family, that amount was insignificant. She wouldn't be foolish enough to take a reckless risk over it.

Up ahead, just a little farther, was the main lobby where she had entered earlier. Vespera pulled out her phone to check the time. It was already 7:40 pm.

She figured it was time to text Raymond. She unlocked her screen and began typing, "I'm here, at..."

She didn't get to finish.

At the next turn, a female hotel staff member in a black uniform suddenly stepped out, colliding with her.

"Oh! I'm so sorry, miss!" The woman quickly apologized, reaching out to steady Vespera.

"It's fine, I'm okay, you don't-"

Before she could finish, an icy sting pierced the side of her neck.

Her heart skipped a beat. She tried to shove the woman away, but her vision blurred, a wave of dizziness crashing over her.

The female staff member's lips curled into an eerie smile.

Feigning concern, she held Vespera even tighter. "Miss, are you alright? Which suite are you staying in? Oh, that one? Alright, I'll take you back."

After muttering a few words to herself, the woman forcefully "helped" Vespera, guiding her toward a more secluded hallway.

"Help..." Vespera's panic surged.

Her limbs were growing weaker, her voice trapped in her throat. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't make a sound.

The world around her blurred, slipping further and further away like she was plummeting down a deep, dark void.

"Someone... Someone help..."

When she had been bumped earlier, she had instinctively slipped her phone into her pocket. The unfinished message was still on the screen.

Mustering every ounce of strength left in her body, she forced her limp hand into her pocket. Her fingers moved slowly, cautiously, relying solely on touch as she typed blindly.

And then-she hit send.

Elsewhere in the hotel, Dominic had just finished a meeting with a client and was now resting in a quiet courtyard of the hotel, his eyes closed.

He had a few drinks and a warm buzz settled over him.

The night breeze swept through his hair, lifting it briefly before letting it fall gently against his sharp brow.

"Ding-"

text notification

been waiting for a message from Vespera, and seeing her name

His brows knit together as he

eyes, his voice calm. "What is

second, then stepped

at 8:00

two words. They seem... off.

Dominic was speechless.

an exasperated glance at Raymond, silently blaming him for acting without

"I'm here, at hlep."

he considered it. Then, suddenly, a

tapped to initiate a video

looked surprised. "Mr.

hand, signaling

was puzzled, but before he could question it,

other end, the screen showed nothing but a blurry haze of dim light. If he listened closely, he could make out the faint sound of footsteps. Shoes scraped lightly against the floor, accompanied

h-help..." The desperate cry for help quickly

abruptly, his expression dark.

"They said a beautiful woman arrived around 7:00 pm. She mentioned having an appointment and even left a

was likely Ms. Gildon. But after that, no one saw where she

Dominic stood up.

another number. His steps were

dim lighting

onto a large

around, dressed in

their expressions twisted

the foot of the bed was a collection of disturbing items, including

"N-No... don't... come..."

through her body. She tried to prop herself up

out, and

the men closed in, she could do

too weak to

a

that body... she's

just to ruin her but to destroy her completely. What kind of bastard

member rummaged through Vespera's bag and

an ink

the bed, grabbed Vespera's hand, and pressed her fingerprint onto

want to give her a divorce

does he want you all to do whatever you

Vespera's mind went blank.

thought, "Luke? No!

refused to believe

hands fumbled over her body, desperately searching for her phone. It slipped through her fingers several times before she managed to grab it. With the last of her strength, she dialed