C1 She Had Been Sold!

"Director Nichols, my sister is still a virgin. Can you really justify offering only 600,000 yuan? Haven't you seen that she's the campus belle of Galvorn University?"

"You really have the nerve to demand 600,000 yuan for one night. Why not just ask for a million?"

"Hehe, Director Nichols, have you considered that there are several of you and only one of her? And it's her first time. 600,000 yuan to do as you please for the night isn't too steep, is it?"

...

The sleazy conversation of the men sent chills down Juno's spine as she hid in the restroom. She bit her lips so hard they began to taste metallic.

She could never have imagined that this was the "ordinary gathering" Calen had mentioned. Nor could she believe he would actually put a price tag on his own sister.

All that talk about entertaining business partners and drumming up clients was nothing but lies!

Laughter seeped through the bathroom door, indicating the deal had likely been struck.

Unable to bear it any longer, Juno burst through the door and fled!

Calen, who had been entertaining "friends" inside the room, was caught off guard by her escape. The slamming door jolted him to his senses, and he hurried after her.

The blaring music in the bar was overwhelming, making Juno's nerves fray. She felt faint, her mouth parched, and her palms slick with cold sweat.

Calen had deceived her, selling her out and even slipping a drug into her drink.

She faintly heard Calen's searching movements and bit her tongue to stave off the encroaching unconsciousness. In her frantic state, she collided with a solid, warm chest.

"Sir! Please, call the police, help me!" Juno clung to the man before her, her voice a weak, raspy plea, "I've been drugged, please get me out of here!"

The man, Zorin, stood tall and paused, his piercing, cold gaze scanning her from behind his glasses.

Zorin had encountered such scenarios countless times, but never had he heard such a flimsy excuse.

"Take you away?" Zorin's voice was low and hoarse, steady yet edged with a biting chill. He scoffed, mocking her, "Is this the latest tactic for drumming up business?"

He didn't push the woman away from his embrace. His gaze thoughtfully swept over her heaving chest and her innocent, stunning face.

She clung to him awkwardly, her slender arms wrapped tightly around his waist, unwilling to let go.

Zorin's lips curled slightly, a rare flicker of interest in his eyes. "Are you of age? Is this your first time selling yourself?"

"I... I'm of age. I'm not..." Juno's words were slurred, her eyes clouded from the drug's torment. She tugged at her neckline in agitation, lifting her misty, almond-shaped eyes.

She tried to explain that she wasn't a prostitute, but her tongue felt numb, as if tied in knots.

The man before her stood tall and robust, a perfect specimen of masculinity.

His piercing eagle eyes were intimidatingly cold, and his sharply defined features resembled a sculptor's exquisite creation. His lips were pressed together in a thin line, betraying his impatience.

He exuded the presence of a natural leader, his powerful aura overwhelming Juno to the point of breathlessness.

Yet, instinctively, she held on even tighter, her intuition screaming that this man could be her savior.

"Sir, you must save me!" Juno bit down on her tongue to maintain clarity, her voice trembling as much as her delicate fingers. The drug had ravaged her senses, leaving her unaware of how enticing her expression was. "I... I will surely repay you!"

"Repay?" Zorin's voice dripped with sarcasm as he looked down at the woman in his arms.

The noise of the search in the bar intensified. Zorin's gaze deepened, and he subtly drew her closer to shield her from Calen behind them. Leaning close to her ear, he murmured with a soft laugh, "Just be sure you won't regret the kind of repayment I'm after."