Sh! Turn Off the Light

It was a dark night.

The darkness shrouded the earth, and in a high-class entertainment club in S City, the lights were ambiguous and the music seductive.

On the stage.

A woman in a mask was swaying her stiff body.

The woman had a curvy figure, and her hair drooped to her waist like seaweed. She looked like a descending fairy.

The mask covered half of her face but couldn't conceal her beauty!

"Take off your mask, I'm offering ten thousand yuan!"

"Twenty thousand for each piece of your clothes, you have my words!"

"I have all the money, take it off now!"

Under the stage, those men were holding cigarettes and wads of red banknotes separately in their hands. They teased the dancing woman on the stage like a pet.

Lewd gazes landed blatantly on Lindsay Fowler's body.

She squinted coldly at the men off the stage, fought back the urge to puke, and continued to sway.

She needed money!

She needed lots of money!

Frivolous whistles rose and fell along with all sorts of unrepeatable obscenities. Behind the mask, Lindsay's delicate face instantly turned pale.

She had never expected this.

She used to be a proud princess. Somehow one day, she became so corrupt that she danced in a nightclub to earn a slender income.

Depraved as she was, she had her bottom line.

Therefore, she rejected the requests from those sleazy men without the slightest hesitation, "Sorry, that's all my performance today!"

Following her words, she turned to leave.

Just then, a fierce-looking villain rushed up, took out a wad of greenbacks from his bag, threw them at Lindsay's face, and shouted abuse, "Bitch, you're a whore and pretend to be a saint. Don't you need money? My money is enough to buy you out, and you must get stripped today!"

"What if I say no?" Never a doormat, Lindsay glared coldly at the sleazy man and retorted brusquely.

"If you wouldn't, I'll give you a helping hand!"

"No..."

Following a scream from Lindsay, those men at the scene got high!

Facing the sleazy man's grope, Lindsay was instantly ashamed into anger. Locking on his groin, she kicked him.

Squarely hit, the sleazy man grimaced in anger, "Bitch, if I can't get you here today, I'll rip my head off!"

Sensing the unfavorable situation, Lindsay tried to flee, but the mask slipped off inadvertently, revealing her stunning face.

She had clear, bright pupils, lanceted eyebrows, and long eyelashes that trembled slightly. Out of fear, she pursed her vermilion lips that looked more seductive at the moment.

Time seemed to be frozen.

In a moment, those men guffawed.

"Isn't this Lindsay, lady from Fowler Group?"

"I really didn't expect the lady from Fowler Group should be reduced into a nightclub stripper!"

"Is Fowler Group so corrupt that it needs the lady to walk the street?"

...

Those men didn't disguise the lust in their eyes, and Lindsay's delicate face turned paler.

She felt like a naked clown exposed in public.

Their lustful gazes were like blades that cut her body.

She was exposed!

At that split second, she ignored the mask on the floor and turned to flee. Unexpectedly, the sleazy man beat her to rush up and block her way with a smirk, "What a stroke of luck today! The lady of Fowler Group should be very tasty."

"Out of the way!" Lindsay feigned composure, glared at the sleazy man, and snapped, "Touch me, I dare you!"

"Humph!"

The sleazy man sneered, "You think I don't know? Fowler Group is going bankrupt. Do you think you are still a wealthy lady? What's the difference between you and a whore?"

At that point, the sleazy man shouted, "Guys, wanna watch a live show?"

Those men got excited, "Yes!"

Under the emergency, Lindsay pointed to the back of the hooligan and shouted, "My boyfriend is here!"

The man instinctively looked back.

Taking the chance, Lindsay abruptly pushed the man away and took to her heels...

But after a few steps, she bumped into a broad chest.

In a hurry, Lindsay raised her head and then stiffened at the sight of a dashing face.

Him...

How come?

She used to imagine various scenarios of their encounter, but such a discomfited state was not even in her wildest dream!

Was it a punishment from Heaven?

When Francisco Graves recognized the woman bumping into his chest, a flick of inexplicable gloom flashed across his eyes.

Should the woman show up at such a dangerous place in such thin clothes! Didn't she know the place was even more terrifying than a wolf's den!

In an instant, his dashing face looked icy to the core.

The sleazy man quickly chased over and shouted abuse, "Bitch, you won't get away!"

But when he saw the awe-inspiring man by Lindsay's side and five, six burly bodyguards in black behind him, he shivered in fear.

