The Foreign Softness

##Bab 47 Dangerous Games

In just an instant, successfully selling so many underwear, today I will get a huge commission, the commission is enough for a few days of my salary.

So, even though a few days ago this man told me to get out of his car, I don't care at all, as long as today this young master is happy.

The Fifth Young Master raised his wrist and looked at the fashionable and expensive patek philippe watch, "There are still ten more minutes, I will be waiting for you outside."

After speaking, Fifth Young Master left.

I hurriedly tidied up and checked the items on the shelf. After the time came, I was the first to rush out of the mall.

When I exited the mall, I saw the tall and burly figure of the Fifth Young Master standing in front of the stairs. He threw the big bag of clothes he had just bought to a beautiful woman, "Take it."

The beautiful woman was very confused, "Fifth Young Master, these are men's items."

"You tell them to take it, so take it. Why are you so chatty?"

The typical domineering nature of Fifth Young Master reappeared.

The beautiful woman pursed her lips and accepted the pile of items that were almost useless to her reluctantly.

"Now go," said the Fifth Young Master again.

The beautiful woman widened her eyes in shock. "Fifth Young Master, didn't you say you were going to the hotel later?"

"I'm going to the hotel, but not with you, go!"

This young master is extremely cruel.

I believe that maybe a few minutes ago, this young master was still making out with this woman. In the blink of an eye, he no longer recognized her.

The beautiful woman did not dare to say anything. His lips pouted until it was enough to hang a bottle of wine. He snorted in annoyance and walked away angrily while carrying the large bag.

As soon as the Fifth Young Master turned his head, he saw me who was already stunned on the stairs, "Why are you still pensive there? You want to stay here?"

Right now, I just walked over to Fifth Young Master.

Fifth Young Master didn't take me to the hotel, but we came to the Night Charm Club. He walked in front and I followed behind.

In the VIP room of the club, several men and women were playing cards. The moment Fifth Young Master entered, those people greeted Fifth Young Master politely.

There was a person who gave him his seat and the Fifth Young Master was seated in that person's seat.

I don't know why Fifth Young Master brought me to such a place, so I consciously stood behind Fifth Young Master.

Who would have thought after they had arranged the match, it turned out that they were playing a game like this.

Losing people not lose money, but take off their clothes, men ask their female partners to take off their clothes. If you lose once then you have to take off a piece of clothing, if you lose constantly, then there will be no clothes left on his body.

Most of the female partners they brought were not their actual lovers, so they did not care. They even clapped.

After several rounds, except for Fifth Young Master, none of their female escorts were still wearing skirts.

I am fascinated by games like this. I don't understand the world of the rich. They play with their lives like this.

The girl named Dhea, her partner had lost twice in a row and Dhea's outer skirt had been released from her body ten minutes ago.

I secretly sweated for him, while praying inwardly that Fifth Young Master would not lose. I don't want to undress in public.

Dhea pursed her red lips and grumbled dissatisfiedly, she complained to the man who carried her, "Always losing, why every time you lose? Every time I have to go shit because of you."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to remove his clothes.

The man did not care at all, he instead patted the woman on the shoulder with a big hand and said, "With this it can only get rich! Do you think I'm right, Dhea?" the man said with a smile and threw a stack of red banknotes at him.

Dhea pursed her lips and smiled as she said, "You bastard." He lowered his head to pick up the paper money that had fallen to the floor.

The proud laughter of the men resounded in the room. Besides being shocked, I just feel ashamed of her mother Dhea who gave birth to such a daughter.

Yet everyone has their own aspirations, some people like this kind of life, others have no right to advise it.

"Our women are all grasses and wildflowers, tired of being seen. After all today we should make Fifth Young Master lose once and make the beautiful woman by his side take off her clothes, what do you think?"

Suddenly someone suggested and the person next to him instantly agreed, "Right, today we have to make Fifth Young Master lose once."

My heart immediately flinched, these perverted men even started to target me.

I silently squeezed my fingers. I thought to myself, what should I do if the Five Young Lords really lose?

If you knew from the start, Fifth Young Master brought me here to do this. Whatever happens I won't come.

The Fifth Young Master smiled at these perverted men and disagreed with their proposal, "Then, depending on your abilities."

