Chapter: 80
Lynch smiled, holding up the room card that he was still holding.
"So, tonight?"
Her response came as a smile.
Lynch's heart skipped a beat. He reached out to remove her mask. He had to know what the rest of her face Looked Like.
Ariana's expression changed as Lynch reached to touch her mask.
"I didn't expect you to be so rude," she exclaimed as she shoved his hand away.
“Are you playing some sort of game with me?" Lynch laughed, but his eyes were full of anger. He gritted his teeth and was about to scold her right back. But before he could say anything more, she snatched the room card away from him and pressed a note into his hand.
“What's this?" Lynch asked, Looking down at his hand. But when he raised his head again, she had already turned and left. He opened the folded piece of paper. It had a phone number written on it.
His anger faded immediately. He watched the woman's slender figure as she walked away and Laughed to himself. It was the first time he had met such an intriguing woman.
“What's your name?" Lynch called out after her.
Ariana stopped and turned. Her red Lips parted as she uttered, "Brielle Edwards."
"Brielle..." Lynch repeated the name to himself. He couldn't take his eyes off her back as she walked into the elevator.
As she left the elevator, Ariana glanced around to make sure she wasn't being followed. She entered the restroom and began washing her hands thoroughly.
The thought of Lynch touching her made her sick to her stomach.
Urgh! She cursed at him under her breath as she scrubbed her hands clean.
She then removed her mask so she could wash her face. Just as she was about to lean over the sink, the restroom door crashed open. A man with a huge beer belly drunkenly stumbled in.
Ariana stepped back in shock.
“What are you doing?" she exclaimed. The man hurried over and embraced her.
"Let go of me, you pervert! I'll call the police!" Ariana struggled and was finally able to shove him off.
Jett Gellar chuckled. He looked Ariana up and down like a predator examining its prey.