Chapter 734: Torturing Each Other

The woman fears that she has provoked this bad-tempered powerful man. Just as she is about to back
away, the man suddenly raises her chin with his hand forcefully. The two steel-like fingers are holding
her chin tightly, making her eyes full of tears.

However, the pain can no longer attract her attention. What she cares more is that Pehry has ... kissed
her?!

So many celebrities are staring covetously at this thirty-three-year-old wealthy bachelor. Although he is
no longer in his twenties, his face is simply too perfect. Every part of his young and angular face is as
perfect as that of a marble sculpture. Putting all his parts together, he looks no worse than those
handsome young boys on TV.

Especially when innocence and childishness have faded away, a mature man can become even more
alluring. He is steady but not lifeless, and he is full of male hormone. A single glance is enough for a
woman to fall for him.

There are of course always women around such a man. He has never stopped dating young celebrities
and girls from wealthy families, but none of them can marry him.

As long as he is not married to someone, there is still a chance.

As an ordinary and inconspicuous woman who often goes to the bar, having a beautiful face is not a
real advantage. There are too many good-looking women here. But Pehry has taken the initiative to
kiss her.

The woman cannot help but feel her heart pounding. She immediately opens her mouth to respond to
his deep kiss. However, when she is about to stick her tongue out, the man suddenly lets go of her
chin.



The man's lips only touch her lips for a second. The woman is a little confused, "Mr. Pehry ..."

"Drink." Pehry hands her the glass in his hand. His hair on his forehead hangs before his knitted
eyebrows. Other people cannot notice his gloominess or displeasure.

But Jasmine has witnessed the entire interaction between the two of them. It is not that she hasn't seen
women around Pehry before. She has worked in the Red Club for a month where he engages in social
activities almost every day.

However, she has never seen women around him again since he began to pursue her.

Jasmine did not notice this before. But now when she sees this scene, she suddenly realizes that he
didn't just make empty promises when he was pursuing her. He was quite serious.

But then she realizes something else. He does not like her that much. Otherwise, how come he could
kiss another woman just after he and Jasmine had a quarrel?

She feels a sense of inferiority. That feeling and the alcohol she has drunk make it difficult for her to
accept what is going on now. Robert, who is sitting beside her, notices this and takes advantage of it
perfectly. "Baby, listen to me. You should choose a man who treats you well. You can't show excessive
passion to someone cold, or he will not take you seriously."

Jasmine looks at him uncertainly, "Am I being a fool for my pains?"

"Yes." Robert replied perfunctorily, "Look! How happy everyone is. You should be even happier,
otherwise you're degrading yourself."

As he says that, he lifts a glass and tries to push it into her hand, "Have some wine and be happy!"

Although Jasmine hates what Pehry's has done, she has not lost her mind. She knows that the glass of
wine she has drunk is all she can drink.



"I'm done drinking." She pushes the glass away with her hand and said, "I'm a little dizzy."

Seeing that her face is getting redder and redder, the man stops urging her to drink more. Instead, he
keeps approaching to her, trying to take as much advantage of her as possible.

Ten minutes later, Jasmine feels that the alcohol is making her dizzier and dizzier and her stomach is
churning. She has no choice but to stand up, her body shaky, "I, I need to use the bathroom."

Robert nods. He does not tell her that there is a bathroom in the private room. Instead, he follows her
after she walks out of the room.

Jasmine is quite familiar with this place. There is no one inside the bathroom. She turns on the tap and
splashes cold water on her face, trying to make herself sober, but nothing has changed.

She has no idea about how strong the wine was, but she can tell that the wine must be very strong
because her body is burning now.

No, she can't stay here any longer, otherwise she will faint later for sure.

She must get home before she completely loses her mind.

As for Pehry ... the girl standing in front of the sink frowns. He is so happy at the moment, so he is
probably not interested in hearing her explanation. Perhaps she has been a wet blanket for him today.

Jasmine stands there for a short while and raises her hand to turn off the tap. Just as she decides to
leave the Red Club, she suddenly sees a tall man standing behind her.

"Ah!" She cries out in astonishment and takes a step back, her waist leaning against the sink. "Why,
why are you here in the ladies' room ..."



As Robert undoes the first button of his shirt and approaches her step by step, "I worry about you. Of
course I'm here to look for you."

As he speaks, he has already pressed his body tightly against hers, his chest almost touching her
shoulder. Jasmine wants to push him away with her hands, but her arms are grabbed and pressed
behind his back just as she raises her arms. "Don't move, darling. Be a good girl like in the private
room just now."

Jasmine's eyes widen as she meets the man's eyes full of maliciousness and lust. She suddenly
realizes something and begins to struggle fiercely, "Let go of me! Let go of ... Ohhh!"

Robert pulls out his tie to tie her hands together. He presses his palm on her mouth tightly, "Don't shout
now. Save it for later."

As he speaks, he forces her into one of the compartments. In such a small space, Jasmine immediately
feels a strong sense of pressure and the man's aggression the moment the door closes.

Realizing what is going to happen later, she shakes her head repeatedly. Her face is pale and her eyes
are pleading. She only hopes to awaken his consciences, even just a little.

Unfortunately, that doesn't work.

Robert has no intention to stop. He looks at the girl's red eyes and her frightened look. He is tired of
making out with girls who obey him all the time, so he feels an unprecedented desire to conquer
Jasmine at that moment.

He presses his palm even harder, as if he is going to crush her face. He does not move when he sees
her head knock on the door, and then he pulls her collar open.



Much of her skin is exposed to the air. Just like in his imagination, her skin is smoother than a peeled
egg.

If he must tell what makes this girl in front of him so different from other girls, he would probably say it
is because she is so innocent. Unlike other girls who only look innocent superficially, she is so innocent
that he wants to leave some marks on her body and even destroy her.

When the man's burning lips are pressed on Jasmine's collarbone, her entire body is stiff. She is
completely under his control, unable to shout or move. She is powerless and unable to resist him at all.

Marks symbolizing the man's lust appear from her collarbone to her whole body, one by one. He moves
his hands quietly to her back and unhooks her bras quickly in just a second...


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