Chapter: 4
"Fine, fine, have it your way. They say career women are the most attractive these days. Don't worry, Rosalynn. You and I can keep each other company until we're old and wrinkly."

"Oh, please spare me! | don't want your inevitable string of lovers to target me!”

The two women looked at each other and burst out laughing

They spent the next hour or so drinking and catching up, and before they knew it, they had drunk well beyond their limit.

Karina persuaded Rosalynn to come with her to the dance floor, but Rosalynn needed to use the bathroom, so she let her friend go first.

To her disappointment, a sign hung on the bathroom door saying that the facilities were under repair. Rosalynn had no choice but to head upstairs and try the bathroom on the third floor.

It was all private rooms on the third floor, particularly reserved for valued clients.

Sure enough, the place was more lavish than the rest of the club. The hardwood floor was covered with a thick and lush carpet that muted Rosalynn's footsteps.

Her head was already buzzing from the alcohol, and soon, her vision blurred. Before Rosalynn knew it, her legs were turning into jelly, and she was slowly falling to her side.

Rosalyn fell against the door of one of the private rooms, and her weight pushed it open.

She tumbled into the room.

It was dark and quiet inside, only the faint sound of running water could be heard. It was coming from the bedroom.

Mustering whatever wits she had left, Rosalynn pushed herself up from the floor and turned to the door.

Right at that moment, the bedroom door creaked open, and a man darted out. He grabbed her from behind and pinned her against the wall.

"Who are you? How dare you try to set me up?"

He sounded furious, even through the thick hint of desire lacing his voice.

As Rosalynn made contact with the wall, some semblance of reason returned to her, and her senses instantly cleared up.

This man was Brian!

“| did no such thing!"

“If not, then how did you even get in here?"

Brian's breathing sounded heavy and labored in the dark. It seemed like he was struggling to hold his emotions back.

"|... just stumbled into the wrong room. Let go of me... Hmm..."

The next thing Rosalynn knew, he was kissing her. Her eyes grew wide with shock. She tried to push him away, thrashing violently against his chest.

“Help me this once. I'll be sure to repay you."

Rosalynn slowly stopped fighting him back.
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