36 TERRIFIED

At dusk, in a famous clubhouse. In one of the exclusive rooms, four well-known filmmakers are sitting and laughing together. They were having fun toasting drinks and boasting their achievements when an old fat man, Director Curtain beckoned to the waiter who was guarding the side of the door to let the women warm up their night.

One of those women who entered was Alyana. She was wearing a red, short, and tight obscene dress, exposing the curvature of her waist and bulge of her chest. Her eyes were cold and the absence of emotion was visible on it yet her every move was alluring and captivating the four old men.

Two months from the day she confronted Alyx regarding her career. She came to the point of thinking to give up what she had dreamed of ever since she was a child.

Yet, every time she closed her eyes, she could remember Alyx's apathetic expression and harsh treatment. Her pride couldn't take it, he was mocking her to doom, which made her entirety trampled.

Her resolve to rectify the situation and prove to Alyx that he was mistaken about her erupts, and she ignites with a burning desire to bring him to his knees. And if that doesn't work, she'll just drag him down with her, along with the people who got her into this mess to begin. She isn't going to be buried in the mud by herself.

She had reached rock bottom and had nothing left to lose. From this moment on, no one could stop her. Even if she had to surrender her virginity and be soiled in the process.

"I want that one." Her thoughts were deterred, Director Go, the most powerful director out of the rest in the room, pointed to her. She gulped and took a step closer to the older man, flashing him a seductive grin.

"Director Go, let me offer you a drink." Alyana sat beside him and poured him a drink, he maniacally glanced at her and groped her legs. Her expression stiffened and swallowed the dissatisfaction she felt.

"I'm Alyana Lawson, please take care of me."

"Hahahaha, you're beautiful and seem smart. I might have a role for you in my newest drama." He uttered in a sultry manner. While his hands entered her dress hems.

Alyana bit her lower lip to keep the revulsion that crept up on her byproduct of the old-dirty man molesting her. He didn't even bother to remove his ring, indicating that he is wedded. He still has the urge to sleep with females who are practically the same age as his daughter! Regardless of the fact that his skin had withered. Disgusting!

But If she was doing this, she had to do it right. She removed all of the shackles of morality and beliefs she had. Alyana stood up and sat on his lap and wrapped around her arm to his neck, while her other hand strokes his chest.

"I'm glad you noticed me, Director Go, should we go and have a private talk? Just us?" She whispered to his ears.

"Should we? Should we? HAHAHA!" Director Go laughed merrily at having a beautiful woman who was offering herself his late-night snack. He faced her and kissed her, Alyana tasted the mixture of alcohol and cigarette, she almost vomited but contained herself and returned the old man's kiss. Then, they left the others to continue the business they had started in a more private setting.

She pushed the thirsty old man and beamed charmingly at him as soon as they entered one of the bar's rooms. "Director Go should take a bath first. It might spoil the mood because of the alcohol and cigarette smell."

"Is that so? Sure. Wait here."

Alyana's smile faded after seeing the geezer run to the bathroom excitedly. She spits on the floor and harsly wipes her mouth. "Disgusting, disgusting, pweh!"

She mumbled as she quickly moved to place the small cameras she hid in her dress and put in every corner of the room where it could capture what would happen next to her.

After she placed the cameras in every corner of the room, she approached the red wine prepared on the center table. She poured on the wine glass until it overflowed and finished it with one shot.

"Just wait for me Alyx Villalias and that slut Yanarym! I'll ruin you all!" She whispered to herself and took the wine and drank it straight from the bottle. "Let's all go to hell."

On the third day of Yanarym's disappearance, Alyx found her. She was in her white bikini and laying on her back on a blue blanket at the beachfront.

Enthralled by the masculine foreigners who were enthusiastically playing volleyball. She smiled back at the men gazing and showing off to her while she was seductively drinking buko juice, at least that's what Alyx perceives.

In reality, Yanarym was just laying back, playing with the sand, sipping her cold drink, relaxing, and tanning her back under the scorching sun when black leather shoes appeared at her sight. She looked up and saw Alyx took off his golden shades. She innocently blinked her eyes at him and widened her bubbly smile.

"President Alyx?" She uttered, still laying on her back, not standing up to greet him properly. Her feet swang back and forth like was wiggling in excitement seeing him.

"I found you." His low baritone voice reached Yanarym's ear. She felt chills in her bones with his grim tone. His male lead aura was strong enough to counter the heat of the sun and caused a cool breeze in the atmosphere surrounding them.

For a second, she was terrified.

"Are you looking for me?" She asked in a charming manner, she took her sunglasses and flipped her body, showing her frontal view. Alyx's eyes darkened seeing her bosom bounced as she settled.

His men had been looking for her for three days with no rest and by an unexpected coincidence, he found her sunbathing, exposing her skin to strangers. It's making him mad.