Mark of the destiny

After Fei Hong's heated feud with Neo Huo, the director of the radio station, her life was not the same anymore at work and was subject to unfair treatment and hostility from employees.     

No need to guess who was behind it!     

She hastened her efforts to find a new job. Though the place where she was working at was the country's leading radio station, she can't withstand the sight of that obnoxious Neo Huo.     

The second best was Big music owned by Tong Po. With her experience and qualifications, it shouldn't be difficult to get the job. However, she hadn't received a reply from Big Music. So weird!     

She wanted to call and ask for the update, but that would have made her sound in need and lower her brand value. Jeez! This is the disadvantage of being the number one RJ of the country.     

Five days back she finally received a positive response and was called at the company to discuss T&C and remuneration. Things went smoothly, Tong Po seemed to be a nice man and considered her conditions seriously. Now all that was left was to sign the contract after being prepared by the concerned department.     

"Miss. Fei, let's sign the contract over dinner. A celebration is a must; after all, we are getting the best RJ in the country. It's the time Big Music rules the industry!"     

These were the Tong Po's words with which he lured her to Ceaser's hotel. Though she was not comfortable, it was her new boss and she can't be rude to him. Anyway, his demands were not that big.     

However, when she reached the private lounge as escorted by Tong Po's secretary, there was no one inside the room. A few minutes later Tong Po came there with no one accompanying him.     

Instead of taking a seat across Fei Hong, he took the seat next to her.     

She frowned!     

"Looks like others are late?"     

"Just fifteen minutes. Don't worry."     

DON'T WORRY!     

DON'T WORRY!     

How easily he said these words!     

…..and how easily she believed!     

"Any drink?" his hand went at her back, stroking her.     

She flexed! But the man didn't retrieve his hand.     

"Vodka with cranberry." With a forced smile, she uttered.     

Wrong!     

Instead of forcing a smile and telling the name of the drink, she should have yanked his hand away and warned him.     

But it was just an insignificant gesture of touch. Nothing wrong!     

Maybe!     

Wish she was aware of his actual intentions.     

Fifteen minutes later, the door to the lounge was pushed open, and in entered two gentlemen.     

Fu*k! Scratch the gentlemen word, please.     

Her brain stuttered for a moment, every part of her went on a pause while she tried to catch up with the situation. One of them was her current boss, Neo Huo!?     

What was he doing here?     

With the click sound, someone locked the door from outside.     

A chill ran through her spine when they waved at her, showing their disgusting creepy smiles. Her head snapped at Tong Po, who was now running his hands all over her bare arm. "I just invited my best friend but looks like he got a company. Your current boss! Hope you won't mind."     

Her vision blurred. Shocked, she looked at the half-filled glass of vodka.     

Her brain desperately scrambled to make sense of it all. She was deliberately called here for some other purpose and this drink...     

Sigh....     

"Keep your hand off of me, you as*hole." She pushed Tong Po on the chest and reached for her handbag, but felt a pull and collided into Tong Po's arms.     

"As*hole? Don't worry, we'll get there as well."     

His voice echoed near her ear.     

"LEAVE ME….."     

In no time she found herself pinned down on the floor by those men, her body giving up slowly...     

"Sluty bitch! What were your words that day? Keep your shit in your mouth, huh? Now let me see how good your mouth is and what else it can take." Neo Huo gripped her kicking legs down with one hand and went to unbuckle his belt with the other.     

"No. First me."     

Another voice echoed above her as Tong Po let go of her hand for a second to let his other friend hold it.     

Getting the opportunity, she picked the vodka bottle and smashed it on Tong Po's head and lifted herself up, moving away as everyone looked shocked at bleeding Tong Po.     

It was not the time to get scared…. She had to run away before the drug show it's full effect.     

Holding a shattered glass piece, she pressed it on Tong Po's neck, her red eyes screamed in anger, her messed up dress hung above thighs, her curls stick on her forehead, and her body convulsed.     

"OPEN THE DOOR!"     

Tong Po was unconscious, shocking the other two. "What have you done? You killed him?"     

"I DON'T CARE. JUST OPEN THE DOOR."     

The glass shard drew blood from Tong Po's delicate neck in Fei Hong's grip.     

Neo Huo called the secretary, who opened the door upon getting orders. Looked shocked.     

She got up, keeping an eye on the two men and the one standing near the door. "MOVE," threatening him with the same weapon she ran outside, locking the door behind her.     

Trembling, she ran with all her might, looking behind at every few steps.     

There she bumped into a man with a long hoodie, green cap, and a mask.     

The scare in her eyes, blood on her hands and messy clothes were shouting a story. A scary one! Though a stranger, the woman was in need. He took off his jacket and moved to cover her only to see her slump in his arms with a breath, "H-help…."     

Fei Hong woke up in the hospital in a shock, pushing her up and checked her clothes first. Panting heavily, her hands felt the white fabric and her eyes looked around.     

It was a dull room with a heavy stench of medicine and on the small one-seater couch she saw the green cap man sleeping with his hoodie covering most of his face.     

She closed her eyes, tears rolled as she touched herself. Her lips pursed, muffling the sound….     

But she won't be Fei Hong if she doesn't make them pay for it.