Chapter 3: Chapter 3

After three years,

Dafne yelled at the cashier, "Lily, VIP room 10 please."

I don't know, but I thought Lily was a pretty name that also brought good fortune.

I didn't realize I was pregnant after that happened.

It was confirmed when I visited the ob-gyn to find out why I hadn't gotten my monthly period for two consecutive months. I don't know how I got pregnant, but I was. Christian and I slept in different rooms because I was worrying about what would happen to us if something did.

The one who gave me this job was Christian, he also gave me a place to stay. He was with me even before I gave birth to Steve. He accepted the thought of being my son's uncle, and I was grateful to him. I just didn't want to sleep in his house without doing anything, I suggested coming in as a waitress at night to his bar to repay him for what Christian did for me and my son.

As for my stepsister, the last thing I knew was that she had already gotten the wedding she wanted, but at some point, it didn’t go as she planned it to. I think my dad was opposed to it.

But It's none of my concern, want I need to do now is I'll focus on my Steve, who's 3. I haven't even looked up who his father is. That will be such a waste of time, but not a day goes by that it doesn't cross my mind who that is. When I think about it, if I somehow Tilforded up on someone before marriage, I can't seem to think about someone else.

I knocked at the door and eventually got there for another day of being attacked by a rude customer. I didn't tell Christian, because it looked like everyone here liked it, but I don't like it, because I don't think it's that favorable to anyone.

"Here's your order," I said as I place their bucket and even the chips and glasses on the table, I don't look at them as I place their order.

And that one guy caught my attention because even though he wasn't socializing, he was having serious eye contact with his liquor, and that's what caught me turning my gaze to him. When our eyes met, my heart skipped a beat, and I hurried to get out of the room and sigh.

What a night.

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Liam's POV

Three years ago,

As we hauled him inside, Justine exclaimed, "I don't want to drink."

"Liam is getting married, therefore let's spend his money," Princess remarked. "You kill joy so much, Justine."

They had been my closest friends since high school, and I hadn't told them about my unexpected wedding until recently. Indeed, unexpectedly.

I don't know who the woman is either, and I'm not against it. My grandma asked me to do it. Who am I to say "no"?

"Order something," Princess said to Justine.

Justine annoyed, didn't obey Princess, so I just stood up to go to the counter. I don't know what's happening to them, but I think Justine is having trouble with his girlfriend because Princess is with us. But that girlfriend of his needs to chill out. Princess is just our female friend; she doesn't have to make everything a big deal.

But I decided to go to the restroom first, but before I could enter, my gaze turned to some girls that looked suspicious, and I think they took the wrong turn going to the bar.

Yes, this hotel has a bar as well, but I don't get it.

"Come on, we need to put her in the room," said the woman holding the unconscious woman.

They don't look like helping her, but as I was observing how they put the woman in a room, I could hear what they were talking about, and as I approached their post without them knowing,

"Are you sure about this, Midzy?"

"You're going to get your sister raped?" Said the woman, looking all concerned.

"She's going to marry a rich man. Portia, what do you expect? I should be the one who's marrying that man, not this trashy woman." The woman named Midzy said.

"Let's go already. I still have to go to Ken." said the other one and left the door open.

After they left the room, I entered willing to make a difference, but then as I approached her and sat beside her, the gloss of her face was breathtaking. For some inexplicable reason, the lighting of the lamp gave this magical shimmer across her whole existence and she was drugged, but how come her sister was like that?

I decided to sit on the side of the bed beside her when she hugged me and I was taken aback when the door was keyed. Out of panic, I tore my polo and put myself on top of her.

"Mister? What are you doing?" She asked me as I was getting her naked.

"Stay still." That's all I said to her.

Then after that, someone entered, taking pictures with flash and all, I just let myself pretend that I was just sleeping on top of the lady naked.

"Goodbye sister, please enjoy being raped." She said this before closing the door.

I didn’t know how they could be like this, and it was so disgusting. I was about to get up when she suddenly started kissing me, and I think she was drunk, so I pushed her and she started crying.

"Please, Mister, I hate this life and marriage is the only way for me to escape this situation..." She said, and I was just looking at her.

"I'm sure that the infamous millionaire has experience with this, so please let me experience this as well." The drunk lady begged.

This will be the first time I fucked a drunk maiden with her half-drunk permission as well, and I didn't know what to do, but I returned everything she gave me. Is this even valid?

Did she permit me to do so?

As I entered her, I promised myself that I would find her wherever she was. But I realized that I couldn't because I was about to be married in ten days.

I got out of the room as soon as I regained consciousness and she was still sleeping. I finally left her half guilty.

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A day had passed and I was told that my wedding was canceled and that I was about to marry another girl from the same family. I asked Grandma if I could know the name of the woman from my first wedding. I was really surprised when she said it.

"Violet Lennox."

I canceled the other wedding as I searched for her name only to find out that It was her! The one I had that one-night stand with, and that was the reason for me to reach out, but the last thing I knew was that she was kicked out of that house, and I never found her again.

Previous day

I never thought I'd find her here.

"Nice, try hiding Violet Lennox," I said to myself and stared at the alcohol I was drinking, chuckling.