Shouldn't See.

The sight that Trevor met with made his already boiled up anger to erupt. Though the room was dimly lit up, he could clearly recognize the figure on the bed. His cold and sharp hazel eyes fell on the potbellied man and he finally understood everything.

By the door, he was looking so devilish and scary with his suffocating aura oozing from him, his presence alone froze the entire room, his narrowed eyes looked around the room and his anger became even more worse.

None of them inside the room had expected such an unexpected entry from an unknown man. Who was he and what was he looking for?

The potbellied man was at first startled but regained his composure, he looked at Trevor and thought he was someone who lost the way to his room. And with a confidence look, the potbellied man said.

"Hey! What are you doing here? You are in the wrong room, please get out and shut the door behind you!"

And that was all it took for Trevor's patience to snap. He gritted his teeth when his eyes fell on Jesy who looked to be struggling on the bed, but something looked strange about the way she struggled.

He took domineering steps into the room without even bothering to look at the men standing in the corner of the room, he wanted to teach this fat pig a lesson first. The potbellied man was obviously displeased, seeing some rascal disturbing his private and good time, he frowned and turned to the direction of the men in the corner and pointed..

"You fools! What are you waiting for? Throw him out! I don't need such disturbance from a drunk fool."

He spitefully stared at Trevor, he hated such guts. He so much wanted to squeeze Trevor's head and toss him out of the room but he could already see how extremely tall Trevor was compared to his short height.

Trevor snorted when he saw the men approaching him at the order of their boss. He would teach them a good lesson. He saw one of them reaching him and was ready to punch him but Trevor was faster, before the man could come any closer, he gave him a hard flying kick in his abdomen that sent him flying. That move was only to serve as a warning to the rest of them to step back but they were too foolish or was it being loyal? They didn't get the message.

Seeing one of their men down did not make them give up, it was their boss's order to deal with the intruder. They matched with heavy steps towards Trevor and one by one, Trevor effortlessly dealt with them mercilessly, leaving them lying unconscious on the floor like useless dolls.

The potbellied man whose name was Benson was beyond shocked, he stared at his men lying on the floor with wide rounded eyes. Were they dead already? They couldn't even fight, how useless.

Benson looked at Trevor and began to tremble, he could already tell that Trevor wasn't an ordinary person. Beats of sweat profusely ran down his forehead as he gulped down dried saliva. He finally realized how scary Trevor was.

"Wh..what do you want? Money? What is it that you want? You want this woman? I can give her to you, don't harm me, please."

Trevor turned a deaf ears to Benson's pleas, his long legs took big steps towards Benson, he held Benson by the collar and yanked him up to his feet. Benson was so short that Trevor had to slightly bend. Without any ounce of sympathy, Trevor landed a hard and face twisting slap on his face, the sound was so loud and Benson's face was already red from the impact. Benson was already shedding hot tears when another slap landed more heavily on his cheek. It was so painful that he began to see stars.

Trevor was about landing a bigger and harder befitting slap when a knock sounded in the room. Without being told, he already knew who was at the door. He unceremoniously tossed Benson to the floor and turned around to face the door.

The doorknob twisted and someone pushed it open and in came a man on black suit and a reading glasses resting on the bridge of his nose. The man looked rather feminine with a blonde hair.

"Take them out now."

Trevor ordered, his voice, deep and cold. At his order, the feminine looking man made a slight bow and turned back to the door, he opened the door and made a signal. Immediately after the signal, the feminine man opened the door more wider and bulky looking men on black and dark shades entered the room.

After Trevor gave his order, he turned around to face the bed and squinted his eyes at the figure twisting and struggling weirdly on the bed. Something wasn't right. He immediately walked to the bed and climbed on it. He felt his throat ran dry at the clearer sight of her body, he quietly loosened his tie and peeled his eyes off her body and rested them on her sweaty face, she looked so very uncomfortable.

He leaned a bit closer to her and studied her facials but a tiny and barely audible moan from her and it made his heart slip, how weird. He perfectly understood what Benson tried to do to her but he couldn't understand why she was acting like this. He placed his hands on her arms and tried to loosen the rope that was tied around her but she flinched and moaned louder, it sounded so erotic, however, Trevor was more worried about her odd condition.

He immediately covered her body with the duvet when he saw his men enter the room at the signal of the feminine man. They shouldn't see.