Laying back on his bed, Ethan let out a heavy scoff. He was pretty stressed out and needed to rest his head. He had gone to bed last night, and that was what was disturbing him as it stood.Just as he shut his eyes and was getting ready to doze off, the mechanical voice echoed loudly in his head, making him snap his eyes open immediately.[New Task Loading…]Ethan's face turned into a frown as he wasn't ready for another task. He just wanted to rest, to take a quick break and calm his head down.“What is it this time, RRS?” he grumbled as he sat up on his bed. The promise and vow he made to make sure that he wasn't going to reject any of RRS's tasks came reeling in his mind.There was definitely no way he was going to avoid it. It was either he did it or risked his life, facing dire consequences.[Task Loading 10%... 50%... 90%... 100%]It made a clicking sound as it completed.[Task completed][Host has a new task: act as a waiter at a club of your choice for only two hours!]Ethan's
The second the girl stormed into the house, Gideon became even more furious. With his fist clenched, he walked closer to her, and immediately slapped her so hard on the face that it sent her crashing to the floor, her eyes bulging out in both fear and shock.She definitely wasn't expecting this. She wasn't expecting that Gideon would treat her this way; she wasn't expecting that she'd get slapped for coming late.“Who the fuck do you think you are to come here at this hour? Who?” Gideon growled at the top of his lungs as he glared at her while she sat still on the ground.“I... I'm sorry; I didn't mean to be this way. I—” she started to say, but immediately, Gideon cut her off.“Sorry? You want to make another excuse, don't you? Do you fucking know who I am? Do you know I can ruin your life just in the blink of an eye?” Gideon snapped as he growled at her.She felt so scared that she didn't hesitate to go on her knees, her head bent to avoid making eye contact with the furious Gideon
Waking up, Ethan was immediately welcomed back to reality by the darkness that enveloped the room. He had slept for a long time now, and he didn't notice until his eyes were opened. He woke up on his bed, his hand reaching and rubbing his eyes gently as he turned to look at the clock that was placed on his nightstand. “Fuck! How long did I sleep?” He muttered to himself. He had overslept, but one thing was sure: he was himself now.He wasn't feeling that headache he had before he dozed off, and he didn't feel weak. He felt so energised and willing to do just about anything. Just as he tried gathering his thoughts, the mechanical voice echoed right in his head again. [Host has a new task to accomplish, and consequences for not accomplishing the task would mean...] Just as it was about to lay it bare for Ethan, he snapped, not wanting to hear any of it. Not anymore. He was fine on his own. “Goodness, just give it a rest, RRS? I'm aware I have a task, and that's what I'd do. Stop b
“You must make sure you try your best to serve each guest here today, is that clear?” commanded a black-haired man with a tray of drinks, staring at Isabella who stood before him.He handed the tray of drinks to her. She received it and was expected to serve the VIP members, but just as she was about to take a step, she was instantly halted at the sight of Ethan Wills walking into the clubhouse.“Isn't that…” She squinted as she halted in her tracks. It really was Ethan Wills, but according to Camilla, who had given her the substance, he wouldn't be at the club until the next day."What in the world is he doing here?" she muttered under her breath, her voice barely audible amidst the buzz of activity in the club. Quickly passing the tray laden with drinks to a nearby colleague assigned to cater to the VIP members, Isabella felt a surge of uncertainty wash over her. She needed to make sense of Ethan's unexpected appearance.Turning to leave, she hesitated, a gnawing curiosity pulling
“Why the hell is Ethan at the club?” Camilla pondered alone as she placed her hand on her waist. She began to pace around the house, trying to understand what was at play.“Did he find out about my plans? Is he up to no good now?” Camilla kept muttering to herself, feeling like she was starting to go insane. She wanted to know Ethan's plans but couldn’t figure it out.She picked up her phone from the bed and, placing it to her ear, waited for the call to be received.The second it was answered, Gideon's voice resonated through the phone, sending shivers down her spine.“What is wrong?” he asked deeply.“I shouldn't be calling you, well… after what just happened between us, but I can't seem to figure out what is happening!” she panicked as she spoke.“You are speaking in parables right now, Camilla… get straight to the point. What is happening?” Gideon asked, his patience growing thin as he awaited her reason for calling him.“It’s Ethan… he is at the club right now!” she finally blurt
“Make sure he gets the substance. Don't make any mistakes, Camilla!” Gideon's words kept reverberating in Camilla's head as she sat quietly inside the cab she had gotten into.Her fists clenched as the thought kept recurring. She wanted to end Ethan's life more than Gideon did and couldn't wait for it to happen.“This is it, Ethan! It's over now! I just hope it isn't you at that bar!” She muttered beneath her breath as she turned her gaze out of the car, staring at each building they passed, one thing etched in her mind: to make Ethan pay for humiliating her at the company when she had gone to seduce him.“But why is he there?” She pondered briefly, biting her lower lip as she tried to gather her thoughts and understand what was really happening.The last time she checked, she hadn't called him or told him about anything, so seeing that he was there triggered her.“We will know soon!” She relaxed on the leather seat in the car as she tried to shift the thoughts out of her head.The cl
Finding her phone, a soft smile immediately curled up across her lips. She let out a relieved sigh as she placed her hand on her chest. She had thought she was going to lose her phone, which was pretty important to her.Soon, she turned on her heels to leave, her eyes fixed on the phone to check for any possible messages. Her plans were simple: get into the club, get her phone, and leave the club. But unfortunately, she bumped into someone.“What the hell is wrong with you? Are you…” She was going to yell at the person who had bumped into her, but the second she lifted her eyes to see who it was, she found Ethan standing before her.The same Ethan she had been trying to avoid, the person she had been trying to avoid, was standing before her with a confused and suspicious look fixed on her.“Camilla? What in the world are you doing here?” Ethan asked, his tone carrying an intense sense of suspicion and curiosity.Last time he checked, there were other clubs closer to Mr. Han's house, s
Walking closer to the table, Ethan Wills was going to drop the tray of drinks that he had in his hand and leave the place, but just then, one of the men arose to his feet and walked closer to where Ethan was standing, the tray still in his grip.“What would it have taken you to get here on time when we ordered the drinks? Do you think you can serve us just when you feel like it?” the man shouted as he staggered on his feet. He wasn't balanced and it was pretty obvious that he was drunk.Ethan's grip around the tray tightened as he wished to shut the man up, but he couldn't; he didn't want to cause any harm.“I am sorry, it wasn't easy for me to get here.” Ethan bowed his head as he tried to hold in the rage that he felt from within.“It wasn't easy getting here?” The man laughed mockingly, turning around to the strippers and the man sitting on the couch. They joined in laughing with him, and it made Ethan wonder what was funny.“A poor, wretched fool like you wouldn't know what it is