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Sean Bramasta is feeling gloomy tonight. Somehow. He was in the mood to beat up someone, or if necessary, kill someone. Tonight he came to the club not for fun, but to find trouble. By surrounded by bodyguards who are always ready to guard him, even though not necessary, because Sean mastered several martial prowess. But when you have a lot of money, it's better if you let someone else do everything for you.

The club owner himself welcomed him. Of course, considering how much he owed Sean. With hurriedly the fat man led him to the best VIP seat.

"You can choose anyone to accompany you," muttered the club owner in a livid tone.

Sean glanced around in disinterestedness, staring at all the women there who were almost ant-like around him, with gazes wishing to be selected. Too cheap. He muttered to himself, all the humans in this world are cheap and sycophants. Sean decided not to choose anyone, when his gaze caught on to her. The girl who looks out of place in this fancy nightclub. Wearing extraordinarily sexy clothes but looking uncomfortable in it.

Unconsciously a wicked smile appeared on his lips. "I want her," he muttered, pointing at the woman.

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"I want her."

The words were spoken in a calmly lazy tone, but the echo could be heard throughout the room. For some reason, the frenzied atmosphere became silent and Renee felt all the eyes fall on her, who was leaning against the bar table, busy with her own thoughts.

Renee nervously straightened her body, tried to meet everyone's gaze, then her eyes were fixed on him, eyes so pale brown that they were almost translucent, causing his pupils to appear so black and sharp.

“Get over there quickly. He wants you," the bartender who was standing behind her whispered to her, as if afraid that if Renee did not hasten to do what Sean wanted, it would be fatal.

Renee frowned at Sean, trying to challenge the eyes of the man, who were still staring at her so sharply without expression.

"Is ... is ..." Renee cleared her throat because her voice was so hoarse. "Would you like to be brought a drink?"

Sean only stared at her for a few tense moments, then nodded his head. "Bring one, my usual drink."

Quickly, the bartender mixes Sean's favorite drink, his usual drink. Renee's hands trembled when she received the tray of drinks. A little more, Renee, she muttered, trying to encourage herself. Soon all your grudges will be avenged, a little more. Renee spoke those words like a prayer, with trembling steps she approached Sean who was sitting like the king, waiting for her.

She put the glass down on Sean's front desk. I hope you drink it quickly and die, Renee's prayer silently.

But it seemed that God still wanted Sean alive, because he didn't seem interested in touching his drink. His eyes were instead on Renee and glaring at him.

"Sit." Sean snapped his fingers, glanced at the place next to him.

Renee's whole body twitched accepting such arrogant orders, her eyes unconsciously radiating hatred, who would this man dare to order her like this? When Renee was pensive, another waitress nervously pushed her to sit down, obeying Sean's request, so Renee was forced to sit next to Sean.

"What is your name?" Sean glared intently at Renee, not taking a single glance at the drink glass on his table.

Renee was ready with this question, her pseudonym, "Gladdys." The answer is stiff.

Sean frowned at her intently, then those long fingers suddenly stretched out and pulled Renee's chin closer, so that he could observe Renee's face carefully. "I've never seen your face here before."

"Uh, she—she is our new employee, Mr. Sean, excuse her impoliteness, I have never taught her how to bring drinks to a guest as important as you." With a scolding look he warned Renee. "Come on, Gladdys, introduce yourself to Mr. Sean. Mr. Sean has chosen you to be his drink maid, it is an honor for you, you should be grateful."

The order made Renee straighten her chin proudly. "I've introduced myself and I've brought a drink to dear Mr. Sean, so I'm leaving." Renee replied curtly, as she got up from her seat, after all her mission had been accomplished. The poisoned drink glass was already on Sean's table and soon Sean would die from suffocation.

But before Renee could stand up, Sean grabbed her fingers and pulled her tight, so that she sat down again, this time on Sean's lap.

"What ... what ...." Her voice stopped when those cold hard lips suddenly crushed hers, Renee struggled when she realized that Sean was chewing her lips with a hot, wet kiss.

