Chapter 2 The Escape

She couldn't see his face in the darkness, but she could feel his temper clearly.

She knew that he was angry as well as his shocked.

Before he came back to his senses, she suddenly turned around. In the darkness, she grabbed his clothes and his phone at an extremely fast speed, and rushed to the door.

She took the card which was connected to the electricity of the room when she opened the door. So when Ian tried to turn on the switch, it was still dark in the room.

All her movements were done in one smooth motion. By the time he came to his senses, she was already at the door, holding the handle of the door.

"Goodbye, Mr. Sexy. I will never see you again." After that, she closed the door and ran away.

The only thing he saw was the shadow of her figure reflected in the light.

She wore his clothes and took away his pajamas. He couldn't chase after her nakedly.

He gritted his teeth, and his eyes were cold. "Fuck! Fuck!"

She just escaped like that?!

"Damn it!" She played for time by taking all his stuff. So that he could not catch her in time.

However, how would he let her leave easily? "I, Ian, am not a man who could be controlled by others!"

Damn it! He was only worth one dollar?!

He had always been the one to mess with others, and no one dared to mess with him like this!

He was not a prostitute. How dare Tim send a woman to humiliate him with one dollar!

He, Ian Clarkson, always had the priorities right  for everything. No one in Los Angeles dared to provoke him.Well, he was scratched in the face by this little wild cat.

What a bold woman. "Good, very good!"

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Rosaline stood in the elevator, gasping with lingering fear. She tried ro recall what had happened last night.

She was at a SPA place. She ordered a glass of cocktail at the spa. She didn't expect that someone would change her wine. She felt dizzy after one drink. She was taken to a room in Hiltal Hotel by a stranger.

She remembered there was a man and a woman in that room. And the woman wore a mask and a pair of sunglasses. But little did she know that the woman was staring at her with her vicious eyes.

Rosaline had the feeling that the woman changed her wine and planned everything. And she had the feeling that the woman was her cousin,Catherine Wilson.

On the night before her engagement party, Catherine made Rosaline to sleep with a random man to stop the marriage.

Rosaline was drunk. But even so, she retained the last trace of soberness. She took the opportunity to jump out of the window, but she didn't expect that it was the 11th floor.

She couldn't jump down, so she had to jump to the next door, which was the room where Ian was!

If she had known that there was a man in the room, she would neither jumped into his room nor slept with him!

Rosaline knew that if she was caught by him, she would never get a good result!

Rosaline ran away in a hurry. Ian, who was still in the room, smiled, picked up the lighter on the bedside table, and lit up the room.

He picked up the telephone of the hotel and called a number.

"Mr. Clarkson?" In just two seconds, the phone was picked up.

"Don't let anyone leave the entrance of the hotel." His eyes gleamed in the dark  "If you see a beautiful woman with long hair, stop her!"

He wanted to see how that woman could escape from his hote!