Chapter 8

After putting the signed agreement into my bag, I picked up a glass and drained it.

Glass after glass, I drank until my stomach churned, and I couldn't stop wanting to vomit.

Forcing down the last glass, I stumbled to my feet, wanting to go to the restroom, but Damon’s friends blocked my way.

“Damon, Scarlett lost again! This time she chose truth or dare, and the card she drew was to pick a single person from the room and kiss them for three minutes!”

Hearing this, Damon didn’t hesitate. He pulled Scarlett into his arms and kissed her.

Both were lost in the kiss, and everyone in the room cheered and whistled.

I watched their passionate embrace, feeling a dull ache and numbness in my chest.

When the kiss ended, Damon looked unsatisfied, and Scarlett’s face was flushed.

But his friends started teasing again.

“That kiss doesn’t count! Scarlett’s card said to kiss a single person, and you’re her boyfriend. That’s cheating, it doesn’t count.”

Damon’s smile vanished.

“Scarlett is mine. Do you dare to make her kiss someone else?”

Everyone noticed he was angry and quickly tried to smooth things over, pulling me forward.

“Of course, we wouldn’t dare touch Scarlett! But we have a backup option! It’s just a kiss, let Luna do it.”

Hearing that, the color drained from my face.

I instinctively looked at Damon, and saw his expression stiffen as he refused.

“She only agreed to drink. Kissing isn’t part of the deal.”

His friends exchanged glances and chuckled.

“That’s just a word from you! Give her more money, and Luna will definitely agree. Isn’t she the most obedient to you? I remember when you raced with us, and the one whose companion wouldn’t get in the car would lose a yacht. You just gave Luna a look, and she obediently sat beside you. She’d risk her life, what’s a kiss?”

At this, Scarlett’s eyes reddened. She angrily yanked her hand away from Damon.

“Didn’t you tell me you had no feelings for her? Why did you take her racing with you? If you like her so much, then just make her your girlfriend! I’ll find someone else to kiss to complete this dare!”

With that, she stormed out.

Damon panicked. He pulled out a credit card, threw it at me, and chased after her, leaving one sentence behind.

“There’s a million in the card. Kiss for Scarlett for three minutes.”

Watching him leave, I felt as if my heart was being torn apart.

I didn't want to agree to such a transaction.

I turned to leave, but Damon's friends pinned me down.

They brought over a stray dog, forced open its jaw, pulled out its tongue, and made me kiss it, their words dripping with humiliation.

“We heard from Scarlett, you’re quite the wild one, with your bed photos spread all over the company? A tramp like you trying to seduce Damon? That’s disgusting!”

“Who would dare kiss you? Just touching your saliva would probably make them sick. You only deserve to kiss a dog. After all, they say, 'a bitch and a dog, made for each other!'"

Tears streamed down my face from the humiliation.

A strong wave of nausea washed over me.

I vomited until I was seeing stars, bile mixed with blood splattering everywhere.

By the end, I was completely drained, my eyes numb and hollow.

Watching the group of people laugh and walk away, only one thought remained in my mind.

I had to completely sever all ties with Damon Thorne. I was never coming back.