Contract With The Devil: Perfect Lover

Wanda Lin should've had a happy family. At least, that was what she thought she deserved.

However, her life was fumbled upside down by a car accident when she was a child. She lost her parents. Back then, it seemed as if she was doomed to live the rest of her life alone.

Fortunately, her uncle took her in, but that didn't mean that life got any better.

Considering their poor state and her sick uncle, they'd always been struggling to get a day by when they weren't short of cash.

Wanda Lin, the hopeful little girl, was forced to grow up and work part-time even at an early age.

As she turned 18, she continued to work even harder. In order to save her uncle, she had taken several jobs at the same time. While some might collapse under such pressure, she continued persevering.

Her entire family's livelihood was on her shoulders, but she continued looking forward.

In the end, everything turned out in her favor. That day, Wanda Lin was about to collect all the fees needed for her uncle's upcoming major surgery. As long as that was paid, she could finally send her uncle to the hospital.

After quitting her last job, she rode the bicycle home happily.

She had never been so ecstatic before.

The wind blew her thin hair that grazed her delicate face. The sides of her lips inched up into a beautiful smile and her eyes lit up under the sunny sky.

She had already made up her mind.

As soon as her uncle was cured, she would find a job that she actually liked, make more friends, improve her lifestyle, and finally learn something. That way, she could bike ahead towards her future.

Finally, she arrived at their residential building.

It was a building on the old street. The apartments were usually inhabited by some old people or those who couldn't afford to rent more expensive apartments upstate.

However, as Wanda Lin parked the bike, she saw an expensive car parked on the streets. Her eyes widened. Even if she worked 24/7, she still couldn't afford that car! Why was it there?

She furrowed her eyebrows and went upstairs.

Somehow, she had a bad feeling about this,

and it seemed that she was right.

The moment she opened the door, she was greeted by her skinny uncle kneeling on the floor and begging the man in front of him. His words were filled with despair and grief.

His eyes flashed in indescribable fear.

"Mr. Qin, please give me some more time. I'll pay you back."

Wanda Lin gasped.

'Pay back?'

Their family did owe some money, but from what she knew, they only borrowed it from their own relatives.

Although they kept urging her, they wouldn't send men over to scare them. Plus, they were very reasonable people.

Finally, she glanced at the man sitting on the sofa.

She was sure she had never seen him before.

He was so young and handsome! In fact, his beauty could rival the stars on TV. There was just something about him that reeked of allure and danger.

Wanda Lin froze

and clenched her fists.

The man lounged in their room casually, and his onyx eyes were cold.

He couldn't care less for the old man begging him for mercy.

In fact, he wasn't even looking at him!

"Mr. Qin, please."

Her uncle was still begging him.

Wanda Lin gaped at the scene.

When the man heard her uncle, he just chuckled. His lips raised slightly, and he waved his hand.

"Cut off his hand."

Hearing the man's order, the tall man in black immediately stepped forward and pulled out a delicately small dagger.

The scene brought Wanda back to her senses. She rushed into the room and shouted,

"Stop! We're ruled by law here. Aren't you afraid of going to jail?"

Although she was trembling, she managed to push the suited man back.

She was afraid that his uncle might suffer after this.

Regardless of fear, she had to be courageous to stand up for her own family. At this point, Wanda was willing to risk everything.

"How much does he owe?"

she demanded.

The man raised his eyebrows in surprised. He didn't know that someone would break in from the outside.

Then he surveyed her carefully.

"He owes a lot in my casino. I'm afraid you can't pay it back," he said snidely.

Holding back her anger, Wanda took out her bankbook, which held all the money she had saved for her uncle's treatment. She threw it at him.

"I have money here. See if it's enough to pay you back."

Although she didn't know what really happened, she knew that from the looks of it, her uncle really owed a lot of money.

She could still collect money for his surgery, but if she didn't pay off his debt now, her uncle might lose his hand today.

The man took the bankbook and smiled.

His gaze fell on Wanda.

He couldn't help but be amazed at the woman's guts.

He had seen many beautiful women in his job. In fact, he wasn't lacking them, but there was just something different about Wanda that drew him in.

He glanced at her in interest.

At the look of her shivering hands and trembling stance, he could tell that she was scared out of her mind,

but her protectiveness of her uncle overwhelmed that fear.

It was interesting.

He closed the bankbook and signaled his man to back away.

The man in black returned to his original position behind him.

"Why don't you ask your uncle? Is the money enough?"

His voice was surprisingly pleasant to the ears.

Wanda stared at the man blankly before turning to look at her uncle.

It seemed that she was at a loss.

She didn't understand why her uncle would gamble so much, especially under such circumstances.

"Uncle,"

she cried out.

Hearing her cry, Ryan Li trembled. He didn't dare look at his niece.

He was useless. Although it was said that he'd taken care of Wanda, it was more accurate to say that she was the one taking care of him all this time.

