Entangled With a Younger Man

My secretary drove me to the entrance of a building. I looked up at the sign and felt my eyes light up at once.

The sign said, "The Bachelorette". Wasn't this a luxury nightclub famous for its male escorts?

In my previous, previous life, this was a place where only the richest female clients were allowed entry. Was it finally my turn now?

I recalled my time with Perry, where I'd be locked up in a dark room if my gaze ever accidentally lingered on a handsome guy by a fraction of a second. He would then torture me all day and night.

But now, there was nobody here to stop me anymore!

I took off the sunglasses on my face after getting down from the car, staring at the doors to the building that were tightly shut. I couldn't help feeling overwhelmed with excitement.

So, what if the nightclub wasn't open during the day? I was a rich multi-billionaire with a successful business now!

I tilted my chin at my secretary, who understood my signal and immediately called someone on his phone.

Less than five minutes later, the nightclub doors opened, and the owner, Madame Scarlett, immediately greeted me with all smiles.

"My apologies, Ms. Martinez! We had no idea that you'd be visiting today. Please forgive our gross oversight!"

I smirked.

"It's fine. Just get all your hottest escorts to serve me."

I handed my black card to her with a flourish and spoke to her in the haughtiest voice I could conjure.

"Make sure none of them are left behind!"

Madame Scarlett was overjoyed when she took the black card from me. She immediately showed me to a private room to wait.

Less than ten minutes later, a long row of handsome young male models appeared before my eyes. There were so many of them, ranging from handsome hunks to pretty boys, all in a row, ready for me to take my pick.

I let them surround me with their jaw-droppingly gorgeous bodies as I toyed around with them. I didn't have a care in the world!

However, after a long while, my phone suddenly rang just as I was enjoying being treated like a queen.

"Ms. Martinez, it's time for the ribbon-cutting ceremony."

I stole a glance at the time and realized that time had passed too quickly for me.

I begrudgingly walked out of the nightclub. My secretary realized that one of the male escorts had left a love bite on my neck.

"Ms. Martinez, you'll need to cover that up with a scarf. There'll be reporters at the event later."

I nodded and took the scarf from him.

We arrived at the orphanage a short while later. After the ceremony, I started strolling around casually in the orphanage premises.

I felt a bittersweet feeling as I walked along the corridors. I was an orphan too, and I'd grown up in an orphanage since I could remember.

That was why I knew that it wasn't easy living in an orphanage. They had few resources, and whatever resources they had had to be split up between the numerous children there, often causing the orphanage kids to develop paranoia from a young age.

Paranoia?

I found myself thinking about Perry again. If I hadn't transmigrated into his world, would he not have jumped off after me to his death after all?

Would he have felt any regret meeting me?

I bet that he did.

He probably wouldn't just regret meeting me. Knowing him, he would hate me more than ever.

Still, perhaps it would be good that he hated me. After all, hate often outlasted love.

I sighed, feeling a dull ache in my heart, as if a blunt knife was stabbing mercilessly at it.

"Whatever… I'm back now, so why am I still thinking of him?" I thought.

While lost in my thoughts, I suddenly heard someone talking next to me.

"Who are you?"

I looked up and suddenly saw that a young man was standing right in front of me.

I felt my blood freeze as soon as our gazes met.

Perry Grayson?