Game Over No Second Chances

"This is where you brought me for fun?" Regina asked. She slumped into the plush booth, eyeing the table full of drinks. She shot an impatient glance at the socialites beside her.noveldrama

Just two days ago, she'd been grounded by her parents for causing a scene at the porcelain exhibition. Today was her first chance to step out and relax, and a friend had excitedly invited her to check out a newly opened bar nearby.

But she hadn't even had time to strengthen her bond with Cole yet.

The two socialites flanking her took turns speaking.

"Doesn't it just prove how charming your fiancé is if he's got some clingy admirer?

Do you really need to care about a pushover like that?"

"Exactly. If you want, I can send you a lot of male escorts to keep you entertained."

Upon hearing that, Regina's frustration eased a little.

As the heiress of the Arnold family, she never lacked male attention. But marrying the future heir of the Larson family was what truly gave her status. As for playing around in private, plenty of women in their circle did that even after marriage.

Why should she let a nobody like Sarah ruin her mood?

With that thought, she let go of her worries and hired a few male escorts to join them in the private room. Just looking at handsome faces was enough to lift her spirits.

Outside the room, an attendant quietly made a call.

"Ms. Arnold is indeed here at the new bar. She hired male escorts, but only for drinks."

"Gosh, she loves clubbing so much. And she still hires male escorts despite having a fiancé? How shameless."

Sarah gritted her teeth in anger. If she were engaged to Cole, she would never be as shameless as Regina. She would never do something so disgraceful.

Regina was nothing but a selfish idiot, hogging the spot without making good use of it!

"Since she loves men so much, let's give her exactly what she wants tonight. As for her two besties, I'll take care of them."

"Understood."

The attendant ended the call from his spot in the shadows. His gaze shifted toward the drinks being served inside, and he slowly moved closer.

Midnight rolled around.

Regina was tipsy. Her two friends had stepped out to deal with an issue. Both of their cars had been scratched.

Without them around, the male

escorts swarmed closer, their cologne mixing with the faint scent of alcohol. The overwhelming smell made Regina's stomach chum. Annoyed, she shoved them away.

"Get lost! I told you, I have a fiancé. Just sit down and wait for my friends!"

The escorts exchanged glances before obediently backing off.

But Regina's nausea only worsened. She hadn't even drunk that much, yet her head felt heavy. Holding her forehead, she stumbled outside for some fresh air, slipping out through the back door.

Under the dim alleyway light, she gulped down a bottle of ice water. As the cold liquid hit her stomach, she finally managed to throw up most of the alcohol.

"What a shitty bar. What a shitty drink! If I knew it'd taste this bad, I wouldn't have come," she muttered, reaching for her phone to call her friends.

Suddenly, someone grabbed her wrist.

"Who are you!" Regina shouted, jolting away.

She turned, only to see a filthy homeless man staring at her, throat bobbing. His grimy fingers tightened

around her wrist, and he leerened

closer, inhaling deeply.

"You smell so good. It's been ages since I've had a woman this sweet. How about you keep me company tonight?

As he spoke, he freed one hand to undo his belt.

Goosebumps prickled Regina's skin, a cold sweat breaking out all over her body. She kicked him between the legs, but he caught her leg firmly.

"So eager already? No need to help me undress. I'll take care of you just fine..."