I'll F**k You
1582 Words
Upon hearing Mr. Hunt's tone, Valencia's brows furrowed slightly, but in the next second, a calm smile overlapped her face, and she regained her composure. "I'm honored that Mr. Hunt thinks of my hands like that. Thank you." Valencia responded in a calm voice and quickly snatched back her hand.
Seeing Valencia's cautious actions, Mr. Hunt realized that he had allowed his eagerness to reflect in his eyes. He helped himself calm down by pouring himself a drink and taking a sip of it. "I'm sorry if I made Miss Valerie uncomfortable. It's just that it's my first time coming across such a beautiful pair of hands, and I can't help being excited." Mr. Hunt apologized, his hands running through his lap.
The more Mr. Hunt talked and acted like that, the more uncomfortable Valencia was.
At this moment, she wanted nothing but to end the meeting with Mr. Hunt.
"It's okay, Mr. Hunt, can we go straight to the topic?" Valencia switched the topic in a calm yet firm voice, which left no room for rejection or hesitation. She could feel Mr. Hunt eyeing her lustfully despite the ugly makeup she did, and it made her want to retch.
According to the rumors, Mr. Hunt had always been an upright director, which had let Valencia place her guard down.
But observing Mr. Hunt's behavior, Valencia couldn't help thinking that the rumors were lies.
Unfortunately, Valencia had bought such a rumor; she had let her guard down and made the stupid mistake of instructing Cirillo's guards, who were watching over her, to stay in the car.
"Ah. Yes. Yes." Mr. Hunt waved calmly and took out a document. All traces of his perverted nature cleared at the sight of work, and that left Valencia secretly sighing in relief.
Mr. Hunt placed the document in front of Valencia and stared at her with full seriousness and professionalism. "According to actress Lessie, she wrote the script when she was younger, and now she realizes what potential the story has, so she'd like to turn it into a movie and make me the director. I think the script is excellent, but there are some plots we'd like to modify. I and actress Lessie have spoken to the producer, and we'll all work on the change.” Mr. Hunt explained and took another chug of his liquor. His sweaty palms were rubbing his lap continuously.
Valencia frowned and picked up the script, her hands trembling due to various surging emotions. Valencia didn't expect that Lessie would be so low to edit her novel behind her back!
Valencia knew that the Carter family was very evil, but observing their latest action still left her stunned.
Do they think she was dead because she was silent all these years? Was that the reason they all readily snatched her things and took credit for it without any care?
Valencia's high mood plunged low at the thought. She stretched out her hand and poured the drink in her glass down her throat to calm her nerves and upset mood, not detecting Mr. Hunt's excited gaze.
Valencia’s face contorted into a frown as soon as she dropped the empty glass of wine.
Valencia had instructed the waiter to switch her alcoholic liquor for a non-alcoholic wine. However, the waiter had served her an alcoholic wine instead. A sense of irritation overwhelmed her immediately.
She massaged her forehead and took a deep breath to calm her nerves. "Where's the original script?" she asks in a chilling voice.
"Miss Valerie, the original script is currently with actress Lessie since she wanted to work on it again." Mr. Hunt replied breathlessly. His breath was coming out in waves due to excitement, and his eyes were transfixed on Valencia's pale skin and well-proportioned hourglass figure.
The more Mr. Hunt stared at Valencia's pair of beautiful hands and skin, the more captivated he was.
Valencia had such smooth skin and a figure that beat all the actresses he had slept with in the past. Although Valencia's face was ugly and scary, that wasn't enough to end his desires; rather, he'd ignore that and bed her properly.
Besides, Valencia's tone is smooth and sounds melodious to the ear. Mr. Hunt believed she'd sound lovely in bed.
Valencia massaged her brows in irritation while thinking that it'd be troublesome to get her hands on her original script if Lessie was careful with it.
Her lips parted to say a word, but before she could...
Suddenly, a wave of hotness crashed over Valencia, making her tremble in her seat.
A bizarre change also began to take place in Valencia's body. Her body began to get hotter, and a sense of dizziness and weakness began to circulate in her system. The surroundings began to turn blurry, making her doe eyes water.
Suddenly, Mr. Hunt turned into two in Valencia's eyes, making her puzzled. Valencia tilted her head and blinked twice to control the image.
