Chapter 243
Victoria Roscente's legs suddenly gave way as she took a step.
A strange heat surged through her body.
She realized with horror that the drink had been spiked.
The drug took effect rapidly, making her skin burn.
"Vivian Laurent!" She gritted out the name through clenched teeth.
The figure at the end of the hallway had already vanished.
Victoria braced herself against the wall, nails digging into her palms.
She knew exactly how potent this drug was.
An unfamiliar hunger coiled deep inside her.
The restroom door swung open.
Several men filed out.
"Need some help, sweetheart?"
The leader reached out to steady her swaying body.
Victoria instinctively pressed closer.
The coolness of his clothes against her skin made her sigh in relief.
"Lock the door," someone muttered.
The metallic click of the lock echoed sharply.
By the time the men surrounded her, Victoria had already torn open her collar.
"Miss Roscente?"
A shocked voice exploded near her ear.
She blinked dazedly at the panicked faces around her.
"Why is it you?"
The men exchanged uneasy glances.
They'd expected another woman.
Victoria's rationality was crumbling.
She grabbed the nearest man, pressing her feverish lips to his neck.
"Give me..."
Her voice dripped with unnatural sweetness.
The men scrambled back in alarm.
"Stop! You need to snap out of it!"
Someone pulled out a phone and started recording.
"This is proof you came onto us."
The camera lens focused on her flushed face.
Victoria shrugged off her jacket, exposing pale skin to the air.
"I order you..."
Her breathing grew ragged.
The men retreated further, phones still raised.
She slithered toward them like a serpent.
The footage captured every obscene movement.
"Move...or I'll kill you..."
Her threat trembled with desperate need.
No one dared touch her. No one dared leave.
Victoria had no idea how disgraceful she looked.
She only wanted release.
The trap meant for another had ensnared her instead.