Irresistible Love: By Your One and Only

The night in A City was filled with bright lights and bustling with activity. And there was a heavy traffic of cars and buses passing through the streets as the neon signs flashed on and off. During these long and lonely nights, a lot of people were trying to find ways to relieve stress and blow off some steam, which in turn made the city so alive.

In an upscale private club in the city's central business district, scantily clad beautiful hostesses walked around. Inside this exquisite place, the scent of alcohol and all kinds of expensive perfume pervaded the air. Those women passing by wore such gorgeous and revealing clothing and had heavy makeup on their faces.

Surprisingly, a girl in a beige dress stood by the door of a private room, looking so innocent and out of place. She didn't have any makeup on, and sure enough, her big eyes caught the people's attention in such a boisterous place.

Her eyebrows were deeply knit and her face seemed a bit pale. And she was tightly clenching the chain of her shoulder bag with her right hand.

"Miss, is there anything I can do for you?" a waiter who was passing by gave her a curious look and politely asked.

However, the girl simply gave the waiter a quick glance and said, "No, thanks." Her bright eyes were filled with sadness, which made the waiter's heart skip a beat. And despite her hoarse voice, it was rather calm, with a hint of despair in it.

Hearing her response, the waiter immediately walked away from her.

Taking a deep breath, Ivanka Su stretched out her hand and grabbed the door handle. And after she opened the door just a little, blaring music and laughter came out. Biting her lip, she pulled the door open with all of her strength. The blaring music, the men's wild laughter, and the charming women flirting with them. These things, along with the smell of cigarettes and wine, welcomed Ivanka.

No one seemed to have noticed her come in, and everyone in the room kept talking, eating, and drinking. On the long sofa, a handful of beautiful women were all over a disheveled man. The man was exceptionally handsome, with his straight nose, tantalizing eyes, and a charming smile on the corner of his mouth. He was much like a hunter who could easily get whatever he wanted, and no woman could ever hope to escape him.

At that moment, his face was a bit flushed. He held a woman in each arm, kissing and touching them all over.

Ivanka walked up to him without saying a word. Then, she stared at him, with disappointment written all over her face.

A pretty lady next to the man gently patted him. He looked at Ivanka with his glossy eyes. As his face turned into a frown, he said, "Well, it is the good daughter-in-law of the Xu family!"

Staring back at him, Ivanka tried her best to hold back her anger and said straight away, "Bruce, you have to go home with me."

Brushing her off with a sneer, Bruce Xu shouted, "What did you say? I can't hear you!" Upon saying that, he wrapped his arm around the waist of the woman beside him, and the people around them burst into laughter.

Despite this, Ivanka managed to keep her calm. Raising her voice, she calmly told him again, "Bruce, go home with me."

"Go home?" With a faint smile on his face, Bruce looked at her and replied, "Which home are you referring to?" Kissing the woman on his left, he continued, "Is it Mary's home?" Then, he kissed the woman on his right and said in a rather playful tone, "Or is it perhaps Candy's home?" Then, he looked up at Ivanka and said in quite a provocative manner, "I have a lot of homes. If you're not clear, how will I know which home you want me to go to?"

At this point, Ivanka's face had turned pale, but the lights in the room shined upon her, which made her face bright blue.

Looking at Ivanka, Bruce simply sneered again and said in a mocking tone, "Ivanka, do you actually think that you're a part of my family just because we got married?"

"Come home with me," Ivanka repeated for the third time.

"Okay!" Bruce yelled out as he patted on the thigh of the beautiful woman right next to him. Everyone's eyes were on them at this moment. Someone turned the music off and the room was suddenly filled with silence.

As a faint smile crept onto Bruce's face, he looked at Ivanka and pointed at a dozen glasses of wine on the table. Then, he went on and said, "If you can drink twelve glasses of wine, I will go home with you."

Stunned, Ivanka's face became even paler than it was before. Twelve glasses? She had never even taken a sip of wine before!