The kiss was really disrespectful because Sean's cold lips without permission immediately bit her lips without holding back, his tongue immediately burst into her, smoked it, enjoyed it and crushed it mercilessly. Renee's entire body felt burning, hot with anger and fever with passion.

This man was obviously very skilled at flirting with women, so even the inexperienced Renee was carried away by her passion, overcoming her hatred. But the thought that this man had used so many women to satisfy his arrogance and power made Renee feel disgusted, and suddenly there was a power within hee to push the man away, and slap him with all her might.

The atmosphere in the club was very quiet. Incredibly quiet. Even the frenzied music stopped as everyone stopped doing their activities and stared at Renee, who was standing panting against the petrified Sean sitting on his VIP sofa.

A second later, a rough hand gripped Renee's arm, so painful that it made Renee scream,

"How insolent you are! You dare hit Mr. Sean!" shouted a heavy and harsh voice. Renee turned her head and found herself being bent by a large man who seemed to be one of Sean's bodyguards.

The man's big, strong arms held her until her hands felt stiff and sore. But Renee didn't give up, she struggled with all her strength, clawing, biting on the arm that remained rock hard. Her breath was panting and her face was red with anger and shame because as a woman her strength was so powerless to withstand the domination of male power.

"Let her go." Sean's cold voice rang out in the silence.

The people were still waiting, concentrating on what the notorious man was going to do to the woman who dared to slap him.

At that instant, Sean's burly bodyguard let Renee go, almost knocking her out from the exhaustion of struggling. They stood face to face in the eyes of the many waiting people. Sean, who was still standing with a cold expressionless face, rubbed his cheek, the mark of Renee's slap.

"How much is yours?" Sean's voice was calm and cold.

Eye Renee widened. What? What is this guy talking about? Her eyes darted to the glass Sean had poisoned on the table. Everything fell apart, she exclaimed holding back her frustration with herself. All because she couldn't contain her hatred. When Sean was harassing her she should be able to hold back and pretend to be an easy girl, she should be willing to sacrifice to hold back her feelings. At least when she obliged, Sean would probably be pleased and caught off guard, drink his drink and die. But now all is already too late.

Sean seemed no longer interested in his drink and was completely attracted to Renee. After all, Renee couldn't pretend to like Sean, her hatred for him was too deep.

Rose, the belle of this bar, approached Sean with a seductive gaze, she was the one Sean chose to accompany him drinking when Sean visited, and now her heart was filled with jealousy because Sean seemed so attracted to the new girl. Even if she look at the beauty, the new kid is much uglier than her.

"Never mind, Sean." Rose touched her hand on the collar of Sean's shirt. "That ugly woman will not be able to satisfy you, better let me accompany ... ouch!"

Rose moaned because Sean grabbed her hand that touched Sean's collar. Sean's fingers gripped her with an unbearable force, hurting her to the point of piercing her bones.

"Get off," muttered Sean with a murderous look at Rose, then threw Rose's hand roughly so that her body was pushed away. While grimacing in pain, she quickly walked away.

"Now then." Sean focused his cold eyes back on Renee. "Tell me how much yours is and I'll pay you."

I must have this girl, Sean decided to himself, I have to have her right away.

God knows he's been trying to save this woman. But somehow this one woman had such a strong determination to harm him, that she forgot that she had challenged the most dangerous man.

Sean's eyes glanced at the glass Renee had placed on his desk, he knew he was poisoned. Renee was too inexperienced in her first attempt at killing people. Her hands were shaking and her eyes were nervous, repeatedly glancing at the drink glass. And also that ridiculous fake name. Renee didn't even notice that her cover had been exposed from the start.

In fact Sean had decided to laugh at Renee in secret, pretending to drink the poisoned drink. But those lush lips and Renee's incredibly sexy appearance brought out a demonic side within him, a thirsty devil side. Maybe it's time this woman received a lesson for her recklessness.