If he was not wrong, this man should be Francisco, the successor to the Graves family.

Rumor had it that Francisco took over the entire Graves family at a young age. In S City, he was omnipotent like a god!

The Graves family was depicted as all-powerful in both officialdom and the underworld, so no one dared to mess with them!

The sleazy man had never expected to encounter such a tough guy and hurriedly giggled, "Mr. Graves, this is a misunderstanding! I... I should go!"

The corner of Francisco's mouth curved up in a sneer, and he spat slowly with his thin lips, "How dare you get your hands on my woman?"

Lindsay's heart convulsed at his declaration.

Originally, she thought Francisco should have forgotten her after so many years.

But...

Frightened, the sleazy man knelt on the ground and kowtowed for mercy, "Mr. Graves, s... s... sorry... I didn't know she's your woman. I... I... dare not do it again, please spare my life!"

However, Francisco wouldn't even give him a chance. Nonchalantly, he lifted his hand, and his slender finger shook slightly. Then a bodyguard in black immediately rushed up and carried the sleazy man away.

Appalled, the crowd dispersed quickly for fear of offending the terrifying man.

Lindsay came to her senses and hurriedly thanked Francisco, "Thank you!"

Following her words, she tried to beat a hasty escape.

But her waist was caught unawares by a pair of large hands, and she was held. A burst of teasing laughter assaulted her ears, "Miss Fowler, are you gonna sell yourself like this? Do you like others to appreciate your body so much? Or, you are reduced to a point that you need to sell your soul in exchange for money, eh?"

He spoke unhurriedly in a meaningful, teasing tone.

Lindsay lowered her head for a glance at her bikini and blushed ear to ear.

In Francisco's mind, she should be a slut.

Heh!

But he was not wrong!

Now she was indeed a sluttish woman!

She betrayed her self-esteem and brazenly acted like a coquette to earn the lowly money.

Lindsay bit her lower lip tightly, tried to look indifferent, and smirked, "Thanks for your help, Mr. Graves. Duty calls, gotta go!"

Following her words, she tried to leave once again.

"Follow me!"

The man, however, was not ready to let her go. He quickly took off his coat, took the liberty of wrapping it around her sexy body, and took her out of the nightclub by force.

By the time when she came to her senses, she was already pushed into a luxurious Rolls-Royce by the road.

"Francisco, please let me go!"

Lindsay raised her head stubbornly and looked Francisco in the eyes, "We're over five years ago!"

Ignoring her, Francisco quickly sat next to her and instructed the driver, "Drive!"

"Hey! Where are you taking me to?" Lindsay sulked

"Since you like to be a coquette so much!" There was a stream of coldness in his eyes, "I'll grant your wish today, eh?"

"No, let me off!" Lindsay struggled to push open the door, only to find it locked. No matter how hard she tried, it wouldn't open.

Then the Rolls Royce dashed away.

Half an hour later.

The car pulled off in a luxurious lavender manor.

As soon as Lindsay saw the beautiful place, a flicker of sadness flashed across her eyes, and the old memories flashed back...

The car door opened the next second.

Before Lindsay could react, the man quickly scooped her up to the villa inside the manor.

"Francisco, let me go!" Lindsay struggled desperately, but that infuriated the man.

Inside the villa, he threw her onto a luxurious fabric sofa and looked at her from the commanding height. His eyes were blazing with anger, "I didn't expect you to be so corrupt that you trade coquetry for money. Where's your brother? Didn't he treat you very well? How would he let you do this?"

"None of your business!" Lindsay was unwilling to talk about it.

Francisco abruptly took a step forward, reached out his arm, lifted her chin, and forced her to look at him, "Lindsay, I didn't expect such a lowly side of you! You hid it pretty well!"

"Yeah, true!"

Lindsay suddenly raised her head and faced the man's gaze coldly, "I am lowly. I am trading coquetry for money! What has it got to do with you?"

"Since you need money so badly..."

The anger in his eyes became more intense, "Go ahead, take off your clothes. How about ten million yuan for each piece? If you sleep with me, I'll offer 50 million. Fair deal, eh?"

Slap!

Lindsay directly smacked Francisco hard.

She endured the sorrow in her heart and told him adamantly, "Francisco, even if I'm starved, I won't need your charity!"

However difficult her life was, she would not yield to him!

Following her words, she sat up on the couch, trying to get up and leave.

Francisco, however, abruptly threw his arms around her waist and rolled her over.