Raising his eyebrows, Bruce scoffed at her and asked, "So, can you do it? If you can't, then you should just get out of here!"

Closing her eyes, Ivanka took a deep breath. After mustering up the courage, she grabbed a glass of wine and gulped it down. It felt so uncomfortable for her, as though the wine had set her throat on fire. Finishing one glass was already so difficult, let alone twelve.

"I'm only drinking one." Looking at her, Bruce simply smiled and said, "Didn't you hear what I said? You have to drink all those twelve glasses!" All of a sudden, the people around them became so excited, and the crowd began to cheer. Their screams and applause were so loud that it kept ringing in Ivanka's ears.

Put on the spot, she had no other choice now but to drink them. As the minutes ticked away, more empty glasses could be seen on the table. With every sip that she took, she felt more and more uncomfortable.

"Six..."

"Seven..."

"Eight..."

"Nine..."

"Ten..."

"Eleven..."

The crowd continued to cheer and shout, not noticing that Ivanka was starting to act weird.

Little by little, her vision was getting hazy. Her stomach felt so hot, and it didn't take too long for her entire body to get feverish as well.

Needless to say, she couldn't drink anymore.

'No, I can't give up! Bruce has to go home! Because...' If he didn't go home with her tonight, she wouldn't be able to forgive him for the rest of her life.

Gritting her teeth, she stared at the last glass of wine on the table. As her hands shivered, she reached for the last glass and looked at Bruce. Her face was red all over because of the alcohol.

Seeing this, Bruce's face darkened in an instant. Everyone watched with excitement as Ivanka drank the final glass. All of them couldn't help applauding for her courage.

However, in contrast to everyone who looked like they were having the time of their lives, there was nothing but coldness on Bruce's face.

Ivanka turned the empty glass over, and not a single drop of wine was left. Then, she looked at Bruce and shot him a faint smile, as though she was teasing him.

"There. I did it. Now, you have to come home with me." She carefully said this, word by word, as if she wasn't drunk at all. She had her head held high, as calm and proud as she ever was.

This made Bruce so infuriated, so much so that he was raring to tear up the fake calm mask she was wearing and trample on it. He wanted to see her cry in disappointment and beg for mercy. If it weren't for this woman, he would have been able to be with the love of his life. Moreover, he wouldn't have to live like this every single day.

All of a sudden, Bruce sneered and said, "Ivanka, it looks like you can hold your liquor after all. But, why did you act so innocent before?"

"Bruce..." Before Ivanka could finish her words, Bruce cut her off. "Enough! Stop uttering nonsense! You said you want to go home, right? I'll go back with you!" he said, completely losing his patience. After saying that, he held a beautiful woman in his arms and kissed her passionately. Then, he gently caressed her face and regretfully said, "Baby, I have to go home for now. See you tomorrow." The beautiful woman gave him a coquettish smile and glanced at Ivanka, as if she was mocking her for not even being able to get a man's love.

Bruce got up from his seat and walked toward Ivanka. As the tall and handsome man stood in front of her, all she could do was look up at him. All of a sudden, Ivanka felt a jolt of pain in her chest. It felt like she had always been looking up at him from the moment she met him, yet he had never really noticed her affectionate gaze.

Bruce brushed past her and purposefully hit her shoulder hard. Ivanka's arm was left in excruciating pain. Despite this, she quickly went after Bruce and followed him closely behind, worried that he might change his mind and run away. But, after she took two steps forward, everything around her suddenly became a haze.

Ivanka felt so lightheaded, and she could barely keep herself upright.

Bruce reached out his hand and opened the door of the room. And the second he stepped out of the room, he heard someone screaming behind him, "She fainted!" He turned around to check who it was and saw Ivanka lying unconscious on the ground. He couldn't help frowning. That being said, his cold expression turned into a smug smile almost instantly.

"Bruce, what are we going to do?" someone looked at him and asked.

