Billionaire's Great Obsession

Fiery Ghost Club, one of the most nationally frequented clubs, was located in the bustling city center of Las Vegas.

It was a quarter to midnight, another late night for Brianna Warren. Splashing tap water on her face in the toilet, she was trying to sober herself up. She could feel her body growing fiery, sweating abnormally, and her vision blurry. I haven't drunk much. Why? This is weird. She was thinking.

"Hey, hey, Brianna, Brianna. Are you feeling fiery? Let me cool you down." A stout, beer-bellied man in his mid-fifties said creepily. He was standing behind Brianna, watching her with a filthy look.

Brianna turned around to see that it was Nelson Berry. She and her fiancé, Liam Williams, came to meet Nelson tonight, hoping to sign a contract with him on a new business project.

Before Brianna realized what was going on, Nelson rushed to her, held her tight from behind, and kissed her neck aggressively.

Startled, scared, and disgusted, Brianna stepped on his foot with her high heel. Nelson screamed and let go of Brianna, and she stumbled out of the toilet.

Most of the doors of the rooms were ajar, and out came all sorts of sounds, mainly sounds of dirty moaning and sexual screams. She stumbled through the corridor filled with such sounds, and seeing the door of the lift open, she ran into it without hesitation, terrified of Nelson chasing her.

"Ouch!" she exclaimed as she bumped her head onto the strong chest of a young man. She looked up and saw a strikingly handsome face and a few muscular men behind him, who were, one might guess, his bodyguards.

Annoyed, the man pushed her away, and Brianna stumbled backward and fell over. "Ouch." She exclaimed again out of pain. Her palms were scratched. He's rude! Brianna thought.

The man was to walk out of the lift without taking a look at Brianna.

"Hey, Scott, don't you find her looking familiar?" Another stunningly good-looking young man following behind Scott said.

Scott turned around and took an indifferent look at Brianna. His face turned stern, and he froze for a second.

Just then, Nelson arrived, panting, trying to catch his breath. Recognizing the group, especially the man in the middle, Nelson gasped and bowed instantly. "An honor to see you, Mr. Anderson." He said courteously.

Scott Anderson glanced at Nelson with a frown and ignored him. His eyes fell on Brianna again.

When Nelson was about to reach Brianna with his hands and filthy intention, Scott suddenly kicked Nelson right at his stomach. Nelson screamed out of pain and crouched on the floor, covering his stomach with both hands.

Brianna's mind was growing more and more confused. Somehow she saw Scott as her last hope. She struggled and crawled towards Scott, held onto his leg, and pleaded, "Help me, please. Help me..." her voice, meek and weak.

What's this? A new way of self-introduction? Scott was thinking, rather annoyed. As he intended to kick