Ryan Li was trembling under Wanda's gaze.

Seeing that she still didn't get the answer she wanted, the man burst into laughter.

"If you don't want to answer her question, then I can help you."

His words made her blood boil. No matter how good-looking he was, she was still tempted to smash her fist against his face.

She gritted her teeth.

"Your uncle owes me a total of 5 million."

Hearing the number, Wanda almost fell to the floor.

5 million?

For ordinary people like her, 5 million was a huge amount. In fact, even if she did work 24/7, it would be impossible for her to earn that much.

"What the hell did you do?"

she asked Ryan, trembling.

She knew that her uncle was addicted to gambling in the past, but he had restrained himself a lot due to his sickness. There were times when he would work to support them.

How the hell did he owe that much?

"Uncle!"

Wanda demanded again, flushing in anger.

"I thought I could win, and that–and that our lives wouldn't be so hard anymore,"

Ryan stuttered out, refusing to look any of them in the eye.

Hearing his confession, her heart sank.

"Why?"

Her hands shook.

Why would he do this to her?

Wasn't her help good enough?

She worked three part-time jobs every day just to pay their rent, save for medical fees, as well as pay for their other necessities.

Not only was that money all gambled away by her uncle, but he also had the audacity to borrow money from the black market. Otherwise, the debt wouldn't be that huge!

Wanda trembled in anger.

Ryan's surgery would cost her 500 thousand. That was also the figure in her passbook, and it was far from the 5 million that they needed to pay.

What was more was, if she paid off the debt, then she wouldn't have money for Ryan's surgery.

Her hard work was all in vain.

Now, all of her plans were ruined.

Wanda raised her head and glared at the man in front of them.

Although he had seen their miserable situation, Quincy Qin still had a smile on his face, as if mocking them for their ignorance.

Her heart thumped in anger.

If it weren't for these types of men who indulged people's greed, then Ryan wouldn't have gambled all their money away! They were making them slaves for money that wasn't even theirs in the first place!

As if knowing what was on her mind, Quincy Qin asked,

"Do you really think it's our fault?"

"Isn't it? Don't you make money by doing this? Isn't that how you get to afford the car?"

she spat out.

Wanda hated how they could use people like that.

If they hadn't taken advantage of gamblers, then they wouldn't have been in this situation in the first place.

Hearing her roar, Quincy Qin didn't get angry. Instead, he burst out into another round of laughter.

"So you're blaming me?"

he asked.

"Yes."

Quincy Qin straightened his back and gazed at the woman in front of him.

"You're right. I do make money by doing this, but if it wasn't for your uncle's addiction to gambling, I wouldn't even have the chance of tempting him,"

he stated.

She hated how reasonable his words were

and how she was stunned to silence.

What he said was right. If it wasn't for Ryan gambling their money away, then they wouldn't have ended up like this.

The more Wanda thought about it, the more desperate she became.

The bright life that she'd been hoping for was already going down the drain.

"Can you give me a few more days?"

she said hoarsely.

"I've already given your uncle a month. He said the same thing to me a month ago,"

Quincy's gaze fell on Ryan.

To be honest, he appreciated Wanda's honesty and piety. It was only a pity that she had an uncle who was hell-bent on destroying both of their lives.

Before she could say something else, Quincy added,

"Do you know that during last month, Ryan not only didn't want to pay the money back but he also sold your mother's gold just so he could continue gambling?"

He stared, as if waiting for her reaction.

It would be a lie if she didn't hate Ryan's guts now.

Wanda tried her best to restrain herself at the man's words.

The gold that Quincy mentioned was her mother's legacy. Ryan knew that it was the most precious thing for her. Even if they were poor, she wouldn't dare sell it away.

How could he!

If he hadn't been sick, she would've slapped him on the face.

The smile on Quincy's face faltered as he leaned back.

"Are you playing some kind of trick to stall the time? I've lost my patience. Are you going to die or are you going to pay me back?"

Although Wanda wanted nothing more to do with her uncle, he was still the one who had taken her home when her other relatives didn't want to.

She took a deep breath.

"Please give me a few more days."

She would try her best to pay it all off.

However, Quincy shook his head.

"No."

Her heart sank in an instant.

She feared for the worse.

People like them could do anything they set their minds to. Even if Wanda called the police, it would already be too late.

Sweat beaded down her forehead.

"What do you want us to do?"

Quincy gazed at her for a long time.

Wanda's appearance definitely suited his taste. And although her personality was strong, he believed that he could tame her.

He licked his lips.

It would be interesting.

He then glanced at Ryan.

"I'm not the man you want to owe money to," he started, his eyes flashing. Ryan bowed his head.

"Please don't kill me, Mr. Qin. Wanda, help me ask him for mercy," he cried desperately.

All of a sudden, Ryan tried to pounce on him. Quincy frowned at the man. He waved his hand and the man in black pulled Ryan back.

