Chapter 3 Danger from All Quarters

Sensing an unfavorable situation, Camila tried to escape. As soon as she got up, her legs felt weak, and she almost fell. The two men went over and dragged her towards the elevator. The intoxication and that secret drug deprived her of her strength!

"Help, can anybody help me?"

In the noisy environment, no one could hear her faint cry for help. Even if someone did, he might not necessarily help her.

Like a lamb to the slaughter, she was taken to the elevator. Victoria didn't follow but just spoke simply.

"Room 309, take her there, the door is open!"

In black uniforms of security guards, the two men nodded silently.

The elevator went up and the door opened! The lights there were much brighter than those in the club, and the environment was eerily quiet.

"Let me go, please!"

She kept begging for mercy, but the two men simply ignored her. They got paid for the task and certainly would not let her go!

When they reached the door, the two men finally spoke. One of them had a deep, husky voice, which scared her even more.

"Is it 309? But the door is closed."

The other man sighed.

"It's okay, just leave her at the door. Given her condition, she won't escape."

"Okay, give her a call and tell her to take the girl away. If our boss finds out, we're screwed!"

They considered for a moment. To keep their jobs, they left Camila at the door.

Seizing the chance, she took out her cell phone and tried to call for help. Unfortunately, her phone was powered off at such a critical moment! Without a choice, she struggled to get up and staggered to the elevator. The heat in her grew stronger, and she just wanted to take off everything that packed up her body. At that moment, the drug hadn't taken its full effect, and she was still sober!

The elevator came up, and out rushed two men. Instinct told her that they were after her, and she dashed into the elevator before pressing the button to the 8th floor, the top floor of this building. Aware that it was dead-end downstairs, she had to go up and hide!

The elevator door opened. A man about 27 years old was standing outside in a dark suit. The collar of his white shirt was slightly open, revealing his fair skin. He had a pair of deep, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and sexy lips. His delicate features were sculpted by God.

Only Camila didn't see his face clearly in her delirious condition. She rushed out of the elevator, stumbled, and fell to the man. He was appalled, but it was too late for him to dodge! With disgust, he shoved her away.

"Watch out, drunkard!"

Camila panted and turned to the strange man.

"Help, someone is chasing me! Help me, please!"

Perhaps due to the effect of the drug or her fear, she immediately held the man like her last straw.

Seemingly never close to women, the man avoided the stunner!

He pushed her away and asked coldly.

"Who is after you?"

Before she could answer, the two men rushed up aggressively!

Now he believed her and folded her in his arms in the nick of time.