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Like Her Scent

Like Her Scent

Maite Hunter

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Emily Stevens was born with a strange smell. To study the situation, Emily worked hard to become a perfumer. However, a storm may arise from a clear sky. She was robbed of her job and hunted by her rival. On her way to escape, she met Tristan Weaver. Tristan was a River City bigwig. He was always averse to contact with others. But he was attracted by the scent of Emily's body. As a result, he saved Emily from the thugs. Maybe it was destiny

Chapter 1 This Might Be Her End

"Get her!"

Dark Night was the ultimate extravagant clubhouse.

In a tulle mermaid dress, Emily Stevens hastily scurried to the dazzling dance floor, shoved her way through the madding crowd, desperately broke through the encirclement, and ran for her life.

Her heart pounded with the deafening music and her stunning face was covered densely with sweat.

Her curly long hair stuck to her cheeks, which was deadly attractive to the eye.

The mermaid dress packed up her curvy body and revealed her skin. Any man would be aroused by the scene.

Emily had no idea why she was here and who sold her off to a dirty swine.

In reflex, she hit and ran!

She was exhausted by the hot pursuit. Her legs felt weak, and she couldn't make it any further.

"Quick, get that woman! Don't let her escape!" A growl came from behind.

Emily looked back. The roaches of the swine were about to catch up.

So far, she still hadn't found the exit of the large clubhouse. If she continued to run helter-skelter like this, she would be caught eventually!

"No, I need a plan to get away!" She looked around.

Her eyes suddenly landed on a statuesque figure escorted by a group of men!

Although she only saw his back, her sharp eyes captured the respect people showed to the man in the center.

Moreover, the man boasted a tough vibe, and she had reason to believe he was a bigshot.

Her eyes swiveled smartly, and she made up her mind, "Anyway, I should take a shot!"

Emily rushed over at top speed and shouted, "Hey! Worthless scum, how dare you fool around here behind my back!"

Tristan Weaver heard the yelling of a woman and involuntarily turned around.

Slap...

The sound of the smack was drowned out by the deafening music.

In the meantime, the air became frozen and so quiet people could hear their own heartbeat.

When those men saw a woman smacking their boss, their eyes almost popped out.

Holy cow, this woman was courting death!

Their boss was not a gentleman but a cruel monster. She was bold to hit such a man!

They mourned her in advance.

This woman was pretty. What a pity...

She would be torn to pieces.

Tristan darted an icy, murderous look at the woman.

His sculpted face fell. In the flickering environment, he looked as awful as Death incarnate.

Her blood froze when she met his eyes.

This man looked so ferocious and intimidating!

She really regretted it. Darn it, she would rather be caught by the swine.

She grinned sweetly and apologized, "Oops, sorry, I... I might have found the wrong person."

"Wrong person!" A mellow, deep voice came out of his mouth, but he stressed his tone fiercely.

Emily swallowed and turned to run, but those roaches had rushed up.

This might be her end.

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