Chapter 49 - "My life is over" (1/2)

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Lustful moan could be heard, as well as the lustful mutter of a lady. ”Ethan please I want more, I love you so much, don't stop.” The lady kept saying all kinds of sweet nothings under raspy breath, while the man on top of her kept thrusting himself inside her at a scary speed.

The more she mentioned ”Ethan's” name, the more the guy increases his speed as if punishing her for mentioning another man's name when he is the one doing the job.

”Do you want me to stop? You want Ethan, right?” The guy asked under muffled tone, while panting, but clear enough for the lady to hear him.

”No no- ah, please don't stop.” The lady pleaded.

-previous night-

This lady is no other than Hanna, Ethan's assistant. She felt depressed at Ethan's change in attitude towards her and decided to do what she hasn't tried before in her life; drinking and clubbing. She's more of a workaholic girl, who doesn't make friends and like to be alone, except when Ethan is involved.

Getting to the club, she was surprised that this kind of fun world existed, she has heard of it, but didn't expect it to be this way. Being someone of proud nature, she sat down quietly on her own, with her legs crossed as if she's important, more like she owned the whole place.

It didn't take her long before realising her beauty means nothing here, as there are lots of girls with beauty that could make even her as a lady drool at the sight.

They were dancing and being touched all over by some bunch of guys. Unluckily, Hanna chooses the wrong club, as the club is for guys would come to exchange money with pleasure. But since there is no one to tell her that, she unconsciously started  loosening up bit by bit; she believed no one cares about her look here.

Apparently, the guys in there believed she's still new and waited for her to show what she got before making moves. Hannah slowly sip on the wine she ordered and watch as some guys walked away with some girls after a few dances and interactions.

Because of her naivety; Hannah thought they were lovers. As the alcohol began its effect on her, she finds herself wanting to dance at an increasing urge, she tried to control herself, but after letting the fact that no one knew her here sank in her head; she got up and slowly walk to the dance floor.

She quickly attracted attention with the way she carried herself. Without any clue as to the exact side of the club she choose, which she could have clearly got informed if she asked and didn't just walked in like the owner in the first place, before realising no one give a f*ck about her.