Honey, You're a Billionaire?

You Asked for It

"I'm booking you for the night. Name your price."

This was Nightfall Lounge, and Rose Shaffer had been drugged.

She felt her body heating up, so before she disgraced herself in public, she chose a man in front of her.

Nightfall Lounge was a famous lounge in Aquastead that offered male escort services.

The other men were doing their best to please the female patrons beside them, but this man sat alone in a booth in a corner.

Wearing a black satin shirt, he looked handsome and distinguished. He carried himself in a way that stood in stark contrast to his surroundings.

His gaze fell upon her. There was a displeased look in his eyes.

Rose thought he was worried she could not pay him.

"Don't worry. I'm very rich." Rose tried to take out a card from her purse to prove she could afford it.

But her legs suddenly gave way, and she fell onto the man.

Jonathan Finch had a cold look in his eyes. He assumed she was just like the women who tried to offer themselves to him in the past.

He had just arrived in Aquastead, but those people had already arranged a honey trap for him.

Jonathan smiled disdainfully. His expression was cold and scornful.

"I've seen many like you," he declared. "The next time you want to seduce someone, remember to act innocent. Men might be more interested in you that way."

Innocent?

Sorrow welled up in Rose's heart.

All men liked innocent women. That was why her fiancé had cheated on her.

Her fiancé, Nixon Lane, had gotten together with Kelly Shaffer, a seemingly innocent woman.

Rose recalled the scene from earlier. The two had been entangled with each other, naked.

She was furious.

Unable to put up with it, she took Maya Lawson's advice. She came to Nightfall Lounge in an act of revenge.

But unexpectedly, she ended up getting drugged.

At that moment, she felt as if thousands of ants were biting away on the insides of her body. She could not bear it anymore.

But Jonathan heartlessly pushed her away. He got up and walked away indifferently.

Rose did not want to stay in this place. She did not know what would end up happening to her.

Despite the humiliation, she grabbed the hem of his shirt. "I was drugged. Please … help me …"

…

Rose was carried out of Nightfall Lounge.

Ten minutes later, the two were in a room in the Elysian Hotel.

Jonathan looked at Rose as she lay on the bed with a dazed expression.

A dark expression clouded his handsome face.

He did not know what came over him. He could not believe he had agreed to help her.

Frowning, Jonathan took out his phone and made a call.

He said in a commanding tone, "Elysian Hotel, room 602. Get your private doctor to come over immediately—"

Before Jonathan finished speaking, his phone was snatched away from him. The