Chapter 52 Have You Given up Your Self-Respect for Money?

James rushed into the next private room.

Seeing Emily all messed up and being harassed by three guys, James lost it. He kicked them to the ground and gave them a good beating. Still not satisfied, he grabbed the bottles on the table and smashed them over their heads one by one.

The microphone screeched and James chucked it at the three men too.

They were so beaten up they could barely move, bleeding from their heads and struggling to breathe.

They knew they were no match for James; even if they wanted to fight back, they had to think about who he was.

All they could do was hold their heads and curse their luck silently, 'We were just following orders to mess with some random girl; how did we end up crossing James?'

James, panting from the effort, called his bodyguards and Matthew outside to handle the mess.

Watching the three men get dragged out, James turned to Emily, who was curled up on the couch, not moving, too scared to even look up.

Emily clung to her clothes, not daring to look around. It wasn't until she heard James's voice on the phone that she started crying uncontrollably.

James was here, finally.

James looked down at Emily, getting angrier by the second. 'Emily left me and had the nerve to come to Moonlit Tavern to be a hostess. Is she really that desperate? Now she's scared! If I hadn't shown up, who knows what would've happened.'

The thought of those three guys pinning Emily down made James want to kill them.

He yanked at his collar, fuming. "Emily, you really have some nerve! You're tangled up with John on one side and come here to seduce men on the other! John can't satisfy you, and you have to come to a place like this to mess around?"

"No, I just..." Emily choked out.

"Just what? Tell me!" James grabbed her chin harshly, looking at her with disdain.

Emily couldn't get the words out, her face flushed, tears streaming down as she thought, 'I just want to make more money for a better life for my child! What's so wrong with that?'

"I just wanted to earn more money for the child in my belly," Emily finally managed to say, her chin feeling like it was about to break under James's grip.

"It hurts," she whimpered, trying to pry his fingers off.

James let go, and her chin was already bright red.

"Emily, how can you be so cheap! You really lose your dignity for money!" James shouted.

Emily was stunned by his words, looking up with red-rimmed eyes and a face smeared with makeup, making her look pitiful.

Even though she looked terrible, James still felt a spark as he looked at her red lips and exposed collarbone.

He sat down on the couch, looking at Emily, and suddenly smiled. The smile on his face was completely different from his earlier anger.

Emily felt a chill seeing James's smile, breaking out in a cold sweat.

"Emily, if you need money that bad, why not spend a night with me? I can give you way more than those three losers," James sneered.

Emily felt a wave of panic. She tried to back away, but it was too late.

James had already grabbed her waist, yanking off her coat and pinning her down on the coffee table, tying her hands behind her back.

Emily struggled, trying to break free, but she was trapped. "James, please let me go. I'll do anything. Just don't do this."

Tears streamed down her face as she wondered how James could do this to her.

James's eyes were red with anger and desire, completely ignoring her pleas.

Emily was still wearing a thin short-sleeved shirt underneath, which James tore off without mercy, revealing her pink underwear.

James raised an eyebrow, deliberately squeezing her breasts a few times, his rough fingers sliding over her tender skin before pulling her underwear aside.

Emily let out a small cry, and James lowered his head, sealing her lips, their breaths mingling.

James wanted to torment Emily without restraint. But he remembered she had just been frightened and had a child in her belly, looking so pitiful, so he softened a bit.

James's kisses moved downward, from her neck to her chest, and then to her most intimate area.

Emily's legs straightened.

She had never experienced such a trembling sensation.

"No, don't. Please." Emily's pleas were soft, but they couldn't stop James's actions.

With James's kisses and touches, Emily's body gradually softened, and her refusals turned into soft moans.

Emily soon surrendered, climaxing by James's hands.

Feeling Emily relax, James finally undid his belt. He had been holding back for a long time, afraid of hurting her.

Now that he felt Emily could accept him, James didn't want to wait any longer and started making love to her.

Just then, Christopher heard from Lily that Andrew had dared to harass Emily at Moonlit Tavern, so he hurried over with bodyguards.

Lily followed, still thinking about saving Emily.

Meanwhile, Matthew had sent the three men to the hospital and rushed over.

But hearing the sounds from the room, everyone outside exchanged glances, not daring to open the door.

Lily and Christopher were dumbfounded, looking at each other.

"How could Emily be with..." Lily struggled to speak.

Christopher didn't know what was going on either, but he felt relieved. Andrew was a minor figure. Given how much James cared about Emily, it was fortunate that nothing happened to her; otherwise, Moonlit Tavern wouldn't be able to stay open.

"Let's go." Christopher patted Lily.

"But..." Lily was still worried.

"Let's go. This isn't something you can get involved in." The rules of Moonlit Tavern didn't apply to someone like James. Christopher gave Matthew a flattering smile and quickly left with Lily.

Matthew stood expressionless, guarding the closed door, ignoring Lily and Christopher.