Without giving a response, Bruce walked up to the wasted Ivanka and gently kicked her face with his foot. Then, he sneered and said, "She's not just acting. She's really out cold."

Without missing a beat, he yelled out, "Turn on the music! And order more drinks. Don't mind her. Let's all have fun!"

"Oh..." Everyone exclaimed. And just like that, deafening music filled the quiet room once again.

A close friend of Bruce walked up to him, looked at Ivanka and worriedly asked, "Bruce, what about your wife?"

"Her?" Bruce sneered. Then, he went on and said, without a hint of remorse, "Just throw her out."

Ivanka felt so dizzy.

She opened her sleepy eyes slowly, but it was a bit too dark for her to make anything out. Finally, she struggled to get up and leaned against the wall, and the induction light was suddenly on. From the looks of it, she was in the staircase. She felt so feverish and found it hard to breathe.

Her mind was such a mess. She came here for Bruce, but what was she doing here? Where did Bruce go?

In a state of confusion, she opened the door of the staircase and staggered as she looked for the room. She had made up her mind that she would bring Bruce back home with her no matter what she had to do! After all...

Someone was waiting for them at home! For that reason, she and Bruce had to go home. Or else... it would be too late.

Ivanka walked toward the private room, checking the room numbers one by one. After walking around, she finally found it. It was this room! 8859!

Without delay, she went ahead and pushed the door open. Much to her surprise, she didn't hear any loud music or see any debauchery.

She helplessly stared at the dark room in a daze. "Where are you? Bruce! Where are you now?!" Ivanka screamed at the top of her lungs. She finally revealed her true nature.

"Bruce, I'm only going to give you the count to three. If you don't come out, I'm going to break your arm!" Ivanka furiously yelled into the quiet room.

The only thing that was illuminating the room was a warm yellow light in the corner. Under it, a tiny flame was flickering slightly. It looked like he was here after all! Squinting her eyes, Ivanka staggered toward the light.

Under the dim light, there was a man sitting on the sofa. He was smoking a cigar, and his face had been obscured by the smoke. He was wearing a plain white T-shirt. Although the room was poorly lit, it wasn't enough to conceal the noble aura of this man.

Seeing the man sitting on the sofa and staring at her without saying a word, Ivanka flew completely off the handle. How could he still choose to have fun in this place?! Could he even call himself a man?! At that moment, she seriously thought that it was so stupid of her to have loved a scumbag like him all these years!

Not wasting a second, Ivanka walked one step closer, grabbed the man's collar and furiously said, "You're such an asshole!"

Looking at the woman who had appeared from out of nowhere, Liam Xiao furrowed his eyebrows slightly.

She seemed to have a disposition of a woman that was somehow both mature and young at the same time. It might sound confusing, but that really was the impression she was giving off. Her eyes, which were as cold as the deep ocean, suddenly became so alive, brimming with intense anger.

It was very dark inside so he couldn't take a good look at her face, but he found her bright eyes so attractive.

It seemed as though... He was caught in a daze for a moment. Her eyes reminded him of someone else's in his memory. But, he knew that it was impossible. There was no way she could be that same woman. After all, she...

"Miss, I think you got the wrong person," he said lightly as he looked at her.

Glaring at him, Ivanka replied, sounding so displeased, "Damn it! I've known you for nine years. I will never mistake you for someone else."

She had a strong stench of alcohol and a faint smell of Chanel perfume on her body. These two scents mixed together gave her quite a unique fragrance. Because of this, Liam felt an unexpected sense of familiarity.

He looked at Ivanka, took a drag on his cigar, and leisurely puffed out the smoke. He reached for Ivanka's hand and took it off his collar.

This made Ivanka's heart ache. She knew full well that Bruce didn't like being touched by her. Simply put, he didn't really like her at all. Ivanka's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and a sense of stubbornness rose in her heart. Shaking off Liam's hand, she raised her eyebrows and said, "You don't like me touching you, do you?"

