When Tiffany White regained her consciousness, she found that she was naked and was wrapped in the quilt.

She felt so hot all over and realized that she had been drugged with some kind of aphrodisiac.

Looking around, she found a huge mirror in front of her and a camera set beside her bed.

Tiffany sensed that something was wrong and she could vaguely guess what was going to happen.

The drug began to work. Tiffany tried her best to keep herself awake. If she became the protagonist in that kind of video, she was dead.

There was no time for Tiffany to figure out who framed her. She struggled to get off the bed. Fortunately, the other party didn't expect that she still had strength, so the door hadn't been locked.

Tiffany was knocked out when she was working, and then was sent to this floor. With no clothes to wear, she could only run away with the quilt wrapped tightly around her. Afraid of being recognized by others, she deliberately messed up her hair and her heavy makeup, and sneaked in the shadow.

This club was known for its starring prostitutes and strippers. The room with a board hanging on the door meant that the one inside could entertain the guests tonight. The blue board referred to males and the pink one females.

Tiffany got no time to the hospital at all, so she made up her mind and began to look for the blue board rooms one after another.

Unfortunately, all the rooms were empty.

When she pushed open the door to the last room at the end of the corridor, she was surprised to find a man sitting by the window.

Hearing the sound, the man turned around.

Under the dim light, Tiffany could feel that the man's outline was perfect and well-built, so it was he.

"100 dollars for one night, how about that?" Her voice was hoarse and she went straight to the point.

She didn't know the market price, but that's all she had right now.

The man frowned deeply, and looked at her direction coldly like a sharp knife, but Tiffany couldn't wait any longer for it. She had to do it now!

So she strode toward the man.

"Get out." Charles Melville said coldly. It seemed that winter was coming when he spoke.

"It doesn't depend on you. Look at me. I'm good looking, so this is not your loss." Tiffany had forgotten how terrible her face looked like now.

She walked in a hurry. However, the quilt on her body was too long and one of its corners just stuck under the chair.

In an instant, the quilt slid from Tiffany's body, and she tripped over it and fell into that man!

Feeling the hot and smooth skin, Charles was shocked that she was n*ked.

Trying to seek excitement n*ked?

Tiffany felt embarrassed and struggled to get up, but she was too weak to succeed. 

To Charles, this action was to seduce him. He became impatient and was about to push her away, but all of a sudden, he felt the desire in his body, and then he was shocked as if he had encountered something incredible.

Ever since the car accident, he had lost that function, and the hospital couldn't find out the exact reason.

It was not physical. He knew that his body was fine. So he once doubted whether he liked men.

Before he could think it through, the woman sitting on his legs had lost her mind completely because of the drug. She began to pull his clothes rudely with both hands...

The next day, Tiffany looked at the messy sheets and her n*ked body. She could vaguely remember what had happened last night.

She forced a male prostitute to sleep with her.

Tiffany's face instantly turned pale when this idea flashed through her mind. She had to leave as soon as possible when no one else was there.

She did it before that man agreed... It would be big trouble if he made a scene.

Tiffany left a note with a credit card with a password written on it. It was a small sum of money, so the bank wouldn't ask for identity verification. She would not be exposed.

But thinking that she had lost her virginity like this, she was dissatisfied, so she added one more sentence angrily.

Then, she took out a man's T-shirt, which was big enough for her to dress as a skirt, and disposable underwear. Later, she skillfully avoided all the cameras and left.

However, the moment she returned home, an ashtray flew toward her!