It was late, and Louis sat in the cab with mixed feelings. His eyes stared blankly at his phone screen, rereading the message he had just sent to Cleopatra.

'Sorry, work isn't done yet. I'll be home in the evening."


Cleopatra's reply was just one word.

'Okay."

Louis swallowed. The short answer felt like an early warning before the storm hit him.


He sighed, trying to convince himself that he only went to the Club to take responsibility for the incident this morning. Deep down, however, he knew that Cleopatra wouldn't see it that way if she ever found out.

When the taxi pulled up in front of the swanky club, Louis immediately felt his guts shrink.


This place was not just any club.

A grand building with glittering neon lights, luxury cars lined up neatly at the entrance, and guests dressed in glamor and elegance. This was an exclusive place for millionaires and high-class socialites, not a place someone like Louis Toreto who wasn't even used to this kind of lifestyle should be visiting.

He paused in front of the entrance, feeling awkward and hesitant.

But before he could decide to turn around to leave, a soft yet seductive voice rang in his ears.

'I'm glad you came."

Louis immediately turned his head to the side and found Jennifer Wellington already standing there, looking at him with a meaningful smile.

Louis was lost for words.

Jenny looked amazingly charming in the tight black dress that wrapped her body perfectly. Her cleavage was low, revealing her smooth skin, while her high thighs were enough to draw many stares from the men around them.

The sweet scent of her perfume mixed with a hint of wine filled Louis' nose, making him even more uncomfortable and... mesmerized.

Jenny smiled wider, her eyes flashing with playfulness.

'I thought you'd ignore the advances of a stranger who just met you. Or..." Jenny steps closer, making Louis reflexively step back a little. 'Or are you curious about me, baby?"

Louis gulped.

Damn.

This woman is dangerous.

Still, he tried to keep his wits about him and replied in a formal tone.

'I came because I wanted to take responsibility for the incident this morning, Miss."

Jenny chuckled, resting one hand on Louis' arm. Her eyes looked at him with interest, like she was assessing something in him.

'You know what, Louis? You're a very unique man."

Louis frowns. 'What do you mean?"

Jenny touched her chin with her index finger, pretending to think.

'Normally, other guys would take this opportunity to approach me further. But you... are you too innocent, or too stupid?"

Louis immediately choked on his own breath. 'I'm not innocent or stupid! I just... want to take responsibility."

Jenny smiled meaningfully, then thought to herself:

'Damn, this guy is really different. I almost got carried away with liking him."

Without saying much, Jenny grabs Louis' hand confidently, hooks her fingers into his, and pulls him into the Club.

Louis almost stumbles, unprepared for the touch, but Jenny doesn't give him a chance to resist.

They walked through the Club's entrance hallway filled with dim lights and echoing music. Louis tries to stay calm, but the atmosphere of this place is very foreign to him.

Once they got inside, the atmosphere became even more intense.

The dance floor was filled with guests moving to the beat of the music, colorful lights were flashing rapidly, and the smell of alcohol mixed with expensive perfume filled the air.

Louis turned to Jenny, hoping to say something to save himself, but she was already looking at him with a mischievous expression.

'Welcome to my world, Louis."

Louis felt that tonight was going to be a very long night.

In a dark corner of the Club filled with luxury and decadence, Anthony Curse Blake sat casually at a table overlooking the VIP Lounge. His eyes were locked on the figure of Louis who had just entered with a very seductive woman.

A sly smile appeared on his face when he saw Louis and Jenny walking hand in hand, her hand still holding his as if they were an old couple.

'Gotcha, Cleopatra. You won't be able to marry any man ever again," she muttered as she took a sip from the crystal glass in her hand.

She took out her cell phone, setting up the camera to record Louis' every move inside the VIP room. This would be strong evidence that he was unfaithful to Cleopatra.

If Cleopatra saw this, then her relationship with Louis would be ruined.

Louis sighed deeply, feeling more and more uncomfortable as soon as they entered the VIP room that Jenny had booked.

The room is decorated in a luxurious interior, with red velvet sofas surrounding a round glass table, while the dim lighting adds to the intimate and exclusive feel.

Jenny leans back against the sofa, then takes off her jacket, revealing more skin from her shoulders and tantalizing cleavage.

Louis gulped.

'Jenny, is it okay to book such an expensive room just to chat?"

