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“Drinking is something best enjoyed with company, and there’s no fun in doing it alone. Don’t you agree, Rachel?” said Charlie.
Rachel had already expected this. But this time, after a slight pause, she gave a small nod.
If going through this could offer Myrna even a shred of hope, then she felt it was worth it.
Even if things didn’t go as planned, as long as the new drug could bring Myrna some relief, it wouldn’t be in vain.
“You’re right about that. Count me in.”
“Rachel, I admire how upfront and sincere you are. I like conversations with people like you.”
Charlie then filled a glass with strong liquor and handed it to her himself. “Go ahead.”
At that moment, Rachel knew there was no avoiding it. If she wanted to help Huey, she had to drink. Without hesitation, she finished the glass in one gulp.
The moment the liquor touched her throat, it felt like fire, burning its way down and making her gasp. The sting reflected the turmoil inside her.
Her head tilted back as the burning sensation brought tears to her eyes.
Charlie chuckled and patted her shoulder. “Looks like drinking isn’t your strong suit! If that’s the case, I won’t force you.”
But Rachel wasn’t about to waste this chance. She quickly grabbed the glass again and
took another shot.
This time, the liquor felt like it was scorching her stomach, just as unbearable as the first.
She clenched her jaw, pushing back the tears. “It’s just been a while since I last drank. I just need to get used to it. But as long as you’re drinking, I’ll keep up with you.”
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“That’s the spirit! I like your attitude. Just enjoy yourself tonight, and your friend’s issue
will be taken care of.”
Rachel lifted her glass with a forced smile. “Then, I’ll thank you in advance!”
“Of course!”
And with that, the drinks kept coming, one after another.
It didn’t take long before she had finished almost half the bottle.
She had no choice but to keep drinking, and soon, the dizziness took over, leaving her barely in control of herself.
At times, she wasn’t even drinking on her own, Charlie was pouring it straight into her
mouth.
Eventually, her body had reached its limit. She had no choice but to stop. “I’m trusting you with
my friend’s matter. Next time, I’ll drink with you again, but tonight… I just
can’t anymore…”
“Oh, come on! Just a little more!”
Charlie placed his hand on her shoulder, his broad figure moving in just a little too close.
Rachel, already lightheaded and unsteady, felt the space around her closing in.
She tried to get up, hoping to create some distance, but she miscalculated her own strength.
The second she got to her feet, her legs gave out, and she collapsed.
Charlie saw his chance and moved quickly to catch her, “Oh no! Are you okay? You need
to be careful.”
While speaking, he seized the moment to pull her into his arms.
Rachel still had some fight left in her and instinctively tried to push him away.
Not wanting to make a fuss, Charlie hesitated before finally releasing her.
However, after just a brief rest, all the energy drained from her body, leaving her completely powerless. Her head spun so violently that the world around her blurred into a dizzying haze. Before she could steady herself, darkness crept in, and with a dull thud, her head slumped onto the table as she slipped into unconsciousness.
Charlie watched her for a few minutes, ensuring she was completely out. Then, he
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leaned in and nudged her shoulder. “Rachel? Can you hear me?”
When she didn’t react even after multiple calls, he was certain. Satisfied, he pulled out his phone and dialed a number.
Moments later, two large men stepped inside. Without hesitation, they each grabbed one of Rachel’s arms and lifted her up, carrying her toward the elevator.
Charlie trailed right behind, entering the elevator alongside them.
The doors slid shut, and without any stops, it ascended straight to the top floor.
Within minutes, Rachel was laid out on a bed inside a hotel suite.
“That’s all for now. Leave.”
Charlie gave the order, and without delay, the two men left the room.
Charlie stood over her, watching her unconscious form. The friendly mask he had worn earlier vanished, replaced by a twisted smirk.
Lowering himself onto the bed, he studied her face for a moment before running his fingers through her tousled hair, a glint of greed in his eyes.
A slow, unsettling chuckle escaped him as he murmured, “Rachel, who would’ve thought? After all these years, you’ve finally landed right in my grasp. You probably don’t even remember, but once upon a time, I asked you to dinner. You refused, of course. Back then, I thought it was a shame–a lost opportunity. And yet, here you are, coming to me, asking for a favor. How ironic. But really, you only have yourself to blame. You’re so stunning, so utterly irresistible.”
The image of Rachel from years ago remained clear in Charlie’s mind.
He had been the one to interview her all those years ago when she first applied for a job.
Back then, he was merely a department manager, while she was just stepping into the professional world–young, bright, and incredibly beautiful. Her beauty and poise had left a lasting mark on him.
From the very first moment he laid eyes on her, he had been captivated.
Later, when she was officially hired, he had worked up the courage to ask her out for dinner. But to his frustration, she had turned him down without hesitation.
Over the years, he had repeatedly used work as a pretext to invite her out, but she had rejected every single one of his advances.
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So when he heard she was seeking his help this time, he knew he couldn’t let the opportunity slip away.
Charlie spent a long moment admiring Rachel, his gaze darkening with unchecked desire.
He didn’t act immediately. Instead, he chose to set the mood, deliberately prolonging the moment. Without rushing, he stepped into the bathroom for a shower.
When he returned, Rachel was still unconscious.
Moving toward her, his fingers reached for her collar, his movements slow and deliberate.
One by one, he undid the buttons. The first. The second. The third…
As the blouse loosened, the white camisole beneath was revealed.
His eyes burned with a crazed hunger, his restraint hanging by a thread. Just as he was about to give in completely, he lunged toward her–only for her to suddenly move.
But she wasn’t waking up naturally. A sharp pain coursed through her body, pulling her out of unconsciousness.
The alcohol had taken a toll on her stomach, making her condition worse and adding to her discomfort. Her mind remained foggy, but the intense pain forced her back to reality.
Her heavy eyelids lifted, and as soon as her vision cleared, she took in her surroundings. The unfamiliar room. The hotel bed. And Charlie–far too close.
Everything clicked in an instant. “Let go of me,” she shouted.
Even through the pain, her voice rang clear, her sharp gaze freezing cold.
Charlie stiffened, his hands stopping midair as he stared at her in shock. “You… you’re
awake?”
“I won’t repeat myself. Let. Go.” Rachel’s tone was like ice, her glare cutting through him like a blade.
Charlie’s expression darkened, his initial surprise giving way to something more sinister. “Rachel, let’s not forget–you’re the one who came to me, asking for help.”
“That doesn’t mean I’ve come to throw away my dignity,” she shot back. “I’ll warn you just once–if you cross me, you won’t be able to handle the consequences.”
Requiem of A Broken Heart
