LATE

Alvan's pride couldn't accept that she did not acknowledge him after they saw each other- and didn't get in touch with him at all. He would make her pay for ignoring him all this time so it's alright. What pisses him off was the fact that she was a club dancer. After all that intimacy between them, he would think of her as his own.

Alvan doesn't like other people seeing her the way he had seen her. He doesn't want her going on around- dancing and showing her skin in bars or clubs.

It was already past 9 o'clock when Yanarym had arrived at the venue but entered the party an hour later. She had trouble getting past the guards saying she didn't have an invitation. If not only the director had seen her outside, she would have gone home already.

"Yanarym!" The director shouted. He was sweaty and looking troubled too, but Yanarym didn't pay attention as she was busy arguing with the guard. He shot an eyebrow at her. "Why are you late?"

"He won't let me in, Director Sam!" She complained. The director glared at the guard. They finally let her in when the director had led her inside.

She wasn't wearing anything extravagant, only a simple blue cocktail dress. Her beauty for the night wasn't that extraordinary and eye-catching, but at least she looked presentable.

"You drink and eat first. I'll talk to you later." The director said, offering her food. She couldn't help but notice how weird the director was acting. So, she tried asking Guide-sama.

Guide-sama: "He put an aphrodisiac in it."

"What? The director likes me?" She exclaimed mentally. "But he already has a family plus I don't want to be a mistress!"

Guide-sama: "The second male lead had requested it. He is the one who wanted you for himself."

Does that mean Yanarym was the reason why the plot had accelerated? Why would he want her? She thought he was sexually active after their last encounter. She stared at the food in front of her. Alvan just offered himself to her. Now, would she willingly accept it or not? She had no intention to get involved in the story, but...

"Ah! Why does he have to be so appetizing?" She exclaimed frustratingly to herself. Yanarym recalled her last sexy encounter with the young actor. Who would waste someone as hellishly good-looking as him anyway?

She was also curious what an aphrodisiac would taste like. She read a lot about it on the erotic novel and the effect on the body- she was curious, how would it feel. Maybe she would only enjoy the rest of the night and just regret it later.

She lifted her spoon and took a spoonful of the food. Before she knew it, she had already finished the plate. She suddenly wanted to eat more, besides she hadn't eaten such delicious food for ages.

Oh, she's definitely going to have fun tonight.

Yanarym went to the food station to refill her plate with more food when the drug started to consume her system. She bit her lip, putting her plate on the buffet table. She felt so hot she wanted to strip her clothes off. The liquor and the drug were too much. She wanted to take a cold shower so bad.

"The restroom..." she mumbled to the first waiter she had bumped into. "Where is the restroom?" The waiter gave her direction before running as fast as she could to get there on time.

Never again! Aphrodisiac no more! The effect was stronger than she had imagined.

"I don't need your help, Alyx! Stop it!" In the bathroom where Yanarym was heading, the woman yelled, Alyana was there, the female lead.

"It's not for free, Alyana. You have to pay me back," the man who seemed to be Alyx said calmly.

"Alyx, please! Why can't you understand? I don't want your power or your money! I don't need anyone else but myself!" Alyana protested. She pushed the man violently before storming out of the room.

"Alyana!" Alyx shouted at her and furiously kicked the door of the cubicle, how could he not? The charades of the chase that she wanted to play were no longer fun for Alyx.

He attended the party knowing that she would, because he didn't want anybody making moves on her but only him. He wanted to show them she's only his yet it turned out to be just another one of their sick quarrels.

Ever since the day they met at the orphanage, Alyx couldn't get Alyana out of his mind. She was like an angel sent to fill the emptiness he felt inside. She had captivated his heart so effortlessly while he couldn't think of any other way to win hers. But he won't let her slip away just like that.

"E-Excuse me, sir. If you're done..." Alyx turned around when he heard a soft voice talking to him. "Out. Please." He only raised an eyebrow at her request.

"OUT. Get out, will you?!" Yanarym exclaimed to the man standing in front of the cubicle door—looking so delish! She was running out of breath, because she literally ran her way here and she found a man in the women's bathroom! Why is that?! He didn't move, he just stared at her, and Yanarym wasn't here for the staring contest!

She doesn't care about anything anymore. All she could think about was why the hell the whole place was too hot—as well as the man in front of her. Too hot, she wanted to get laid by him pretty hard! Even if it would mean to force him, she would still do it if he won't leave the room! But the young man did not move an inch.

"I took an aphrodisiac!" She almost cried in frustration. "If you don't want to get defiled, just get out! Lock the door when you leave." Yanarym immediately closed the door and went straight to the other side of the restroom.