The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 117

It was near 6.00PM when Victoria met Lucas in one of the private rooms. More accurately, he intentionally came to see her.

He sat alone in a corner of the dim and large private room as the lights were not turned on. In front of him were the wine glasses that were a mess.

The strong smell of alcohol filled the entire room. It was so strong that Victoria couldn’t help but frown. After she glanced at the man who was already drunk, she turned around and walked out. She didn’t want to see him. She would rather change rooms with her colleagues and have someone else come over.

“Did I say you can leave?” He stumbled as he got up on his feet and pointed at her with a wine bottle.

She lowered her head then. “I entered the wrong room. Someone else will come to serve you later, Mr. Spritz.”

“You didn’t go into the wrong room. I was the one who told you to come here!” Lucas tossed the wine bottle on the table and walked over to her with a dazed look on his face. He then reached for the top of her head, but he took back his hand again swiftly.

He sat back again, and then patted the seat next to him as his voice grew hoarse and strained. “Come. Sit here,” he slurred.

Instead of moving, she only lifted her chin to look at him and asked, “Do you need something, Mr. Spritz?”

“Did you not hear me asking you to come sit here?!” His voice suddenly became louder. The whites of his eyes had already turned red from the amount of alcohol he had consumed.

However, she continued to stand there unmovingly, and only sneered after a long minute. “I will not be playing along with you if you asked me here just to act like a drunk b*stard, Mr. Spritz.”

She turned around to leave through the door after saying that.

Seeing this, Lucas stood up abruptly and took long strides until he was in front of her before he slammed the door shut. He then pressed her against the door, his eyes glued to her.

The heavy smell of alcohol on his body enveloped her body in that instant. Victoria tried pushing him but to no avail. “Have some self-respect, Mr. Spritz.”

huffed a mouthful of

she heard his words. Biting her lip, she gave Lucas a hard shove to push him away from

his strong hold. Frowning, she

up, his eyes filled with disappointment and anger

her and pressed his hands on her shoulders, his voice became even louder than before. “Answer

interrogatory tone, so she pushed him again. She only gave a brief “yes” after she stood

then looked at him with cold eyes and reminded indifferently, “But it has

were like dog turd she couldn’t escape from no matter what. She could smell their foul stench from afar and it was even worse close-up, as they stinked, were sticky,

case Scarlett or other members of

opened the door to leave, a fair, elegant hand moved faster

held back her

finish speaking. Holding her face in his hands, he panted and kissed her. His

strength to push him away, but as she somehow found his handsome face disgusting,

a slug had crawled across her skin disgusted her so much that she would love nothing more than to rinse it off at least 10 times

had used all her strength to push him away, she could only keep him at an arm’s length from her. She couldn’t move him away

down at her then with undisguised desire in his eyes. “Didn’t you seduce Christian just to worm your way back into the

rubbing her waist with his hands, and he lowered his head to kiss

his face landed quicker than his kiss did. As he went into a daze, she unhesitantly raised her feet to knee

millions of ants gnawing at him made Lucas squeeze his legs together. He started sweating bullets from his forehead while he bent over to let the pain

Bang!

to the private room was opened, and Scarlett stormed in the next second. Her eyes looked like they were about