Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen)
Chapter 486

The masquerade was divided into a few parts.

The first part was a combination.

All the men and women gathered in the romantic hall that had dim lighting and a warm atmosphere. The men and women began to pair off with one another for more than half an hour, so that they could choose their lovers freely. Nevertheless, of course, it was only for that night.

If both the man and the woman were willing, they would exchange a token with each other, which was a secret signal. After all, the clothes were the same, and the mask could not be revealed. So, when they get intimate with each other later, they would not recognize each other while enjoying their desires carelessly.

Of course, after entering the booths, they would take off their clothes, but the mask on their faces must not be taken off. This was the rule that would keep the mystery going and also accommodate the relaxed and happy mood while they could not recognize each other.

Well, since the men and women consented, it meant that they would start enjoying themselves.

There were many luxurious booths on the right side of the dancing hall, in which there were romantic and delicate decorations with a wide variety of necessities for them, which suited all kinds of crazy and exciting games.

At this point, all of the lights in the hall would be switched off.

Then, the dim lights in the booths would be turned on.

The soundproofing of the booths was pretty good.

No matter how loud they screamed, cried, or struggled in their actions, they wouldn't disturb whomever was next door.

Finally, when a man and woman were ready to go in, the door would automatically lock itself. The door would only open automatically early in the morning.

Then, the man and the woman would leave one after another and return to their daily lives. They would not know the person they had made love with the previous day.

The crazy one-night stand would then come to the end.

This was the essence of the masquerade.

As soon as Hansen entered the party, he sense that someone was staring at him. The gaze was as if it was from a night eagle, sharp and mixed with greed. It was coveting only for him, mixed with a strong level of possessiveness.

Under the mask, there was no need for Hansen to disguise himself. He had no expression on his face and only lazily looked around.

Dozens of men and women were probing and signalling each other secretly.

The atmosphere was extremely fiery, but it was definitely not noisy and raucous. It was a prelude to the lust of those men and women breaking out.

Hansen wasn't in a hurry. He was just sitting in a corner of the bar.

Under the tiger mask, Hansen glanced around the venue with his deep and spirited eyes, observing the whole scene gingerly.

He had never attended a party like this before.

He had heard about it for a long time, but he never bothered to participate. In his words, it was extremely boring, and only people who were out of their minds would join in.

He did not know the rules and did not even want to understand them.

He simply sat calmly, looking nonchalant and relaxed.

However, his charisma was dazzling. Even though he was wearing a coat and a mask and no one could tell who he was, the temperament he exuded quickly attracted a few women. "Sir, would you grace us with some entertainment?" The women laughed uncontrollably, and their voices sounded very frivolous.

With a faint smile, Hansen sized them up and picked up the red wine in front of him to take a sip.

"I'm sorry, I already like someone." He shook his head and refused gently.

"Fine, boring." The few women who surrounded him immediately dispersed.

After a while, another group of women surrounded him, but soon all of them left too.

On the other side of the bar, a masked woman sat quietly. Ever since Hansen entered, she had been staring at him. Her gaze had never left him.

At this moment, some men and women had already chosen their partners. They couldn't wait and walked hastily to the booths.

There were not many men and women left in the hall.

Suddenly, with a loud bang, someone fell hard on the floor.

"Oh, my God!" Oscar cried out in pain.

Hansen looked towards the direction of the cry. It turned out that Oscar was worried about being too short and fat. So, he wore a pair of high-heeled clogs. Initially, he wanted to find Zoella and protect her from getting chosen. However, no matter how much he hinted, Zoella pretended not to know who he was. Well, he was hot and dry now, and covered in his sweat. He was anxious and impatient, but he could not confirm who Zoella was because of the mask. He was so anxious that he kept on walking around.

He had walked around so many times that he felt dizzy. Somehow, he accidentally missed his step and fell down.

Everyone laughed out loud and looked at him as though he was a monkey.

Oscar was ashamed and incensed, and he didn't feel good. However, fortunately, he was wearing a mask, and no one knew it was him. He did not need to worry about being humiliated.

The woman sitting next to the bar looked at him with a disgusted look and had no reason to move.

Hansen found it amusing. He stood up and walked over to help Oscar up.

Speaking of which, Oscar was really f*cking heavy. His entire body was composed of fatty tissue, which made it difficult for Hansen to lift him up.

Hansen helped him sit by the bar.

Then, he walked amongst the rest of the women.