Jenny chuckles, crosses her legs gracefully, then looks at Louis with sparkling eyes.

'No problem. I just want to make sure no one disturbs us tonight, Louis. I want to get to know you better."

Louis immediately stiffened.

This was not a good sign.

Louis tries to avert his eyes from Jenny, but the woman's piercing gaze continues to pierce him.

Jenny leans forward slightly, making Louis even more miserable.

'You look nervous." Jenny smirked.

Louis scratches the back of his neck. 'I'm just... not used to this kind of place."

Jenny laughed again, then picked up the wine glass that the waiter had just delivered.

'Well then, just relax. I won't bite you... unless you want me to."

Louis chokes on his own breath.

Jenny sips her wine slowly, while outside the room, Anthony presses the record button on his cell phone.

Every movement, every seductive smile of Jenny, every awkward expression of Louis - all are clearly recorded.

The conversation between Louis and Jenny is light at first, discussing work, personal life, and a few jokes about their accidental meeting this morning. However, Jenny is no ordinary woman.

She knows how to steer the topic to be more intimate, leading to Louis getting caught up in her charms.

Louis, who has already had a few glasses of wine, starts to lose focus. His mind drifts a bit, and under the dim lighting of this VIP room, Jenny's aura becomes even more alluring.

His gaze unconsciously drops to Jenny's striking cleavage, her still slightly wet blouse clinging to her body even more, creating curves that are hard to ignore.

Jenny caught the gaze and smiled mischievously.

She leaned closer to Louis, her voice sounding soft and seductive.

'You can stare at it longer if you want, Louis."

Louis coughed and hurriedly averted his gaze, his face starting to heat up.

'I... I'm not staring!"

Jenny chuckled, looking at him playfully.

'Oh? Are you sure? Because I feel like you're very... interested."

He then brought his face close to Louis' ear, whispering something that made the man tense up even more.

'I'm interested in you, Louis. Maybe we can get to know each other better... I can't stand it, ahhh..."

Louis stiffened.

Jenny raised her hand to Louis' face, touched his jaw gently, then slowly pulled his face closer.

Louis, already half-drunk, finally gets carried away.

Jenny leaned in further, touching her lips to Louis' in a gentle kiss that quickly turned hotter.

Louis could only go with the flow, his mind increasingly blurred by alcohol and temptation that was too hard to resist.

His hands unconsciously moved, touching Jenny's waist, then rising slowly up to her breasts.

Jenny let out a small sigh, pressing her body closer to Louis, letting herself get lost in the game she had started.

Meanwhile, at the other end of the room, Anthony was smiling contentedly, his cell phone still in record mode, capturing every second of Louis and Jenny's heated togetherness.

'Damn, this woman is hot. No wonder Louis is enamored. Maybe I can play with her later too," Anthony thought with a chuckle.

Louis, who was still carried away, didn't realize that the trap set by Theodore and Anthony was almost completely successful.

However, the night wasn't over yet.

Louis was still lost in a hot kiss with Jenny, even though she was almost half naked in front of him. The alcohol flowing in his body made his mind fuzzy, not fully aware that he was already on the brink of destruction.

However, amidst the hot sighs and hands that began to explore further boundaries, suddenly-

BRUK! BRUK! BRUK!

The VIP door was banged loudly!

Jenny and Louis gasped in shock. Louis opens his eyes wide, instantly regaining full consciousness.

The door opens with a bang!

CLEOPATRA STOOD IN THE DOORWAY.

The air in the room suddenly froze. The atmosphere that was previously filled with hot passion, now turned into deadly tension.

Her eyes were sharp, her jaw hardened, and her expression was more terrifying than a storm ready to destroy everything.

Behind him, Peter Moon covered his mouth, stifling a laugh. He knew a great disaster was about to happen.

Louis felt his life flashing before his eyes.

Cleopatra stepped in, her dark aura dominating the room even more.

With slow yet menacing steps, she stared at Louis like an avenging goddess ready to pass judgment.

'Louis Toreto, do you really dare to do this?"

Louis could barely breathe.

Jenny, who was still panting on the big sofa, hurriedly pulled back her dress, trying to tidy herself up.

However, Cleopatra did not look at her.

Her gaze was fixed on only one person-Louis.

Louis tried to speak, but his voice was choked.

'Cleo... This... is not what you think..."

Cleopatra chuckled.

Her laughter was low and contained suppressed anger.

