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Chapter 150
It turned out this auntie of mine, who never kept in touch, would actually hook me up with such a
gorgeous lady who was way prettier than any of my ex–girlfriends. She was petite but perfect in every
aspect.
At the cinema
Randal reached over and touched Allison’s leg
Allison flinched. “Mr. Randal, control yourself!”
“Huh? But you’re my girlfriend, what’s the harm?”
“Mr. Randal, I’m just here ‘cause Margo asked me to”
“My aunt said you’re my girlfriend. I might not be good at much, but I sure as hell know how to treat a
girlfriend right. You’ll see when the movie’s over, haha.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe suddenly leaned in closer, but Allison backed away, “Randal, keep it up and I’m calling security”
“Ainght, alright Allison. We’re just gonna enjoy the movie.” Even so, he still managed to sneak a feel
After the movie, Randal asked Allison to meet his friends.
“Allison, my pals are waiting for us. You wouldn’t leave me hanging, would you?”
Allison reluctantly suggested, “Let’s just hit the Red Jack Club. You said you were meeting friends
there, right? I have a membership, so we can book a private room there. Plus, we get a discount.”
Randal, seeing her agree, smiled, “Great, Red Jack Club it is.” He immediately called his buddies.
Allison walked into the Red Jack Club. This was her workplace, so she felt more at ease dealing with
anything Randal might pull.
Room 402
It was a mess inside, with cigarette butts everywhere. Some folks looked like thugs, including a few
scantily clad girls with tattoos and dyed hair. A woman in a tight red dress eyed Allison, “Ah, Randal, is
this your new gal?”
Allison replied, “No”
Randal said, “She’s just shy. My relative set us up. Not bad, right?”
“Randal, you sure have good taste.”
“Of course she’s a stunner!”
The room was thick with smoke. The strong smell of alcohol and cigarettes gave Allison a headache
and she was finding it hard to breathe. She was thinking of stepping out for some fresh air when
Randal’s hand sneaked around her waist. “Don’t leave, sweetheart.”
Allison frowned and said disgustedly. “Let go.”
As Randal tried to get closer. Allison stepped on his foot and slipped away. “I only agreed to come,
Randal. Pull that again, and I’m calling the cops!”
“Oh, she’s pissed.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmA few people started to hoot.
Then a woman’s moan broke through the noise.
Allison looked over. A tattooed man and the woman in the red dress were getting it on right on the
couch. The crowd started to cheer and Allison felt sick to her
stomach
Without another word, Allison grabbed her bag and tried to leave. However, Randal seized her bag and
threw it on the floor. “Who said you could leave?”
He popped a beer and grabbed Allison by the hair and she winced in pain. Then Randal forced the
beer down her throat.
“My aunt said you’re my woman now. You should do as I say. Drink up and then let’s get cozy.”
Allison fought back, and beer splashed all over her face. Some of it got into her throat and she started
coughing violently.
Suddenly, the tattooed man lifted the woman in the red dress. “Randal, we’ll clear out and give you
some space with your lady!”
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