Chapter 8: one nightstand

"Miss Bai, I've been trying to reach you for some time now!!"

"I was busy..."

"Oh bad news check the twitter and see." The line cutted off. Bai Ling checked twitter for her acting update hearing Fei Fei words it means something wrong is going on twitter, the home page open as the most trending searches was Bai Ling running from Wang Jin and when she fainted on mud water,she scroll through the comments as her fans were turning back on her, silly comments like she stole from the CEO of Wang company, some said thanks God she did not come across Wang Jin brother or she will have become a dead meat seeing all this embarrassing comments. She kept her phone and continued walking home, it was already late and a proper lady must not be out by now!! She thought

Then a little boy came running with a small white envelope."are you Miss Bai" he asked,

"Yes I am...? What is ..." The boy gave her the envelope "take it"she wanted to reject it, the boy shouted it from grandma and ran back to Grandpa Wei mansion. she had no choice but to take the money, it really favoured her because she had three dollars which can't even be used to rent a hotel room. She counted the money and saw it was thirty-five dollars in the white envelope. She went to a nearby night club because thugs will be roaming around the street, she went to the night club and a young handsome man approached her, with a smile.

"Care for a drink?" He asked and she responded "I would love one."she took the glass and drank the wine quickly.

"I'm Chang Zhu," he smiled, "and you?"

"Am tired."

"Oh oh well, tired is no good," he said laughing. "Let me get you something." He took her empty glass and returned it with a full one and a jumper.

"Not a bad match," she said, smiling at his choice of clothing. "Oh look who's here!" Chang Zhu grabbed her hand and pulled her along.

"Chu hua, meet..."

"Bai Ling," she offered, shaking free of Chang Zhu to greet the newcomers whose hand shake was firm but a little lingering. What! Do these man wants? Still, she recognised the deep tenor of the man's voice and watch him wandered off, stepping gingerly over empty wine glasses, toppled bottle, and a body and sprawled drunkenly across the floor. It was rare that a man look make her stare. His dark shoulder-length hair and eyes reminded her of her orphaned friend in the orphanage home. Everyone seemed to recognise Chu hua, or at least some pretended to know him as they slap him on his back in inebriated greetings. Bai Ling was already drunk, but still sober enough to care about looking bedraggled in the front of this man. hallucination was killing her. her eye went heavy as she remembers someone telling her to go lay down and rest. She tried to refuse, but he was too strong, and she was unable to stop him. The man put her in the hotel room, and then he made an excuse and left

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Bai Ling opened her eyes slightly and could feel a throbbing pain in her head. Her body was weak, like every muscle in her body had been pulled out. The first thing she saw was the luxury carpet and fine coloured painting. Where was she? Is she in a nightmare? While rubbing her head, she tried to sit up but felt an arm holding her waist thight. She was shocked to feel a warm body pressing tightly against her and thought it was Chang Zhu or his friends Chu hua. This man was no of Chang Zhu or Chu hua? but he was a stranger? The memory of the previous night came flooding back. She vividly remembers that the people were dressed in fancy clothes, and everyone was toasting. She could remember the sound of the champagne being poured and the clinking of the glasses. She remembered Chang Zhu who kept her company bought drink for her and introduced her to Chu hua? She drank too much.

She grabbed for the bed sheet in the darkness, and to her surprise, there was someone in it! A pair of hot hands wrapped around her waist. She could feel her body being pressed under a man's body. It made her dizzy. She was so hot and sweaty as his body rested against hers. His face was so close that she could feel his hot breath on her face. It seemed as though she was being watched. She could see a dark shadow lurking from the window; then, she heard a low, husky voice saying "you are a sweet little girl." The man responded in drunken state, his kiss was warm and wet, as he caressed her lips with his. His big hands ripped off her skirt impatiently as she struggled to get the words "No....." from her mouth. She was incoherent, she groaned Her face was pale. She already pass out by the excruciating pain between her thighs.

The next morning**

She must leave before he wakes up. Bai Ling had no time to think about anything. She removed the man's arm from her waist and got out of bed carefully. The pain in her thighs made her legs feel feeble. She moved to the edge of the bed, and went down on her knees. She got up and got herself dressed in her last night's dress. Then Tied up her hair casually and looked back at the man in the bed with a confused look. She headed for the door as quickly and quietly as she could. The door of the hotel was left open, a small head peeked in and looked around to make sure there was no one else inside the room, and a petite figure roamed up and down the corridors of the hotel.

Just as Bai Ling left the room, the man sleeping opened his eyes. His eyes were as sharp as a eagle.

The hidden secrets bodyguard looked at him from the window, wondering whether he should go after her or not as he cast his eyes on the young man.

The young man thought for a moment and went forward and knocked on the opened door of the presidential suite. "Come in," he said. His voice were as cold as ice till the extent the man shivered at his boss response. The young man walked into the room and greeted respectfully, "Young Master."

The man opened his eyes, then ignored him, and lazily picked up his clothes and began to put them on. Fortunately, the young man had been with him for more than nine years, so he knew his young master's character very well. The young man asked, "Do you want me to stop her?"

The man heard the remark, and his body suddenly started to tremble. He was shaking with the quilt as he looked down and saw the red trace of blood on the bed. His eyes fluttered as he remembered the sweet pleasure that had made him envision the events of last night. Right from the moment he touched her, his body, which had been silent for many years, immediately reacted. While touching her, he was surprised that he didn't get the sickening feeling that he got when he touched other women. "This woman interests me," he thought to himself.

He put on his clothes and sat on the sofa, his long legs stretched gracefully, like a king, with a cold face and dark eyes. He did not say a word but had an angry look on his face. The young man saw him as a friend from an early age, and he could not help but be afraid. "You..." The young man was so scared that he broke out a cold sweat.

"Everything is my fault, and please punish me, master." The man closed his eyes as if he had not heard him, and his expression was sluggish as if he had just woken up. The young man knew that this was a sign of the young master's real anger. If he wanted to ask, it would be safe, and if he said nothing to you, it would be over. Although the young man was still calm on the surface, he was apprehensive in saying, "I should not have drugged you, nor should I have concealed that the purpose of you returning to here was to confirm your relationship with your family. Master, punish me, please." The young man pleaded.

In fact, the young man was relieved that the young master had feelings for these women. The young man, Mr. Wang Jun's finally solved the family's worries for so many years. The young master avoided any contact with females. This was a secret the family could not tell. When he was young, he was considered immature. Now the young master was 24 years old, and he did not even have a girlfriend.