Whitefly hotel.

He reached for her, bending lower and grabbing her little chin. Drawing his face closer to her's. This act made the still sane minded Bel- to-push him away, despite feeling tipsy yet sure of herself.

" I will have so much fun with you. " He said, grabbing her hand, forcefully pulling her upward. What followed was another push from her.

" Let go of me. " She cried, grabbing her cell and crawling on the ground away from him. The effect of her spiked drinks became imminent on her, losing full senses of her self. Seeing this the guy chuckled, a vain laughter which only registered his dirty ploy had really worked.

" How far can you run from me. I've sealed your fate with me in my bed tonight." He said, very arrogant and boastful. Walking towards Bel who had scurried away to the far side of the restrooms walls.

" Hey, stop. Stop,.. trying to touch me. " She said, hugging her legs close so panic stricken.

" You have no place to run to. "