Ryan was even more fearful. Tears streamed down his face as he lowered his head, as if he had just accepted his fate.

"Mr. Qin! Please!"

he begged.

Glancing at him, Quincy smirked and shook his head. "Don't worry. It's useless for me to take your life."

As he said this, he turned to Wanda.

Wanda froze. Although she didn't know what the man was going to say, she knew that it wouldn't be a good thing. Her heart sank dreadfully.

"You may not be able to pay me back, but your niece can. Sell her to me to pay off your debt."

As soon as he heard his words, Ryan stopped in an instant. He widened his eyes and stared up at Quincy, wondering why he had given such a condition.

Judging by the look on Quincy's face, he knew that the man wasn't joking.

Wanda felt even more nervous as she glanced at her uncle.

'What the hell is he trying to do?'

What scared her the most was the glimmer of hope that passed in her uncle's eyes. She shook her head rapidly. "No, Uncle, please..."

"I haven't finished up yet." Quincy's eyes glinted. "Work for me to repay your uncle's debt. Would you rather I take his own life? It's up to you," he stated.

Wanda froze.

The underlying threat was clear. If she refused, then her uncle would die right in front of her.

She took a deep breath and stared at the man in front of her.

"Work? And what kind of job can I work for that would earn five million dollars? All you want is to ruin my life," she snapped.

It would be as if she just sold herself to the devil.

In fact, he might be even worse than the devil himself. Seeing the sneer on Wanda's face, Quincy's lips twitched. She was definitely an interesting woman.

"It's not a big deal. 5 million is nothing to me. If you want to work for me carefully, maybe I'll hand you that 5 million in a day,"

he added casually.

That was true. 5 million was nothing to those men.

Wanda fell into silence.

Quincy lit a cigarette and exhaled a smoke ring. The smoke filled the air, shading his handsome face.

She was now in a daze.

Ryan, who had been listening to their entire conversation, jumped into action.

"Help me, Wanda, please. I can't stand this anymore,"

he begged.

Hearing his words, she closed her eyes and dug her nails into her palms.

She hated this...hated the fact that she was left in a tight spot.

Wanda didn't know what else to say.

For all these years, the reason why she had been so hard on herself was to repay her uncle for giving her a home. She wanted to pay him back for his kindness.

She worked so hard to save money to cure him.

But in the end, he had gambled all the money away.

It seemed that her uncle would never get over his own addiction even if she tried to help him.

Wanda finally saw through his act.

Without even asking what work she was about to partake in, Ryan had already asked her to agree to the deal. Money was the only thing on his mind.

Wanda gritted her teeth

and raised her head.

"I won't agree to sell my body,"

she stated coldly.

Quincy smiled.

"As you said, we live in a society ruled by law. I won't force you into such shady businesses."

He paused and continued,

"It's serious work."

Even then, she was still hesitant.

After all, Quincy was a cunning man. Who knew if he would play a trick on her after she agreed to his condition.

Seeing her hesitance, he put up a hand and started to count down.

"I'll give you three seconds to think about it. Three...Two..."

"You!"

Wanda clenched her jaw. Now, she had no other choice but to tell him,

"I'll do it."

Ryan, who had been waiting for her answer anxiously, suddenly became weak after hearing his niece's acceptance.

"Thank God! Thank God!"

He had been thinking about himself this entire time. In fact, he never once thought of what would happen to Wanda once she was taken away by the man.

After Quincy got the result he wanted, he stubbed out the cigarette in his fingers and nodded with satisfaction.

He stood up.

It was only then did she notice how tall he was.

If they hadn't known each other in such a situation, Wanda might have been tempted to swoon after him.

But now, she felt nothing but hatred for him.

Lowering his eyes to look at Wanda, Quincy said softly,

"Let's go."

Wanda blinked in surprise.

"Right now?"

Quincy was already walking towards the door. He stopped.

"You're mine now. I'll wait for you outside."

"I see."

She didn't even bother to fight against him.

She wiped her tears and ran back to her room to pack up.

After what had happened, Wanda couldn't even look at her uncle.

The only reason why she promised to work for Quincy was so that she could pay Ryan back for raising her up back then. Otherwise, she would've already left.

After packing, she walked out of her room.

She glanced at her uncle who was still on the floor.

He didn't even say anything. In fact, he couldn't even look at her in the eye.

Wanda glanced at her passbook and smiled bitterly.

"I don't care whether you keep the passbook for your surgery or your gambling.

Either way, this is the last time I'll help you,"

she said sullenly.

After saying that, Wanda left the house which she had lived in for so many years without looking back.

She'd be lying if she said that she didn't want to leave.

Wanda held back her tears and walked out the door.

Ryan didn't even bother to look at his niece. Instead, he held the passbook tightly in his arms as if he was holding onto his own life.