A new series of games has begun. The outcome of this game is directly related to my fate. I was so nervous that my hands were sweating.

While I was, I was feeling very nervous, my whole body began to tremble.

Dhea shouted with a smile, "Look, look, her face turned pale from fear. Fifth Young Master, you must not lose."

"Often walking by the river, how can the shoes never get wet. This time Fifth Young Master must have lost."

The men were already on the verge of winning, giggling laughter resounded throughout the VIP room.

I felt my scalp numb and my back was sweating cold sweat until my back shirt was wet. I thought, as long as Fifth Young Master loses, I would say I have a stomachache and run away.

However, the Fifth Young Master instead said casually, "Not necessarily. I used to walk by the river, but my shoes never got wet."

The Fifth Young Master threw the final card onto the table and the men were astonished, it turned out that the Fifth Young Master still had the final trump card he had yet to take out.

In this way, the Fifth Young Master turned defeat into victory. The loser is still Dhea's partner.

I closed my eyes, I felt ashamed for Dhea and heaved a sigh of relief.

"I want to go to the bathroom," I whispered to Fifth Young Master and was about to leave, but Fifth Young Master said in a serious tone, "In the room there is a bathroom!"

He seemed to know I wanted to escape, so he instantly dispelled my idea of escape.

A new game has begun.

Dhea sat in the middle of a group of men with naked bodies without the slightest embarrassment, this time it was another woman's turn.

The woman also did not feel the slightest embarrassment and turned around inside the room.

His behavior made his male partner laugh while pointing at him and saying, "Look, this little whore."

I just felt my scalp numb and I didn't know which way to look. But when I unintentionally turned my head, I saw Fifth Young Master looking at the girl with interest.

Men all over this world were the same, especially land crocodile men like the Fifth Young Master, they all liked beautiful women.

This perverted game that lasted for more than two hours finally ended. Fortunately, Fifth Young Master has always been a winner, otherwise I would have been a clown and received laughter from these rich youths.

When I came out of the VIP room, I couldn't take it anymore and rushed to the bathroom to vomit.

The Fifth Young Master followed me slowly, his tall body leaning against the door while smoking a cigarette. He said nonchalantly, "This is how you've vomited? It's just a game."

I rinsed my mouth and glared at him angrily, "This is your game, not mine, it's disgusting!"

The Fifth Young Master's expression became sour, he threw the smoked cigarette up to half onto the floor, "Who are you talking to? Who are you anyway? I'm just asking you to play, if you're not willing, go!"

I left the Night Charm Club without saying a word.

Me and Fifth Young Master are indeed like this. Every time he would appear in front of me in an unexpected way, then he would say the word "go" to drive me away.

I think I'm cheap too. In the past, I would never hang out with people who disrespected me, but now, for the sake of retaliating to Candra and Stella. I have trampled on my own dignity.

This way, I again parted ways with Fifth Young Master in annoyance and returned to the apartment alone. Cindy is still not back, recently she worked overtime.

I waited in the living room for a while, but she still hadn't returned, so I went back to the room.

At midnight, Cindy is taken home drunk by Dean.

I heard the door open, then I came out in my pajamas and saw Cindy rushing to the bathroom, followed by a vomit sound.

Dean took out a glass of water to gargle for a while, then used a towel to wipe his face for a while attentively.

I know that Cindy must have sacrificed herself for Dean's career.

"Drink slowly, Cindy, don't choke."

Dean used one hand to hold Cindy's waist and the other hand to hold a glass of water to ask her to drink water. Cindy seemed to be so thirsty, she drank quickly that she immediately choked and coughed. Dean stroked his chest and back.

Cindy was relieved and smiled at me, "Clara, today I helped Dean win a big project. Renovating the entire company."

Cindy was so happy, she pushed Dean away from him, then staggered and spun around in the room.

I shook my head and breathed. Cindy, oh Cindy, you did everything Dean was supposed to do, what are you still with him for?

As Cindy returned to the room, she fell asleep with her head closed. Dean greeted me awkwardly and left.

I sat by Cindy's bed and held her hand, my heart filled with pity, "Cindy, oh Cindy, when can you care about yourself?"

But Cindy was asleep.

I went back to the room and slept. Today, I'm really very tired.