Liam simply gave her a cold stare without giving any response.

Without a warning, Ivanka moved closer to him once again, held up his face and gave him a passionate kiss. "The more you don't want me to touch you, the more it makes me want to do so! There! I have kissed you. What are you going to do about it?"

Taken by surprise, Liam frowned and immediately tried to push her away. But, she managed to quickly straddle him, with her arms wrapped tight around his neck.

Ivanka's lips had the strong stench of alcohol, mixed with the distinctive fragrance of a young woman. Although she was being too aggressive, she wasn't a good kisser.

Somehow amused, Liam let out a soft chuckle.

This made Ivanka angry, so she backed away a little. Then, she glared at him and said, "Stop laughing!"

'This kitten has a bad temper, ' Liam thought to himself as he looked at her. In any case, she was really a dead ringer of a person he used to know. He didn't like being touched by women, but since Ivanka was a bit of a special case, he suddenly felt an urge to play along with this kitten who seemed so clueless and dared to kiss a tiger.

He reached out his hand and gently pinched her chin. Then, he whispered into her ear in a low and seductive tone, "That's not how you kiss."

At that point, Ivanka was in great confusion. Staring blankly at him, she asked, "Can you teach me how?"

Liam leaned in closer and gently brushed his finger against her lips. Her eyes were filled with anticipation and her lips were like cherries, like the most sumptuous dessert he had ever seen. His glimmering eyes darkened in an instant. Finally, he puckered his lips and gave Ivanka a passionate kiss.

Sure enough, Ivanka's cheeks had turned beet red, and she found the kiss so addictive. This was actually her first kiss. And even though she wasn't a good kisser, it was full of affection. Needless to say, no matter how much Bruce hated her, she was still head over heels for him.

It was love at first sight for Ivanka, but unfortunately for her, Bruce didn't feel the same way. He only had eyes for that woman and that woman alone. She had no hope of winning against a dead person. Ivanka suddenly felt like her head became as heavy as a stone. After a while, her mind went blank and she finally passed out.

A teardrop fell from the corner of her eye, and Liam let go of her. He went ahead and wiped the tear dry.

Suddenly, the door was opened. A man in a suit and leather shoes came in. As soon as he saw Liam, he respectfully informed him, "Sir, it's done."

Liam nodded his head to acknowledge it and put Ivanka down on the sofa. Then, he got up and put his suit jacket on. At that moment, the man in a suit looked at Ivanka on the sofa in confusion.

"Do you know this woman?" Liam asked casually.

The man lowered his head and cautiously replied, "I'm not entirely sure, but I think she is..."

Hearing this, Liam gave him a confused look.

"She seems to be Ivanka Su," the man continued, pointing at her hands.

Liam, who was straightening his clothes, paused for a moment. After taking a closer look at Ivanka's hands, a hint of astonishment flashed through his eyes. After that, he quickly walked toward Ivanka, pinched the defenseless woman's cheek, and said in a low voice, "Turn on all the lights."

The man immediately did as he asked. With that, the room became as bright as day.

The woman who was sleeping soundly had a pink nose, red lips, and slightly wet eyelashes. Moreover, she had red spots on her rosy cheeks.

Liam's heart skipped a beat. Then, he lifted her dress and furrowed his eyebrows.

Seeing this, the man in a suit quickly turned away from them.

"Tim, take this woman with you and call Doctor Wu."

When Ivanka finally regained consciousness, she found herself lying in a soft king bed. The smell of disinfectant filled the room. She felt so parched and wanted to drink some water.

But, when she tried to get up, she felt a sting coming from the back of her right hand. She looked down to check what it was and found that there was a tube inserted into the back of her hand. It was then that she realized she was having an infusion.

Wasn't she in the entertainment club? How on earth did she end up getting an intravenous drip here?

