Chapter 37
The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride
They arrived at a five-star hotel.
Janet followed Ike into a private room and found that the people he went to meet werenât clients but just a bunch of his friends.
There was a big round table filled with all kinds of sushi and sashimi, and in the middle, there was a carved flagon.
At the table sat a group of men dressed in strangely styled clothes. Each of them held a glass of wine in one hand and a woman in the other. The women all wore heavy makeup and skimpy dresses.
Their faces were all red from drinking. When they saw Ike, they raised their eyebrows and one of them shouted at him, âOh, finally! Get over here, Ike! Weâve all been waiting for you!â
Keeping her face neutral, Janet sat among Ikeâs friends and their lady companions. It was obvious that the women were working girls.
The women looked at Janet with a smile as if welcoming one of their own to the party. They even raised their eyebrows and winked at Janet.
The men fondled the women, and the women giggled. The low moans and the stifled squeals gave the room an atmosphere of drunken lust.
The entire time, Janet felt like she was sitting on pins and needles. She itched to run far, far away.
âWhy are you so nervous?â Ikeâs cheeks were red. He stared at her lewdly and put his hand on her thigh.
Frightened, Janet stood up and dumped wine on Ikeâs face, âYou are such a lecher! Donât touch me!â
The people around them didnât seem to be surprised though. In fact, they even started laughing. âIke, the girl you brought seems to be hot-tempered. You better teach her a lesson tonight so that sheâll behave herself.â
After that, some of Ikeâs friends stood up and led their lady friends to their respective rooms for the latter part of the party.
Obviously, Ike already had too much to drink, but he didnât get angry at Janetâs behavior. He just chuckled and said, âWhatâs wrong with me touching you? Youâre not worth much more than those women who have sex with men for money, unless youâre still a virgin though. Are you? Hey, if you let me pop your cherry, Iâm willing to pay you much, much more. What do you say? Sounds good?â
Ikeâs words and movements became more and more indecent. At the same time, Janet just wanted to take off her shoes and beat Ike up.
She knew that if she stayed here, sheâd be in great danger.
âExcuse me, Mr. Lyman. I seem to have consumed too much water. I need to go to the ladiesâ room. Iâll be right back.â Gritting her teeth, Janet forced a smile.
âOkay. Donât take too long. You still have to serve me.â Ike reached out his hand and touched the side of Janetâs face. Then, he stuck his face to her neck and sniffed. A small, satisfied sound escaped his throat. âYou smell so good.â
Janet pushed him away, grabbed her purse, and ran out of the room. She rushed to the elevators and pushed the down button.
It didnât matter to her anymore if she lost her job. Her life was more important.
She didnât have much experience and thought things too simply. She didnât expect that Ike, who seemed to be a decent person, would be such a lascivious man.
She shouldnât have gone with him tonight.
Finally, the elevator doors whirred open. When Janet was about to step in, somebody suddenly grabbed her from behind.
âLetâs go to the bathroom together, and then letâs have sex right inside the bathroom stall. Howâd you like that?â Ike reeked of alcohol. He leaned his head on Janetâs shoulder and rubbed up against her.
âYou bastard! Get away from me!â
Even though already nauseated, Janet desperately struggled to break free from Ike.
But she was too thin and weak to overpower such a strong, albeit intoxicated, man.
Ike locked Janet in a tight embrace. âDonât be so stubborn. Many women in the company have slept with me. And the day after, they went right back to work. Some of them even got promoted and got a raise. They had it easy. All they did was go to bed with me.â
As he spoke, he dragged her into an empty room nearby.