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PART: 1

Shirley felt like her head was dizzy. Her vision was blurry and the world seemed to be experiencing a major earthquake. Blur, that's the vision now. Yes, the number one looks like the number eleven—staggering past people who sometimes collide with him.

"They're so damn, they must have put something in my drink!" She continued to curse as she walked, holding on to the walls and several bedroom doors.

"Tsk, which room is for me? Elahh..."

Staring at the numbers displayed in front of the room's door, but they couldn't be seen clearly. It's annoying, right? if she gets into the wrong room.

When her hand touched one of the doors, it suddenly opened. She smiled. "Looks like I didn't get the wrong room this time," she said, immediately stepping inside.

She took off the helmet she was wearing, continuing with the dress until she was left with only a tank top and thin short pants. Her body seemed to be broken and resting was the most beautiful thing she could do.

" Good night, " she muttered, smiling sweetly, then immediately lay down on the bed and snuggled into the thick blanket.

Shirley suddenly felt a touch on her body... making her sleepy eyes seem to be invited to open wide. Her head was dizzy, but she tried to wake up. Yes, maybe she's only slept for two hours. Trying to remember, she was currently in the room, but who touched her? And you have to remember that she doesn't have a husband yet, you know.

Shirley tried not to be sure what she was experiencing now, but she felt the embrace getting tighter from behind her. She swallowed her saliva with difficulty, before finally steadying herself to see what object was now stuck to her body.

Her eyeballs seemed to want to come out of their sockets when they saw the appearance on her body. Yes, that's right... a strong hand was hugging her tightly. And she could confirm that the owner was a guy. Tried not to be shocked, but what could she do, she couldn't hold her scream.

Her scream echoed at the highest possible pitch. If possible, she wanted to make everyone in this hotel hear her screams. Honestly, this is really surprising.

Immediately, she got up from her sleeping position while pulling the blanket to cover her body and away from the bed.

When she turned around, she was faced with an even more surprising appearance. It's not a ghost or anything like that, but it can make a healthy brain turn around. A half-naked guy... he was only wearing underwear at the bottom, was now in front of her eyes.

"This is crazy! Suddenly, I woke up with a guy who is... hard to believe," she muttered, biting her lower lip.

The boy stared fiercely at Shirley while covering his body with the shirt that was lying on the floor. "Rude! Entering someone else's room without permission!"

"Hey!! You're being rude, Stranger" Shirley pointed at the man, annoyed with the accusation he gave. She wanted to say the most cursed words, but her lips felt numb. Until finally she sat on the floor screaming at what she was experiencing now.

The man approached Shirley and pulled her arm forcefully to get her up from her sitting position, then he roughly grabbed Shirley's chin.

He squeaked. "Is this your job?!" Then smiled slyly. "Yes, that's right... for money and position, all women will do anything. Including sacrificing their self-esteem and even their bodies!"

He pushed Shirley until she hit the wall, causing the blanket covering her body to fall to the floor. Because he was angry at the words and accusations he received, he just ignored the object. Then she walked and approached the man again as if she was unaffected by the fierce face that was staring at her intently.

Smiling while crossing her arms in front of the man as if challenging him. "What kind of girl do you think I am... selling myself for money?!" Shirley immediately gave a slap right on the man's cheek.

The slap immediately made an impression on his cheeks, which now looked red. In addition, his emotions seemed to rise to the top when he received Shirley's treatment. Even in his entire life, he had never received a slap. And now, this little girl can do it easily.

"Listen, you perverted uncle! I'm not what you say! Position, money... that has nothing to do with self-esteem. That's the difference in thinking between an educated person and someone who..." Shirley stopped her words. She took a deep breath. "What did you do to me?!" she asked consciously and returned to the main issue.

He looked at Shirley from top to bottom... then smiled at the corners of his lips. "Do you think a girl like you is my type? There's nothing attractive in the slightest, let alone exciting," he said as if teasing Shirley's physical appearance.

Shirley's hands clenched into fists when she heard the man's words, which were more like a mockery.

"You big-nosed uncle! Can you not bring it up physically?! I'm still in high school, still a teenager... yes, my body has to be voluptuous, my chest has to be big size. It's too much!"

"What?" he asked, a little surprised when he heard Shirley claim to be a high school student.

"What? Don't act surprised! Do you want me to complain to National Commission because you acted indecently to me, who is still a minor!?"

He snapped his fingers in front of Shirley. "Hey... wake up from your sleep. What kind of man do you think I am, to sleep with a kid like you? It doesn't even seem convincing that you've gone through puberty."

Again, these words always refer to the physical.

Shirley was annoyed and this time her annoyance had doubled. She pushed the man back one step.

"Outrageous! Tell me what you have done to me!"

"Stop it!"

Shirley ignored the shouting. She only focused on his anger. "What did you do to me, hah! Tell me!!!" She screamed hysterically.

This time her hand was actually held. "Let go!"

"Not admit what you did, but instead continuing to approach me. OK... it looks like you really want it, huh?"

Shirley fell silent when she heard this. But suddenly, one of the man's hands was on her waist and the other locked her hands together.

"This is what you want?"

"Get away from me!" Shirley snapped.

Quickly, he kissed the crook of Shirley's neck... even though the girl refused and tried to avoid him. This is the consequence of dealing with him. It was as if the threats hurled at him were actually the opposite.

"This is what you want?!"

"Let go of me!!!"

Even now, Shirley's hand has been released from his grip, but that doesn't mean the girl can escape from him.

I don't know how many scratches there are on his back now because of the attack from the girl's nails. What a naughty little girl.

"Get away from me!!" She continued screaming and pushing the perverted uncles in front of her. She had used her nails to scratch his back, but it still doesn't affect him.

This time he did something unexpected for Shirley. Yes, he kissed the girl's lips. And what response did he get? Previously, Shirley was the one who was rebelling, hitting him, screaming, scratching his back like a lioness in a rage, now all of that stopped suddenly. A clear, warm liquid... dripped and accidentally fell on her cheek.

Shirley was still silent without expression while the boy was still carrying out his actions. His eyes were wide, but the clear liquid was already dripping from his eyelids.

'It's just a dream Shirley... it's just a dream... it's just a dream.'

Closing her eyes, she tried to convince her heart that none of this was true. This is just a nightmare. At the same time, the door was suddenly opened from the outside.

"What are you doing, Justin?!"

This question made his actions towards Shirley stop suddenly and his gaze turned towards the source of the sound. Not only that, Shirley who was in front of him, more precisely in his arms, suddenly collapsed unconscious. She almost ended up on the floor, but he quickly held on until the girl ended up in his lap.

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