Chapter 7: Delaying Tactics
"Let go, I'm not a hostess, I don't go out for services. If you're looking for one, there are plenty over by the bar."
"Little sister, don't be so stubborn. You're just playing innocent to get a good price. Name your price, whatever you say, I can afford it."
At this moment, Maya Spencer's wrist was tightly gripped by the man, leaving her unable to escape. She just wanted to find a place to sleep for the night, why was it so difficult?
She looked around, seemingly seeking help, but saw no hope.
If she could have foreseen tonight's events, she would have rather confided in Henry Reid and accepted his help than come to the bar, but it was too late now.
"How about this, little sister, we sit down and chat slowly, I'll have a drink, and you take off a piece of clothing. If you've stripped down and I'm not drunk, you'll come with me. If I get drunk, I'll let you go."
"Ha! A drink?" Maya laughed coldly at the man's words, thinking to herself, isn't this forcing her to give in? Including her socks and hair tie, she only had nine items on her; this was trying to make her streak.
Seeing Maya finally show some expression, the man leaned closer to her ear and said, "Why don't we go back to the hotel and take it slow? For each piece you remove, I'll give you ten thousand, and move on you for a thousand. What do you think? It's a good price, thanks to your lovely look."
Maya noticed the direction of the man's gaze, spotting two other men on the sofa, thinking to herself that if she went with him, she wouldn't come back, and even if there was money, she'd be dead before enjoying it.
She took another deep breath, pondering how to rid herself of the man.
Therefore, she said, "You drink a bottle of brandy, and I'll remove a piece of clothing. If I'm stripped but you're not drunk, I'll let you sleep with me for free."