In the early morning, Layla was in a complete muddle as if last night were a nightmare, dirty and scaring. 

But, after opening her eyes, she found herself lying in a strange but luxurious bedroom, completely naked. 

Her body was arching with weariness and her mind in a trance, both reminding her of the shameful night she had experienced last night. 

Meanwhile, that also let her know clearly the fact, namely, she was raped. 

“Shit! You rotten bastard! Jerk! Bad guy…” said Layla in mixed emotions of grievance anger and fear. She felt like she was going crazy.

Anyway, she must leave this room right now, even less than one minute. Wrapped in the silk quilt, she tended to get off the bed. 

But, weak at knees, she was falling down to the floor, for she almost did not have any strength to support her body after one intense night. 

When her head was about to knock on the bedside table, Layla was unexpectedly taken up in arms and then was put on the bed. 

Gnashing her teeth and flushing angrily, she stared at the well-dressed man, also the bastard, who raped her last night. After three seconds of silence, she finally broke out…

“I… I will kill you, you bastard! I will kill you…” At the moment, Layla grabbed the pillow to hit Trevor, acting like a mad little lion. 

Standing where he was, Trevor did not stop Layla's action, letting her take it out on him. Anyway, it would not hurt him. 

Drugged by damn Samantha yesterday, he forced to occupy the virginity of the little girl and enjoyed himself very much. 

As for the poor girl, however, she must suffer a lot. At the thought of it, Trevor restrained himself and did not tend to throw Layla out of his room as he may normally do. 

“Enough? If so, offer me your price. I will give you your due, since I said that I will make you the most expensive takeout.” 

Founding her getting crazier and angrier as she hit him, Trevor supposed that it was until at the end of the world that the little girl would not possibly stop hitting him with the pillow, in case that he did not speak out these words. 

“You… how could you!? You are so shameless? I will sue you! I definitely will!” Layla shouted. 

The quilt mostly slipped off, however, when she was in mad. Noticing it, she pulled the quilt back quickly. 

Raised his eyebrows in disapproval, Trevor showed a cynical look and said, “Come on, I saw anything from you last night, but to be honest, you don't have a good figure.”

“You…you bastard! Hey, Bruce, listen, I will definitely keep suing you until you are imprisoned. No, I will keep suing you until you are shot, for ten thousand times!” Pointing Trevor’s nose, Layla showed a strong-willed and determined face. 

But, taking away her finger, Trevor said with an evil smile, “Then go ahead, just sue the hell ‘Bruce’. I don’t know him. Anyway, it’s not my business.”

“What! You…” Then something occurred to Layla and she said, “Humph, I see. You did it deliberately. You phoned to order a takeout so as to deceive women into coming here…”

Huh!

He, Trevor Moore, ranked first in Avalon. Rich, powerful, as well as handsome!

He could have any girl if he wants!

“Look, no matter what family you come from, I will never let you off!” Layla flew into a rage by such shameless man who she had never ever met with. 

Layla’s jabbering really irritated Trevor and lured him into kissing her heavily, in order to shut her up.