Chapter 1 Bar
The Progress Night bar.
This was the best bar in the city.
In the middle of the bar looking around with boredom, Dana Roosevelt sat on a large sofa that can only be booked at auction.
When she finished her nineteenth glass of strong whisky in one breath, she finally got drunk.
All kinds of voices were intertwined in the memory.
"Dana! I am telling you, a man like that is not worthy of your liking at all!
We, the Roosevelt family don't like such door-to-door sons-in-law!
Dana Roosevelt, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for you.
Let's break up!"
With these echoing in her brain, Dana had a bit of a breakdown.
The pungent liquid ran through her throat for the nineteenth time, and she finally could not stand it.
Then a handsome boy said that he would take her to the dance floor.
Dana agreed.
Late at night on the dance floor, the exciting music was about to shatter the eardrums.
Dana had drunk so much that she can't even see where she was going when she walked.
She was dizzy, and when she looked intently, the man who took her was gone.
She frowned and for a moment did not know where to go in the crowd amidst the bizarre lights and rhythmic music.
Suddenly, a force pushed her forward,
Dana, with a burst of disgust, turns her hand to grab a man who may just be passing by.
At first, she did not see the man clearly.
She could only vaguely recognize that he was tall, cold, and handsome.
Dana blurred her lips at the handsome face. She spat out wine and laughed.
"Hey handsome, are you alone?"
There was a slight gloom in the handsome eyebrows and eyes in the dark, and said, "Let go."
Dana was a little frustrated and raised an eyebrow. The next second, she stood on tiptoe and put her arms around his neck.
Today is the day when she was lovelorn. She must find a man who was more handsome and richer than Tim Petty to be her boyfriend.
"Handsome," Dana said, not knowing how sober the guy was.
"Indulge me! I'll let your old cow eat tender grass, and the spring breeze is free all night."
Walker Herbert had a face as cold as an ice sculpture.
"Dana Roosevelt!" her friends kept shouting. He looked around him and behind, shorter than his shoulder, he found Dana Roosevelt.
Handsome eyes flashed a trace of profundity, pondering, and said,
"Sleeping suit you."
The pronunciation was the same. Dana did not notice anything but nodded flirtatiously.
"Sorry, I'm not interested in someone like you."
After saying that, the man turned and left.
The woman's hand was wrapped up almost at the same time. "Handsome guy!" She saw him playing hard to get. She smiled even deeper.
"Come on, how much, huh?"
A big light flashed on the dance floor, and the handsome face of the man was instantly displayed in front of her.
This was indeed a handsome and indignant man, Dana cannot help touching his face. His skin is terribly good, cool, very comfortable.
"Your face is much prettier than Tim Petty. Tell me, how much? I'll take you away!"
The veins on Walker's forehead kept jumping. Again, he said, "Let go."
"Well--" The man was not able to finish his words, and the soft and fragrant lips belonging to the woman had been affixed!
Dana did not really know how to kiss.
She thought that it would not be so easy, but the man held her back and deepened the kiss directly. It was ferocious and overbearing!
"Well, um-- "
Dana was half clear at once, but the drunken woman had no strength at all., Walker picked her up horizontally and went upstairs to the suite especially for the distinguished guests there.
At the hotel room.
Dana was thrown on the big bed.
As soon as the heavy man's body was pressed down, she had difficulty breathing and wanted to scream, but her lips were blocked directly.
"Let me go, Tim!" Tim Petty was still In the blur of consciousness. She was still thinking of the man who abandoned her.
Walker was so hoarse that he pinched her chin, and with a dangerous eyebrow said,
"Who?"
"Well, Tim Petty!" She was not afraid to repeat herself.
"Oh," The man's deep eyes seemed dark with thick ink.
"You're with me. Are you still in the mood to think of other men?"
"Well--"
Dana did not know what he was talking about. The next second, their lips were tightly sealed.