In the evening of LA, people didn't stop dancing because of the murder.
Crystal stepped on the brake. The red Ferrari slowly stopped in front of the building, showing its owner's dignity. The doorman walked quickly forward and opened the door for her respectfully.
What a fascinating woman she was in the black leather jacket and leather pants. Her long hair was coiled up, and her face was delicate and her figure had an hourglass shape. Wherever she went, she would be the focus. In the bar, people cast sights at her, Crystal simply ignored it.
She knew very well that they were only interested in her appearance. If it was before, Ivy would never be the focus. There were many beautiful women here. It was just because of her fascinating face.
Crystal went through the first floor to the second floor, which was usually noisy, but now was unusually quiet. At the corridor of the second floor stood a line of men in black suits.
Crystal knew that the man was already in the room. When she walked in the corridor, she looked downstairs by accident. When she saw the backs of several familiar people in the crowd, she smiled slightly and thought, 'they are already there.'.
It made her relieve. At least, she was confident of herself.
She walked to room 2368 and directly opened the door and walked in without knocking.
Room 2368 was as high-end and elegant as before. The only difference was that
At this moment, the people sitting on the sofa were not a group of obscene people, but a man wearing Dior white T-shirt. He had two decorative necklaces on his chest, his collarbone and white skin exposed. That man looked a bit sexy. It was a Walter black coat outside his T-shirt, which wasn't zipped up. He wore a pair of black casual pants, which was rare. A silver white ring button was hung down on his right, which was shining with light. In a white cap, her short black hair was a little disheveled. There was a silver diamond earing on her left ear. He looked mysterious.
It was the first time for Crystal to see him dressed like this. If he were not wearing the exquisite half mask on his face, she would really think that she had entered the wrong room.
The man lazily leaned on the sofa, casually lying on it with one hand. He was exhaling the smoke, which was extremely seductive.
"Come and sit next to me!" Stated the man in a cold tone as he cast a glance at Crystal. He still kept the same posture and didn't change his attitude at all.
With her legs crossed, he looked at Crystal as if he was calling his pet, the cigarette in the air made him look more arrogant.
Crystal stopped half a meter away from him and said respectfully, "I dare not!"
The man raised his head and gave her a cold look. Then he smiled wryly and reached out a big, slender hand to pull her into his arms. Feeling the sudden warmth, Crystal didn't know how to react. When she bumped into a strong and hard chest, she could smell the smoke.
All of a sudden, Crystal broke herself away from his embrace. In an instant, she got panicked, but her voice sounded weirdly cold, "Master, please behave yourself!"
If it was before, she would definitely be calm.
But no she had to stop being wary because her wariness would make him suspicious.
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