Chapter 846 - Finn, Haven’t You Lost Out With Monica Like This?
Pregnant With CEO's Baby
Among the five young hunks who had been seduced, one of them got so crazy that he directly tore off his clothes, revealing his six-pack. He pressed tightly against Monica, causing wave after wave of climax at the scene as they continued to tease each other.
It jumped to the extreme so Monica left the dance floor, her entire body covered in sweat. It had been a long time since she had danced like this. If it wasnât for the injury on her wrist, she could have pole danced. Instead, she returned to her seat, panting.
The journalist who was following her looked at her sexy figure. At this moment, because of her sweat, his heart seemed to itch unbearably at the sight of her.
âWhat are you looking at?!â Monica panted heavily.
The reporter quickly retracted his gaze and couldnât help but say, âItâs hard for me to control myself when someone looks like this.â
Monica rolled her eyes. She was used to it. As long as she wanted to dance, all the menâs eyes would be on her.
Those fair-weathered friends of hers always said she should be the queen of nightclubs, no matter how rich she was.
Though, could she be considered a wealthy young lady? Even though her family was richer than the norm, her personality was completely different from that of a rich young lady.
She had never liked things that were bound by rules and regulations. She preferred pursuing this kind of free and exciting life where she could do whatever she wanted.
She drank a glass of wine and said, âAre you done filming?â
âIâm done taking the photos and videos.â The reporter took out his memory card and handed it to Monica. âHere you go.â
âAre you sure you donât want to keep any?â Monica asked.
âIâm afraid Ms. Cardellini wants me dead. How dare I keep such a sexy and enchanting dance? Director Ross has already given us strict orders not to dare touch your news. Weâll still give you the original copy. Just donât tell anyone I took the photos for you.â The reporterâs desire to live was quite strong.
Monica took the memory card and nodded lightly.
âIf thereâs nothing else, Iâll take my leave first.â The reporter said.
âOkay.â
The reporter left. However, the moment he did, he couldnât help but turn back. âMiss, did you want to go into the entertainment industry? â
Monica raised her head and glanced at the reporter.
âWith a figure and dancing skills like yours, no one could compete with you if you wanted to be in a girl group,â the reporter suggested seriously.
âGet lost.â Monica was impatient. She was not that bored.
The reporter smiled and agreed. With Monicaâs family background, being a celebrity was just for fun. So he left.
It just so happened that Elsa had returned from her dance. As soon as she was back, she saw Monica getting up to leave.
âHey. Leaving so soon?â Elsa was obviously not done. âHow about two more rounds of dancing? F*ck. You donât even know how much of a commotion you caused in there. I dare say that 80% of the men here want to take you away tonight, and the remaining 20% are gay.â
It was rare for Monica to talk nonsense with Elsa. âIâm living with my parents right now. If I get back too late, Iâll be beaten to death.â
âWhen did you become so obedient? Youâre even living with your parents. What? Your parents canât bear to part with you because youâre getting married soon or something?â
âWhatever. Go and play on your own. Iâm leaving.â
âReally? Come on. One more dance?â
âDance yourself.â
âI pulled so many handsome boys for you, and youâre just going to leave like thatâ¦? â Elsa looked at her with puppy dog eyes.
Monica waved her hand. âKeep them for yourself and enjoy. â
âF*ck. How can I even enjoy it now?â
Monica had already left. She didnât know where her shirt was nor where she had thrown shoes since it was rare she found herself in the chaos of the dance floor. Fortunately, she still had a warm windbreaker on her. Otherwise, she would have frozen to death when she walked out.
She sat in the nightclubâs dedicated shuttle car and went back. She had never left so early before. Monica was indeed a little bored with nightclubs.
When she returned home, it was 11 p.m. Although it was still early in the night, this was the time most families slept.
She walked into the villa carefully, afraid of disturbing her parentsâ rest. However, as soon as she entered the living room, she noticed a figure sat on the sofa, which almost made her jump up in fright.
âDad,â she said. Monica was a little flustered and exasperated. It was scary, alright?
Gary watched as his daughter clutched tightly onto her clothes. Seeing as she didnât even have shoes, he couldnât help but ask, âWhere did you go?â
âUhâ¦â She didnât dare to say.
âItâs late. Arenât you afraid that your mom and I would be worried?â