One Night One Billion
CHAPTER 01 - The Wrong Decision

At the night club. A girl named Aqila Sharma was sitting alone on a long sofa, staring

sea of people who are contorting the body, joggeting ria spill all the problems of life or just a consolation of self. But Aqila was different, she even felt uncomfortable being there.

Had it not been for the graduation of the students, Aqila would not have been there either. His friends waved at him who did not even have the intention to join them. Repeatedly he saw the clock on his watch, while grunting irritatedly, “Why should a place like this anyway! Not that they initially said they celebrated it in a cafe,” grumbled Aqila who was upset because she felt lied.

 And when he was about to leave, the three girls who were in the same class with him, held him back. Yes, they are three friends who often insult Aqila during school.

“Ettt... Where to go?” ask Bela the gang leader of the three girls.

“You go home, I am not suitable to be here,” said Aqila.

“We won't drink it before you drink it,” said Chia chimed in and offered a glass of colorless drink.

“What is it? Alcohol? I want to!” reject Aqila firmly.

“Not, this is just a regular drink, just see the color is clear, yes ‘kan?” bela said again and nodded to her two friends.

Aqila picked up the glass and then she smelled the aroma from the contents which turned out to smell a very pungent odor making Aqila keep the glass away from her face. “You lied, obviously this smell of alcohol,” protest Aqila. “Then I go home first.”

“Okay, it's okay if you want to go home, but give me back my clothes you wear, now!”

Aqila's steps came to a halt and turned her body, staring at the three classmates.

“Don't you say this is given to kids who are one class of cash?”

“Cih! Where possible, you know the price of the shirt is the same as the cost of the three-student exam.”

Yes before, Aqila was given a red dress by a girl named Chia and she said that it was a shirt purchased from cash, for the students who did not have

dresscode for the graduation party. Aqila who was indeed just an orphan who had even been hitching a ride with her Aunt and Uncle, naturally accepted that happily.

Aqila was downcast thinking about how her fate would be if Bela really asked for the shirt back, while she did not bring a change of clothes.

“Where? Let's go to the toilet,” said Bela.

“But I don't bring a change of clothes, how about tomorrow I just return.” Lirih Aqila's.

“No! I want it now.”

“But..”.

“Already Qil, anyways Just drink a glass ‘kan. Not going to make you drunk too,” timpal Siena, which turned out Aqila thought carefully. ‘Drink glass? really not going drunk ‘kan?’ aqila's Mind.

“Okay then, but just a glass of ‘kan?” aqila said and immediately nodded at the three girls.

It was Bela who made sure Aqila drank the drink until the toilet was not left, and after it was done forcing Aqila they laughed with satisfaction and left her to rejoin the others down there.

Aqila immediately took out a bottle of mineral water available on the table, downing it to remove

the bitter taste of the alcohol was left on his tongue. His throat was hot and burning, Aqila's spirit really disliked the taste of the drink.

Slowly the bitter taste subsided, but changed with the pain in his head. It hurts, it hurts so much! He tried to stay conscious and immediately got up from there to leave, Aqila walked in a direction that he himself did not know where.

In another room, a man who had just arrived was immediately greeted with the person in charge of the place, who already knew him. “Master please enjoy our treat,” said the person and was nodded by him.

“Do you need anything else?”

“For the time being, no.”

“Do you not want to try our collection? Coincidentally we just recruited a new item, she is still fresh, suitable for you.” The man was silent for a moment.

Today his work does make him stress, moreover he has just lost lander and rejected by big investors just because of trivial problems according to him. Maybe a friend just drinks and talks, enough to treat this unlucky day.

“Alright, give that to me.” His answer made the person in charge of the place smile widely.

“Siap Mr! Please, will I show you your room.”

In the room called king vip, the man sat on the bed while waiting for his order to come. But suddenly a voice sounded like something had fallen in front of his room.

Curious, he wanted to see what was really going on. And when he opened the door of his room he thought it was a fallen thing but it was a woman he saw lying under his feet.

He crouched down and looked at the face of the girl wearing the red dres. “What does he mean by his fresh goods?” without a second thought he took the girl into the room and locked the door from the inside.

Slowly he put the girl's slender body onto the bed. “Haaahh, I hired you to accompany me

I drank and talked, instead of seeing you fall asleep!” gerrutu annoyed.

But just as he was about to step away, the girl woke up and immediately acted strangely.

“Hot, hot!” the screech that kept shaking his face and chest slightly opened it with his hands. The man who saw it was astonished by the strange behavior of the girl who kept screaming hot even though the ac in the room was very cold.

“Master, help me, hot!”

The man continued to pay attention to his face that was already sweating even the red dres

the shadow of his sweat. “Is anyone setting him up?” muttered the man who seemed to have found out why the girl kept shouting hot.

And without the man guessing, the woman even opened her dress which consequently displayed her curves directly, he said, brra and the black hotpant only covered the intimate part of it but the man was quite hooked because he saw the chest of the girl who was very filled and certainly made him swallow his saliva with difficulty, even the junior down there was already standing gallantly.