novelxo Chapter 43
Marilyn took off her sunglasses and said to Isabella with her brows furrowed.
Isabella nodded in agreement.
Assuming that Fabian was wearing perfume, they did not overthink the situation.
"Mr. Pencroft, why are you closing the door?" Isabella asked cautiously when she saw the lecherous hotel owner, Fabian, shutting the office door.
Only then did Marilyn realize he was trying to harm them.
Nonetheless, she was not scared because they carried pepper sprays in their handbag.
If this disgusting fat guy dares to take advantage of us, we will immediately take out the pepper sprays to deal with him.
"I closed the door to assess your talent in servicing others, Ms. Turner. If you can satisfy me with your service today, you'll pass this interview."
At that point, Fabian could not be bothered to even keep up with his pretense as he revealed his perverted facial expression straight away.
"You're shameless! We are genuinely looking for a job, and I think this place is unsuitable for me. Let's go, Marilyn!" Isabella scolded the perverted hotel owner, stood up, and dragged Marilyn along to leave the place.
"Bella, why do I suddenly feel sore and weak?" Marilyn felt that her body had lost its strength as she slumped back onto the couch right after standing up.
Isabella also began feeling dizzy and unsteady after listening to Marilyn's words.
She fell back onto the couch feebly like Marilyn the next second.
"W-What did you do to us?" Isabella questioned Fabian arduously.
Both girls attempted to stretch their hands to reach for the pepper sprays in their bags, but they failed to lift a finger at that moment, much less grab anything.
"Did you two catch the scent of a faint jasmine fragrance earlier? It's nothing, actually. I just secretly sprayed some perfume on you two when I got up to close the door just now. Once the two of you satisfy me with your services later, you can start working here from tomorrow onward." Fabian grinned salaciously as he slowly approached Isabella and Marilyn.
A horrified expression finally appeared on their faces as they were rendered powerless and immobile.
Isabella wanted to end her own life by biting her tongue, but she did not even have the strength to do that.
During that desperate moment, Isabella was suddenly reminded of Harold. That b*stard Harold is always boasting that he's the God of War, but he's nowhere to be seen when I'm in danger and need him the most. You're all talk, after all. You can at least send a subordinate here even if you cannot make it in person!
Fabian walked up to Isabella and gazed down at her from high above.
Excitement filled his chest because he was very fond of women showing their fearful and despaired looks before him.
The more devastated they were, the more electrified he was.
Fabian could never gain the pleasure of feeling that thrilling sensation under normal circumstances, and he knew that was a sexual perversion.
Nonetheless, he was a fan of that twisted sensation.
First, he removed the bag Isabella had slung on her shoulder. Then he slowly reached out to touch her face.
Isabella's facial features were delicate and exquisite. Her fair skin had a tinge of healthy blush. Moreover, she appeared not to have any makeup on.
That was the first time Fabian had encountered a woman as magnificent as her. In his opinion, Isabella's naked face was much more appealing than those who had undergone aesthetic surgeries, facial augmentations, or women with heavy makeup on.
"Don't come near me! My hubby has arranged a bodyguard to protect me in secret. My bodyguard will appear if I shout, and he will kill you without hesitation."