'Oh? Not what I thought?"

She stepped closer to Louis, making him reflexively step back until his back almost touched the wall.

'Then tell me, Toreto..."

Cleopatra turned to Jenny who was still sitting on the sofa with her red lips still slightly swollen from their kiss.

'If this is nothing, why is she half-naked?"

Jenny tried to speak, but Cleopatra raised one hand, stopping her.

'Shut up."

Jenny gasped.

Peter finally couldn't help himself and laughed softly from behind Cleopatra.

'Gosh, I expected this to happen... But seeing it in person? It's more than I expected."

Cleopatra did not turn her head in Peter's direction.

Her gaze remained locked on Louis.

'I'm waiting for you at home for a romantic dinner. I had everything ready. But you chose to be here? With another woman?"

Louis was almost speechless. His face paled, cold sweat starting to run down his temples.

Jenny tried to regain her confidence, then said in a teasing tone.

'Miss... You don't need to overreact. Louis is just... enjoying his time with me."

BIG mistake.

Cleopatra turned to Jenny, and in a split second, before anyone could react-

PLAK!

Cleopatra's slap lands hard on Jenny's cheek!

Jenny was stunned, her eyes widening in shock.

Louis was frozen, unable to believe what had just happened.

Cleopatra looked at Jenny with angry eyes.

'Touch a man of mine again, and I'll make sure you never get close to anyone again."

Jenny bit her lip, holding back the pain and anger, but she knew she couldn't win against Cleopatra Thompson.

Louis still hadn't moved from his spot, his mind still in turmoil.

Cleopatra finally turned back to Louis.

Her gaze turned colder, more deadly.

'You're coming with me. Now."

Louis swallowed.

There was no other choice.

Wordlessly, he followed Cleopatra out of the room, leaving Jenny still holding her red cheeks from the slap.

Peter followed them from behind, still holding back his laughter.

As they walked out of the Club, Louis knew that tonight, hell had just begun for him.

And he didn't know if he would make it out alive.

Outside the VIP room that was now filled with tension between Cleopatra, Louis, and Jenny, Anthony Curse Blake pressed his lips together, holding back the curse that was about to slide out of his mouth.

Things were not going as planned.

It was supposed to be a night of destruction for Cleopatra and Louis, but now

Cleopatra was here!

Anthony rubbed his face in frustration. 'Shit! Why is Cleo here?! Who told her?"

He squinted, trying to analyze how this could all fall apart in a matter of minutes. He had recorded evidence that Louis was having an affair, but if Cleopatra was on the scene, then she must have controlled the situation in a way that only Cleopatra Thompson could.

With his heart racing, Anthony quickly walked away from the VIP room, trying to escape before Cleopatra realized his presence.

However, before he could get any further-

Two security guards stood in his way.

Anthony immediately frowned, looking at them suspiciously.

'Excuse me, sir. Please give me your cell phone," one of the guards said in a stern tone.

Anthony tried to act casual, but he could feel his blood freezing.

'Excuse me? For what?"

The second bodyguard squinted sharply, seeing his suspicious behavior.

'We noticed you filming our VIP guests without permission. This club has a strict privacy policy. We have to make sure no information leaks out."

Anthony swallowed.

'You guys misunderstood. I was just... just texting someone."

The first bodyguard folded his arms, unimpressed with Anthony's reasoning.

'In that case, please show me your cell phone."

Anthony looked at the two bodyguards in frustration, realizing that he had no other choice.

'Shit."

Reluctantly, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a cell phone, handing it to the bodyguard. His hands trembled slightly, knowing that if this footage got seen by Cleopatra, he would be in big trouble.

The second bodyguard checked his cell phone, opened the gallery, and immediately found the video footage from the VIP room.

'Delete it."

Anthony groaned softly, but obeyed the order. With heavy hands, he deleted all the footage he had just made.

The first guard looked at him sharply, making sure that the footage was completely erased before finally returning his phone.

'Don't try to do it again, sir. If we catch you once again, you will be blacklisted from this place."

Anthony gritted his teeth, holding back the emotions burning inside him.

Without another word, he walked away at a brisk pace, leaving the Club with an overwhelming sense of resentment.

Peter watched Anthony from a distance, sipping his drink casually.

He had already guessed that Theodore would try something sneaky, and now Anthony was caught with his own footage.

How ironic.