Chapter 203
Chapter 203:
It wasn’t until later that she’d learned Jacob wasn’t just the club’s owner but a man of power and influence, someone both respected and feared in equal measure.
Always quick on her feet, Bella had made sure to exchange contact details with him that night, sensing his potential value in her life.
It seemed her instincts had been spot-on—she needed his help sooner than she’d imagined.
Before stepping inside, Bella gave her reflection a once-over, a flicker of satisfaction crossing her face.
She looked stunning—polished, confident, and ready to seize the moment.
Bella was naturally beautiful, and with her makeup perfectly applied, she looked especially radiant as she stepped into the club.
A sense of unease washed over her as she entered, but she quickly pushed it aside. Her thoughts were consumed by one thing—Yelena.
Bella was ready to pay any price, sacrifice anything, to rid herself of Yelena once and for all.
She moved through the dimly lit club, heading straight for Jacob’s private room. The air inside was thick with smoke, and the scent of high-end whiskey clung to the atmosphere. A few bottles sat on the table, reflecting the soft, amber glow of the low lighting.
Jacob lounged in the center of a plush sofa, exuding an air of casual authority.
Bella paused at the door, gathering herself before walking in. “Hi, Jacob,” she said, her voice soft and almost shy.
Jacob’s eyes flickered with interest when he saw her. “Bella, come here and sit next to me p>
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Bella’s heart pounded as she moved toward him, sitting obediently beside Jacob. Her bashful demeanor seemed to have a magnetic effect on him.
Without hesitation, Jacob pulled her into his arms.
The unexpected closeness caught Bella off guard. The overwhelming smell of smoke, alcohol, and something foul made her stomach churn.
The stench was unbearable, and she had to fight the urge to gag.
She held her breath, her face paling as she tried to control her discomfort.
But despite the revulsion creeping up her throat, Bella knew she had no choice. She needed Jacob’s help.
Jacob’s eyes lingered on the pretty girl in his arms, and suddenly, he was in a much better mood.
He leaned in, his lips curling toward hers, but Bella was quick to turn her head away, avoiding the kiss with practiced ease.
Thinking fast, Bella reached for a glass of whiskey from the table, handing it to Jacob with a sweet smile. “How about a drink p>
Jacob raised an eyebrow, smirking as he ran his fingers lightly over her cheek. “You really know how to make me happy p>
They clinked their glasses together, and both took a sip. The liquid slid down Bella’s throat, the burn lingering in her stomach.
As Bella set her glass down, Jacob noticed the subtle blush on her cheeks and chuckled softly. “Alright, dear. Now tell me… what did you come here for today p>