Alas! It didn't work.
Valencia lowered her head, closed her eyes, and massaged her forehead in fluster and bewilderment. Yet, it didn't work.
Immediately, Valencia shook her head slightly to rid herself of the dizziness.
Unfortunately, it only made things worse for her.
Her strength continued to diminish with every second that ticked, and her skin turned hotter, making her extremely uncomfortable. If not for the thought of Mr. Hunt sitting opposite her, Valencia would have long ripped her gown off and tossed it somewhere far.
Observing Valencia's reaction, Mr. Hunt knew his plan had worked.
A crafty smile lit up on Mr. Hunt's face immediately, but he quickly lowered his head to hide it.
Mr. Hunt stood up and grabbed Valencia's hand in feigned concern. "Are you okay, Miss Valerie?" Mr. Hunt inquired in feigned concern while trying to hide the excitement in his voice. His hands began to trail Valencia's smooth and pale arms greedily.
Noticing the way Mr. Hunt was touching her, Valencia noticed that something was off with him, so she quickly tried to push Mr. Hunt away.
Unfortunately, Valencia's strength had almost dissipated in controlling her growing lust, so she was unable to shove him away due to her weakness.
Hot. Hot.
Valencia's face continued to redden in desire, and her body increasingly went soft and weak. Thinking about everything that has ensued ever since she entered the room, accompanied by Mr. Hunt's actions, Valencia finally realizes something.
"What did you add to my drink?" Valencia raised her head and bellowed with a furious scowl.
Mr. Hunt felt his throat tighten upon seeing the ‘woman's’ angry expression.
Even though Valencia was scowling at him, Valencia's pure eyes were watery, misty, and seductive, her long and thick eyelashes fluttering like a fan, and her face was flushing red. Coupled with her captivating plump lips and her hair that fell to her waist, she looked weirdly otherworldly, fragile, coquettish, charming, and unrestrained, captivating him more and more.
Mr. Hunt attempted to wrap his hand around Valencia's waist and pull her up. "Miss Valerie, you're mistaken. This old man is honest. But don't worry, this old man will take you to cloud 9 tonight." He conveyed in a lustful tone.
The Vaquel company had sent someone like this for the meeting; being in the business world for long, Mr. Hunt believed that they must've sent her to fawn on him and accompany him for the night. After all, he's a famous director many people want to cozy up to.
Upon hearing Mr. Hunt, a hint of panic overtook Valencia's face immediately. Mr. Hunt was a man of over fifty years; she'd rather die than make such a disgusting man like Mr. Hunt touch her.
Spontaneously, Valencia reached out for her purse, and before Mr. Hunt could begin to lead Valencia to wherever he wanted to lead her, Valencia shakily took out her pepper spray and quickly sprayed it in his eyes, catching Mr. Hunt off guard.
"Ah. You b***h!" Upon being sprayed by Valencia, Mr. Hunt's face reddened, and he howled out in pain.
Mr. Hunt quickly let go of Valencia to grab his face, which was in pain due to the spray in his eyes.
Valencia used a top-quality brand of pepper spray, which made everything worse for Mr. Hunt. The pain almost made him faint.
Without hesitation, Valencia weakly picked up her purse and began to flee towards the door. She swore to make the Cirillo family put an end to the lustful Mr. Hunt's career the instant she escaped this.
Mr. Hunt fell on a sofa, writhing due to pain. "Ah! You b***h! Aren't you just a representative of VaQuel? Once I get my hands on you, I'll f**k you to death, I promise." Mr. Hunter screamed while running his face furiously.
Upon seeing Valencia's attempt to escape, Mr. Hunt gritted his teeth, ignored his pain, and stood up to capture Valencia, still grabbing his burning face. Mr. Hunt secretly swore to make Valencia pay by fu**king her all night.
The door that could have taken less than a second for Valencia to open, Valencia found herself using a minute yet still being unable to budge the door due to her weakness.
Valencia's eyes flashed, and her heart skipped a beat. Her chest was heaving heavily, and panic began to set in her system as she watched Mr. Hunt come closer.
A sense of despair overtook Valencia's whole system, and tears pooled in her eyes. Is this how it'll end?
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