Ayla clenched her phone tightly. She couldn't answer it in front of Brian, nor could she keep the phone with her. “I'm sorry, Toby, “ she apologized silently in her heart. Before Brian could understand what she was about to do, she threw the phone towards the wall. It crashed on the wall and fell on the cold marble floor. The phone stopped ringing at once. She had broken the phone! Along with their relationship! She stared at the broken phone with teary eyes. She had no other. choice. "Good. Brain then turned to his subordinates. He waved his hand dismissively. "Let him go. Ayla asked Clayton with a wavering voice, "Dad, are you okay?”. "What do you think? Do I look okay to you? If you hadn't run away, I wouldn't have ended up like this!" Clayton snapped sharply. "Dad, let me take you to the hospital!". Ayla walked up to him to help him up, but Clayton pushed her away. He glanced at Brian and denied her immediately, "No, I don't. want to go to hospital. You don't have to do anything for me. You've already done enough. I won't die, so just leave me. It was his great fortune that he was still alive. Brian pulled Ayla back towards him and ordered Jaime, "Jaime, ask someone to take him to the hospital. Jaime obliged immediately. He and the other men left the room taking Clayton with them. Then there were only Brian and Ayla left in the room. "Mr. Clark, thank you for letting my father go," she mumbled to him, looking downward. "I won't let him go so easily in the future. You should be careful about my warning, otherwise you can't even imagine the dire. consequences that you'll have to face. Brian let her arm go then walked back to the sofa and sat down. "From today on, you will stay here. Ayla looked at him stupefied. Did he want her to be a barmaid here?. "Mr. Clark, why do you want me to stay here?" Ayla was scared. She knew that she had to pay the price for her escape, but she didn't know what cruel way he'd punish her. "Aren't you good at serving men?". Brian taunted her. "If you want to repay the money your father owed me, you'll have to work here. Otherwise, there's no other way you can do that. Ayla couldn't help but just accept his decision. After that, he called Anna and asked her to arrange for Ayla to start to work tonight. Anna nodded then went and sat down beside Brian. "Mr. Clark, do you really want her to be a barmaid here? Are you really willing to do that?”. Anna wanted to confirm his decision. She thought that Brian wanted Arlene to have sex with him whenever he wished. Then why. was he letting her stay here?. "She is not that important,"Brian said firmly. He just wanted to vent his hatred. The more humiliated this woman would be, the happier he would feel. Anna entangled her fingers with his and leaned towards him

"That means, I don't need to take special care of her, do I?" Brian said nothing. He lit a cigarette and smoked. Ayla changed into a tight barmaid dress before Anna led her into a luxurious private room. "Please take good care of the cu stomers here. If they are unhappy , you will be the one to suffer,” . Anna reminded her sharply, though she believed that her words were u nnecessary for a woman like Arlene. It shouldn't be difficult for a social butte rfly like her to smile and drink with others . However, Anna was surprised to see Ayla was . strugg ling to do so. Anna thoug ht it was ridiculous. Why did Arlene keep pretending her in nocence everywhere? Even in the club too, which was in fact her expertise. "Mr. Hamilton, you haven't been here for a long time. Have a good time t oday. I'm sure you'll be satisfied. Anna pushed Ayla towards Mr. Hamilton. "Oh, is she new here? She is pretty, but I don't know if s he'll be able to satisfy me. Mr. Hamilton put hi s hand on her chee k and caressed it. Anna smiled se eing that and left the room. Ayla bit on her lower lip, almos t drawing blood. The strong smell of smoke and alcohol coming from the man mad e her stomach churn in disgust. "Get m e some wine," . Mr. Hamilton put hi s glass on the tab le and said to her. Ayla nodded then picked u p the wine bottle and fil led the glass obediently. Then she handed it b ack to him. But Mr. Ham ilton didn't take it. Instead he ordered her, "Drink it!" . Ido n ot dr ink. Ayla looked at the glass of win e uncomfortably. She cou ldn't d rink it. If she consumed alc ohol, she'd end up falling sick again. "Really? I don't believe t hat! You just don't want t o drink with me. Isn't it?" . Mr. Hamilton pinched her chin, h eld the glass in front of her m outh and forced her to drink it. Ayla struggled and instinctively pushe d his hand away causing the glass in hi s hand to be thrown away to the ground. The glass broke and the wine s pilled all over. "You're such a bitch! How dare you refuse to drink? It's your honor that I'm letting you drink with me. You're a shameless, pathetic . sl ut !" . As he humiliated her by th ose words, he slapped her hard across the face also. Blood oozed out from the corner of Ayla's mouth as she was pushe d to the other side of the sofa. "Dr ink it!" . This time, Mr. Hamilton gave her a whole bottle of wine and pou red it directly into her mouth. Ayla didn't ev en get the cha nce to refuse. Her throat burned as the wine ran past her throat to her stomach. The strong wine made he r feel sick. More than half bottle of wine was po ured into her mouth, while she lay th ere helplessly and coughed violently. "It doesn't matter if you can't drink . As long as you stay with me, I will m ake you drink all kinds of good wine. Mr

Hamilton pulled her u p and close to him once she had downed the wine. "Tell me, which k ind of wine do yo u want to drink?" . His voice sud denly turned less vicious. He pointed at dif ferent kinds of w ine on the table. Ayla felt her stomach twisting and she fel t nauseous and dazed. She sensed the u nfamiliar touch a ll over her body. The man beside her was to uching her and a sense of fear spread through her. "Don't. Don't t ouch me!" . Ayla pushe d the man’s hand away. "There is no w oman here that I can't touch!" . Mr. Hamilton smirked as he sai d so before he tore her cloth es and pressed himself on her. Ayla str uggled u nder him. No! No! This couldn't happen! She could n't let this man touch her! As he force d himself on her, she bit his arm hard. Mr. Hamilton let go of her in pain. Ayla quickly coll ected herself and went to the door. But Mr. Hamilton grabbed her wa ist and pulled her into him as she tried to open the doorknob. "How dare you bi te me! I'll teac h you a lesson!" . Mr. Hamilton pushed her to the ground and press ed himself on her again. He kissed her forceful ly and held both of he r hands above her head. Ayla felt sick from the bottom of her hear t, but she couldn't let this happen to her . She raised her leg and kicked him hard in . betwe en his legs. This was the only way she coul d escape from his claws. Ayla g ot up and ran towards the door. But as soon as she o pened the door, she bumped into a person. "Help me , please help me. She hasti ly called for help. Jaime looked down at the dishe veled woman in front of him but couldn't see her face clearly. Only her voi ce sounded v ery familiar. "Mrs. Clark?" Ayla looked up at Jaime. "Plea se hel p me. Brian and Anna were coming from the other end of the corridor. Their eyes found Jaime a nd Ayla when Ayla threw h erself into Jaime's arms. "Today is only the f irst day, and you've already messed up!" . Brian's voice boomed across the corridor. Ayla flinched at his voice and l ooked at his way. She lost her virginity wit hout her consent on the fi rst day of their marriage. But if she had to bear this forc eful sex every day in the future, her life would be a living hell. "Mr. Clark, you didn't say t hat I need to use my body fo r pleasuring the customers!" . Ayla put one of her hands on the wall to support herself. She felt too weak from the alcohol sh e consumed earlier. "Do you think this is a place for chil dren to play games?" . Brian co untered harshly. The entertainment clu b was a place for the customers to have fun. They spent money here to find pleasure in al cohol and the barmaids. "I won't give a way my body to please others. It was enough for A yla to get sold to B rian for a lifetime. She didn't want to be insulted b y everyone else