Unwanted Daddy Don't Come Closer to Mommy

Sonia finally understood what Queenie meant by treating her thoughtfully.

As soon as she sat down in the booth, a row of young handsome guys came up, each one was hunky and super eye-catching. They sat down directly around Sonia, and their posture was even more exaggerated than last time, calling her intimately.

Sonia got goose bumps all over, but Chris got very excited and played with them happily. Under the restlessness of electronic music, all the dark desires in people's hearts were stirring.

Under the colorful lights, all people's faces were illuminated with different appearances. They're laughing and cursing, like some players.

Every time, Sonia feels that this bar is like a purgatory on earth. Everyone uses fake identity all walks of life, singing, performing, pretending. Everyone had enlarged all their senses, squandering their drinks and wantonly killing their life-time, just for the sake of having fun all night. In this noisy place where the soul is restless, they have fallen into the abyss over and over again.

Men around her were desperately persuading her to drink, Sonia couldn't get rid of them, so she drank. When the alcohol rolled down his throat, she felt as if her soul were scalded. She felt her consciousness went numb as the more she drank. She leaned on the man beside her, letting the lights flashing on her face. It was like half of heaven, and half of hell.

Dixon, Quincy, and others were called to the bar by some friends. Unexpectedly, they met Sonia here. At that time, if she was leaning against other men's arms, her lips were dyed bright red and watery by cups of wine. She was like a goblin in this romantic scene, and the Adam's apple in Dixon unconsciously moved up and down, and then her eyes suddenly sank.

Sonia noticed that someone hit her with a hot sight, so she looked up and crashed into the man's eyes for an instant. She raised her eyebrows slightly, and took her sight back as if she didn't see it. Then she easily handed the glass in her hand to the lips of the surrounding man, and she acted skillfully as if she had flirted countless times.

Dixon and Quincy followed closely, and they went to the Sonia booth one after another, causing her to chuckle. "Do you want to sit down and have a drink?"

Dixon stared at Sonia, wanting to see something from her expression, but no, Sonia was probably drunk, she was squinting and smiling at them, not afraid of anything, and she softly said, "What's the matter?" Dixon sneer, "Sonia, why did I underestimate your ability to seduce men?"

This sentence made Sonia to laugh again. She smiled and leaned on the shoulders of surrounding man, and her appearance was really charming. "Dixon, whoever am I seducing, is it related to you?"

Dixon felt aching pain and grabbed Sonia's wrist. Sonia stopped smiling and looked into his eyes, and said, "Please let go of me."

"Sonia!" Dixon raised his voice. Why, why would he be so irritable when he saw this scene?

Why did he feel stitching that Sonia leans on others!

Why!

Dixon was frustrated and used more strengths to grab her wrist. The pain even made Sonia sober. Sonia stood up and shook off his hand hard. "I said let go of me!"

Quincy stood behind them, saying nothing, only looking at Sonia. His sight was deep and dangerous.