Chapter 2 The Deal Was Complete

The tension was growing in the room. Anna couldn't stop herself from shaking in fear of what he was planning. The silence lasted for around a minute before Vincent pointed at her. "She stays," he stated.

Although his actions were casual, everybody took him seriously. There was just something about his gaze that looked as if he was hiding a dead body. After ordering another bottle of wine, he patted the seat beside him.

No one expected such a change. Even Jack was dumbfounded. In the future, when Anna asked him why he let her stay, he explained that the situation she was in was all too familiar to his childhood. Although she had suffered so much, she still plastered a smile on her face to get the job done.

"Mr. Vincent, I'm so sorry. I didn't know that Anna would react like this," Jack pleaded, winking at her.

"Hurry up girl! Apologize to him."

Her gastric spasms were still continually torturing her weak body, but Anna quickly smiled at the two men. She picked up a glass and smiled at Vincent obsequiously. However, just as she was about to drink it all up, Vincent held her arm, shooting Jack a glare. Jack got him almost immediately and bowed his head. "Sorry. I'm being too inconsiderate. Anna is not feeling well, so I'll take three glasses of wine in apology."

The two of them began to talk about business, and it felt as if Anna didn't even exist in the room. While they talked, she continued to pour wine for Vincent to drink. This was the most relaxing job that she had ever experienced in the HY Club.

Of course, it would be better if her stomach didn't hurt so much.

After around three rounds of drinking, Vincent was already a bit tipsy. Jack pushed Anna into his arms. "Mr. Vincent, since you like Anna so much, she'll accompany you throughout the night. I'm sure you'll be satisfied."

Before Anna could refuse, Vincent already had his arms slung around her shoulder. Anna turned to Jack, her eyes widening. However, before she could say anything, Jack handed a bank card to her. "That's fifty thousand. After this, there's another fifty thousand for you."

She frowned. What was happening? Were they playing 'good cop and bad cop' right now?

"Think about the person in the hospital," he warned.

At this point, she felt powerless. Anna could read the threat between his words, which made her assist the drunk man all the way to the hotel. Originally, she thought of leaving once he slept. However, after Vincent entered the room, he turned around to take off her clothes. "Mr. Vincent, No! Please don't!"

she gasped out, struggling under his hold. However, the more she refused, the more furious he became. He held her tightly in his arms, preventing her from moving around. She tried to push him away from her but he quickly grasped her throat. "Don't be an actress," he snarled. "If you don't sell your body, then why are you working in the HY Club? What are you there for? Huh?"

Anna was unable to defend herself from his strong hold. Although she had been in the HY Club for four years, she had never slept with anyone. She told the person in charge that she would do her best in encouraging the guests to buy more alcohol, but she would never resort to selling her body. Given that she had sold tons of wine, she was never forced to sell herself.

"Is it the money you want?"

With a hint of mockery, Vincent grasped her chin with his slender fingers. She clenched her jaw. In his eyes, she was no different from the women who were playing hard to get. He forced her to look at him. "Do you think I can't afford you, girl?"

He smirked. Without another word, he grabbed a stack of bills from his pocket, flinging them at her. "Are these enough? I have more!"

Anna gritted her teeth. It might be true that she needed money, but she wasn't going to resort to doing this!

However, being under such a powerful man, she couldn't resist even if she wanted to.

After a few hours of pounding into her, Vincent finally fell asleep. Anna crept into the bathroom and soaked her whole body in the bathtub. She didn't leave till she scrubbed her entire body dark red. Once she got a hold of her sadness, she slowly walked out of the bathroom. Her heart ached at the sight of the man on the bed.

Her phone continued to buzz. Scrunching her face in annoyance, she quickly texted back, saying how things didn't go so well and that she wanted to leave the room. However, as she opened the door, she saw Jack's horrendous face waiting for her.

"Anna, you're brilliant. I'll make sure you're well-paid in the future."

She stared at him coldly. "Get out of here or I'll tell him the truth."

Jack quickly took out a document from his briefcase and walked towards Vincent. He picked up the man's index finger, pressed it on the stamp pad, and then on the document. Afterwards, he walked up to her and handed her another bank card. "Here's the other fifty thousand."

When Anna returned to her rental house, it was almost dawn. Mandy opened the door, eyes widening when she saw the hickeys decorated across Anna's neck. "You, you..."

Anna smiled and nodded, pretending that she didn't care. "We knew this would happen, didn't we?"

Even if she cried for harassment, no one would believe her, especially since she worked at a bar for a living.

"Anna..." Mandy hesitated.

She furrowed her eyebrows. "What do you want to say?"

Anna shrugged, feeling indifferent to the world. Besides, what was the worst that could happen?

"The man that Jack arranged for you is Vincent Lu. He's the most influential man in the L City, a golden bachelor! You could've made a fortune for sleeping with him. But...you trapped him. He doesn't like being set up..."

Mandy trailed off, avoiding her gaze.

Anna was silent for a long time. No wonder he was different from all the other men that she'd met inside the club. It turned out that he was the most powerful man in the L City!

She collapsed onto her chair, falling into depression.