Chapter 170
The Day I Kissed An Older Man
Chapter 170
With her mouth taped, Corinne widened her eyes and made noises to attract the manâs attention,
wanting to speak to him.
The kidnapper, the fat man, deliberated on this before reaching out and pulling off the tape on her
mouth. He initially taped her mouth out of fear that Corinne would scream for the whole city to hear.
Since they were in the wilderness, however, shouting was not going to help her.
Once the tape was ripped off of Corinneâs mouth, she took a deep breath and said, âSince your know
itâs useless to threaten Jeremy, why donât you let me go?â
The fat kidnapper snorted. âLet you go? What about the work I did today? Little missy, you are quite
beautiful. Why donât we have some fun together?â
Corinne chuckled. âFun? Sure! But you have to let me go first. I donât like being manhandled when Iâm
bound.â
This must have been their first time having such a cooperative hostage that the fat kidnapper and his
companions were stunned as they exchanged looks with each other.
The fat kidnapper narrowed his eyes alertly. âLittle missy, donât you even dare think about doing
something!â
Corinne blinked innocently. âWhat can I do when this is your territory? Do you think a weak girl like me
can run away when strong men such as yourselves are watching me? You didnât think highly of me, but
you underestimate yourself.â
The fat kidnapper smiled evilly. âOf course thereâs no way for like to force myself onto women! Itâs more
exciting that way!â
Corinne sighed, and her expression faltered. âBut the ropes are affecting me. Hear me out: I used to
work in a special job when I was studying to earn more money. Iâm good at serving people, if you catch
my drift. I guarantee youâll experience the most exciting, exhilarating time of your life.â The men cackled
upon hearing her words. âOh? So youâre an expert, are you? Where did you work before?â
âI worked part-time in Twilight before.â
âTwilight? Thatâs a high-class bar, and itâs very famous in New Capital City! I want to see how escorts in
high-class bars treat their customers! Go and untie her!â exclaimed the fat kidnapper.
One of the guys gulped and hurried over to untie Corinne.
Corinne stood up and loosened her muscles. After that, she looked up and smiled sexily. âWhere
should we have fun?â
The fat kidnapper pointed at a place contemptuously. âHere!â
Corinne grew flustered. âHere? With them watching?â
The fat kidnapper smiled salaciously. âTheyâre not just going to watch. Theyâre going to join in the fun!â
Corinne covered her mouth as though surprised by what she heard. After that, however, she giggled.
âOh, but the more, the merrier. Itâs more satisfying that way!â
The kidnappers were dumbstruck.
âThis woman looks so pure, but sheâs a wild one all along!â
âGood! Good! I like the wild one!â
âLetâs get started now. I canât wait!â Corinne flicked her hair sexily and slowly undid a button as she
walked toward the rotund kidnapper, who was drooling.
He even thought Corinne was taking too long to take off her clothes and anxiously went up. trying to
help her take off her clothes.
All of a sudden, Corinne raised her leg and harshly kicked the fat manâs abdomen, sending him
tumbling back and vomiting.
The other menâs smiles faltered at the sight.
The fat kidnapper held his stomach as he wheezed. Gritting his teeth, he cursed, âYouâre asking for
trouble, you b*tch! Kill her! Kill her!â
With ferocious expressions, the rest of the kidnappers swung their punches at Corinne.
Corinne did not panic. She took her time and took down the kidnappers one by one as they tried to hit
her. In the end, all of the kidnappers lay on the ground grunting in pain with fractured bones, unable to
get up.
Finally, she stepped on the fat kidnapperâs stomach and relaxed her wrist. âIâm sorry. I probably didnât
explain myself properly. Twilight is a regular bar, and they never offer extra services! I worked as a part-
time martial art coach and was responsible for training the guards working in the bar. I taught them to
use their fists and legs to fight thugs like you!â
The kidnappers looked at her with fear as if she was a devil. They were afraid Corinne would hit them
again, fearing they would actually die in her hands.