So hot. This unusual heat felt like being thrown into an oven.
Emma Moore opened her eyes and sat up abruptly.
Looking at the strange and yet familiar surroundings, her brain went blank for a moment.
What was going on?
Wasn't she dead?...
"Emma, are you okay?"
A worried voice rang in her ears. Emma looked up under her thick lashes and saw a familiar face.
Irene Miller?!
Looking around in confusion, Emma gradually collected herself. This familiar scene made her realize something.
She was...
Reborn!
She was reborn back to five years ago, right before the moment of the biggest turn of her life.
Hah...
Emma smiled bitterly. Her eyes turned misty with tears were welling up. Soon, those pearl-like beads fell from the corners of her eyes.
But shortly after, in the dim light, her eyes turned deep and cold, as intimidating as those belonged to a demon that had just crawled out of hell, demanding for destruction regardless of all consequences!
Gaia Field and Zachary Sanders!
"I'll make you pay for what you've done!"
"Emma, are you okay? You're crying and laughing! Don't scare me!"
Irene grabbed Emma's hand, her face full of contemplation.
Irene was her best friend in the previous life!
And this woman was absolutely involved in her tragic death in the end.
Five years ago, Emma had been invited to a movie's casting. Irene had proposed to go celebrating in a bar. They got so drunk after
that .
Unexpected, Emma's drink was drugged.
When she woke up, she found herself in a room surrounded by naked men. And then, the police happened to check the room, arresting her for being suspected of prostitution. Emma had ruined her Moore family's reputation.
As a result, her chance to participate the casting was gone. And the beginning of her suffering came...
"I'm okay. I've drunk too much.
You guys go on... I'll go out for some fresh air."
Emma waved her hand, pretending to be drunk, drawling her voice.
"Don't go, Emma, another shot with me. Here you go."
Irene was anxious seeing Emma about to leave. If she didn't drink this shot, which was drugged, how could they carry out their plan?
"All right, only one more shot. I really can't drink anymore!"
After one life, how could Emma not be able to read Irene's thought?
She took the shot glass in the other's hand as if she knew nothing. In Irene's eager gaze, Emma's pink lips slowly touched the glass.
This time, she didn't miss the gloating glimpse in Irene's eyes.
"Bang-"
Just as Emma was about to drink the content of the shot glass, a harsh gunshot resounded from the street.
Everyone was taken aback, subconsciously looking out the window.
Emma took this opportunity to quickly swap the shot glass in her hand with Irene's!
"What's going on?"
"I don't know. Is it a gunshot?"
"Just firecrackers. What gunshot it could be?
You've watched too many action movies.
Let's get back to drink!"
Irene pulled herself together. Since her focus was on the shot glass in Emma's hand, she could only rest assure when the girl drank it.
"Irene, I wish our casting tomorrow would be a success! Cheers!"
Raising the shot glass again, Emma smiled and clinked her glass with Irene's, then watched the other chugging the liquid in the swapped glass down her throat!
If Irene couldn't wait to die, let she do it naturally!
…..
Putting down the shot glass, Emma said she wanted some fresh air to sober up and walked outside. Actually, she just didn't want to see the disgusting, lascivious scene that was about to happen inside.
As Irene thought that Emma had drunk the drug, she didn't stop her from going outside.
It would be better if Emma went out. If the drug worked on her outside, things would turn even worse, and Irene herself would be happier!
As soon as Emma stepped out, Irene sent a message to Gaia, telling her things were done here.
In this moment, lying in Zachary's arms, Gaia wore a triumphant smile. She showed him the short text message, shaking the phone in front of him."Zachary, Irene has succeeded. This time, let's wait to see Emma shining under the limelight!"
Zachary's lips curled into a mocking smile, giving Gaia a deep kiss. "Time to call the police! The great show is about to begin..."…
Walking out of the room, Emma thought of her tragic death in the previous life, and the corners of her mouth arched into a smirk.
She still had a lot of time to play with them. No need to hasten. The most urgent thing to do now was to leave this horrible place.
In her previous life, a shooting incident did take place here. A man was killed, but the murderer hadn't been caught yet.
When she passed by a window, a slight cold wind blew by. Emma suddenly grew alert.
She was aware of a hint of danger.
"Bang-" A man jumped through the window, bringing with him the scent of blood.
Gosh!
Before Emma could react, the other party quickly grabbed her and dragged her into a dark, vacant room nearby.
"Don't move... Tell me, what did you see?"
The man's husky, magnetic but steady voice came to her ears. His burning hot breath blew at her sensitive ear, raising goosebumps all over her body.
A hard object was pressed at her belly.
A pistol!
The moment this thought popped up, Emma's legs almost buckled.
Her life in the past was unfavorable, and she was now encountering such a mess when she was just reborn moments ago. Her new life wouldn't be finished in this man's hands, right?!
To save her precious life, Emma had to improvise. She decided to get away by pretending ignorance.
"Oh, mister, why make a fuss right when you just come in? Nah, don't be so tense. Let's talk about the price. I'm not gonna charge you a lot!
"As long as you can pay me right, certainly, I'm yours for the night... Three grands, what do you say? I'm a young model!"
Emma wanted to throw up at her own coquettish voice.
In the darkness, the man frowned and the gun against her belly pressed a little harder.
The metallic smell of blood seemed to deprive confidence from her.
"Mister, don't be so serious. I know you're a big man. I like it big. If you think the charge is high, we can negotiate a little bit. I do have good skills, and I'm sure you'll be satisfied..."
Like a conscientious prostitute, Emma smiled as though she wasn't aware of what was holding her. She turned around and pressed her soft body against the man's solid torso.
Shrouded in the dark, her slender fingers gently touched his chest, drawing circles.
She giggled as her petite hand slid down his chest, groping its way to his lean waist and muscular abdomen.
The man's body slightly stiffened, and in the next second, he pushed Emma away.
She had managed to escape death!
Before Emma could heave a sigh of relief, a flurry of footsteps sudden came from the door!
"D*mn it, make sure you got that b*stard Search each room for me!"
Then came the sound of people kicking doors open.
Oh sh*t!
At this moment, Emma even wanted to die!
"Ten grands!"
The man suddenly spoke. His voice was like the wind blowing over the ice, which was clear, but cold and ruthless.
Before Emma could react, the man who should have rushed out for his life suddenly locked the door behind them.
The next second, he grabbed hold of her hands and threw her onto the sofa mercilessly.
Emma tried to refrain the pain, struggling to get up. But as soon as she moved, the man grasped her slender ankle and pulled her toward him.
She was dragged back uncontrollably. All of a sudden, the man's strange scent engulfed her.