"How do you feel?" a voice asked, coming from her left side. Ivanka was completely taken aback. When she turned her head, she found a man sitting right next to her!

He was such a gorgeous man, and his hair had been meticulously combed. And upon a closer look, there weren't any wrinkles on his clothes. He gave her a piercing glare, with eyes that were as sharp as an eagle's. He exuded elegance, but truth be told, he could be quite condescending and snobbish. As a matter of fact, he was rather arrogant and domineering.

"Who are you?" Ivanka asked, confusion written all over her face as she looked at the strange man beside her.

Liam looked back at her coldly, trying his best to control his temper. His gaze was so intimidating that Ivanka felt as though she was going to be killed by him.

"Ivanka." Liam asked in a cold tone, "Are you kidding me? Don't you remember who I am?"

Ivanka simply shook her head. It seemed that she didn't remember him at all. "I seriously have no idea who you are. Where am I? What am I doing here?" She tried to sit up as she said these words, but her body felt sore all over and she didn't have any strength at all.

Liam sneered. Then, he stood up, leaned over and put his hands on her cheeks. With their faces so close to each other, he looked her straight in the eye and said, "You don't even remember your own husband, do you?"

Feeling so confused, Ivanka said in a hoarse voice, "I don't know who you are. Who the hell are you? And I'm married. My husband's name is Bruce Xu. You must have mistaken me for someone else."

"You're married?" Liam's eyes darkened, with a gleam of terror in them. "How dare you get married?"

Ivanka got even more confused. 'Who is this man?! It's none of his business!'

"I really don't know you! I swear!" Ivanka felt so helpless. "I have been married for three years. I've known my husband since I was young. I have never seen you before." A trace of anger flashed across Liam's eyes. "Ivanka, I highly suggest that you tell me the truth. My patience is limited."

"What truth?" Ivanka tried to sit up straight. Liam's face was very close to hers, so much so that she could even feel his breath.

"Why did you go to that club last night?" Liam stared at her, as if he was trying to gauge whether she was lying or not.

"Why did I go to that club?" Ivanka felt a headache and replied, "Something happened to my family. So, I went there to look for my husband. I went there to ask him to go home with me."

"And then?" Liam asked, "Why were you in my room if you were looking for him?" Obviously, he wasn't buying it.

"What?" Ivanka tried to recall what had happened last night. The last thing she remembered was that she got so drunk and went to find Bruce and then the two of them shared a kiss. At that moment, her heart sank. Could it be that he was actually the man that she kissed last night and not Bruce?

That couldn't be! How could she do something so foolish?! Her face turned red in embarrassment and she quickly averted her gaze, not daring to look at Liam.

Taking a deep breath, she regretfully said, "It was just an accident. I'm really sorry. I mistook you for my husband. If I've offended you in any way, I sincerely apologize again."

As a cunning smile crept onto Liam's face, he lifted her chin with one finger and said coldly, "Ivanka, you should already know what kind of person I am. If you want to get my attention again, there's no need for you to pretend to have lost your memory. Do you know what I want?" As he said these words, his eyes were fixated on her.

At that moment, Ivanka was scared to death. However, she more or less knew what he meant. She could tell from the look in his eyes. It looked like there was no way for her to get out of this, and no one was going to save her either. After all, she didn't even know where she was right now. If this man were to really do something to her, she wouldn't be strong enough to defend herself.

"You... You can't..." Ivanka protested as her voice trembled. "My husband is Bruce Xu. If he finds out that you have laid your hands on me, he's not going to let you get away with it."

"Is that so?" Liam smiled indifferently and said, "It turns out you still don't know me well." His face was so close to hers that their noses almost touched. Seeing his threatening glare, Ivanka couldn't help shivering in fear. For some reason, she found this man so terrifying.

"You belong to me." He looked into her eyes and carefully said, "Bruce is just an insignificant figure from the Xu family. He doesn't even have the qualifications to be my opponent. How dare he marry you?"