The Hug His Darkness

The Part 51

Annora felt like her head was hit by millions of dizziness. Feels heavy and manages to make the eyes suddenly blurry immediately after sipping one slof of alcoholic drinks. He couldn't stand the liquid. Previously tried, but the effect is not as severe as this time.

“How much is this alcohol content?” asked Annora while massaging the throbbing temple, making her lose focus of vision because she felt like closing her eyes due to dizziness that struck.

“Small, Miss. Do you not stand the alcohol content?” Antony asked in a trembling voice. There is a sense of anxiety and fear that helping his friend will be fatal to his business. The amount consumed is very high.

Annora neither condones nor denies. He shook his hand. “Call my manager, tell me to book a room for me to rest!” later decree.

“Good.” Antony leaves Annora alone. He looked at the condition of the woman who was limp with her eyes closed.

Instead of meeting Annora's manager who was going to the toilet, Antony was to Virza who had been waiting at the lounge exit since.

“Good job.” Virza patted Antony on the shoulder as a compliment and thanks. “If this plan works, surely I will be the daughter-in-law of the Dominique family, you take it easy.”

Virza just walked past Antony. He immediately approached the already weakly helpless Annora. Not making the slightest sound so that the woman did not realize that she was the one who helped into the room.

Drunk Annora didn't really care who helped. The main thing and really want to do is to lay down the body, sleep, and wait for the influence to disappear.

Just dragging his feet without opening his eyes, following out who the human was beside him at the moment. Annora could hear the door open, and she was swept inside and thrown into the bed.

Annora doesn't care. He just kept raising his position until he found a pillow. Ready to fall asleep.

With the awareness of a tiny speck of dust, Annora refused without lifting her eyelids. “No need, I don't want to change clothes.” He shook his hand to throw out. In his mind, that person was his manager.

Instead of obeying, Virza actually increasingly launched action. His hands continue to force to pull every strand of cloth that covers the body of the beautiful model.

“I've said no need!” annora Sentak. He shook his head and tried to look around.

Annora brushed off someone's hand. Not yet able to see clearly because it is faint and blurry. But, from the posture of the body it seems that it is not the manager.

“Out! Leave me alone!” throw it away while pushing the body of someone who knows who. Damn it was the alcohol earlier, making him lose half consciousness.

“You're mine tonight.” Only now did Virza make a sound. He dared to disarm Annora without fear of being resisted because in a drunken state, the woman was helpless and still outdone.

“Shit! You're Virza!” Annora's Oath. He remembered the man's voice.

With little awareness, Annora tried to kick the man who was about to take off his clothes. “Don't mess with me!”

However, the kick was not hit. Virza actually managed to tear the buttons of Annora's clothes until the woman was left with a bra only. “I've never messed with you. You're the one who always played me.”

Virza gets on the bed. She dragged Annora's pants until she had two cloths wrapped around her upper and lower body.