The rest of the attendees were all tall and slim women who were invited to the party. Even if they wear dressed uniformly, their physiques made them stand out, which was really fascinating. Hansen glanced at them. Obviously, there were more women than men that day, since there were not many men left in the hall.

"Handsome guy, do you want to play?" a woman immediately asked, seeing that Hansen was coming towards them.

Hansen gave her an devilish smile and beckoned her to come closer.

"Miss, fun sounds good. What do you have in mind?" Hansen lowered his voice and whispered in her ear. He was intimate, and it seemed like he could hardly resist the urge.

"That's easy. I can provide you with all kinds of services," the woman said in a bewitching manner, winking at him seductively.

Seeing that there was a chance, the women who were around them came forward and were ready for their turn.

"Everyone, get out of the way. This young master has already been booked by my young lady over here," a cold feminine voice rang at this moment.

The feminine voice was not only cold but also arrogant and supercilious.

The other women were shocked and couldn't figure out the woman's background. They all looked at her. A woman with a cat mask walked past them proudly and came to Hansen. She handed him a note and said with a smile, "This handsome man, my young lady is very interested in you. Would you mind giving her your time?"

Hansen had a meaningful expression as he glanced dolefully at her. He took the note but did not open it. He smiled faintly and asked, "May I know who this young lady of yours is?"

"Sir, this is a masquerade. You can't break the rules of the game." The woman was sharp-tongued.

When Hansen heard that, he narrowed his eyes as he sized her up.

Of course, Hansen understood what she meant. It was impossible for him to know her identity.

"Then, why did you think I would agree?" This woman had a strong aura, and she came on behalf of the young lady over there. It could be perceived how powerful her mistress was. He wasn't even able to meet the young lady, but was demanded to agree. This was too haughty. It seemed that the identity of the woman who wanted to have s*x with him that night was very mysterious.

"I'm sure you'll agree. My young lady never initiates an invitation to men on her own." The woman smiled mysteriously. "Why don't you take a good look at the note? If you agree, I'll give you the secret signal." After the woman said that, she looked at him condescendingly.

Hansen slowly opened the note. On it was a line of words, delicate yet powerful. "If you don't want the Richards Group to perish even quicker, spend this passionate night with me."

He clenched the note with his fingers, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Of course.

"Hey, handsome man, are you going or playing with us? Who do you want to play with?" At this moment, those women noticed that Hansen was not in a hurry to speak his mind. So, they twittered. "That's right. You must know that there's only a few minutes left to get matched. If you go any slower and the lights are turned off, you'll have to spend the entire night in the main hall," another woman said.

Her words were a reminder to the other women.

Some knew that there was no hope for them to get Hansen. They dispersed and quickly went off seeking a match.

"Okay, I agree to your lady's request," Hansen said gently to the woman standing in front of him. He smiled indifferently, as if he had made an important decision. After that, he handed over the note, which could be considered a secret signal.

"Well, good." The woman smiled, took the note from his hand, and left with a sway of her hips.

Hansen looked and saw that the woman sitting next to the bar had disappeared.

It turned out that this woman had that thought. It seemed like his theory was correct.

The lights in the hall gradually went out, and everyone entered the private booths in groups of twos and threes.

Before the last light was switched off, Hansen arrived at the designated private booth and opened the door.

The door of the room quickly opened, and a wave of delicate fragrance came out from inside.

Hansen steadied himself.

He calmly walked in.

"Hi." A charming female voice drifted towards him.

"Hi." Only when Hansen had gotten used to the light in the room did he see clearly. At the table in the room sat a woman in white with a rose mask. She was sizing him up. Her gaze was blazing yet gloomy. Under the mask, Hansen frowned slightly. He slowly approached her and sat down.

"Miss, it's my pleasure to spend a pleasant night with you. I hope that I will leave you with an unforgettable and beautiful memory tonight." He smiled, and his voice was magnetic and warm.

A wave of emotion flashed across the woman's eyes, and there was also excitement in it.

His voice made her very happy.

"I hope so." Her beautiful eyes were shining and blazing. The snow-white cleavage under her white dress with a plunging neckline could be seen clearly, and she was not even wearing any underwear. "Come, Sir, let's have a glass of red wine to get in the mood." The woman gave Hansen a glass of red wine. Hansen accepted it and held it in his hand. He lowered his head, leaned closer to her and held her forehead with his fingers. "I think you must be very pretty. But I'm curious about what kind of person you are under your pretty veneer. I really don't know how the Richards Group had offended you. You really are ruthless and vicious."

"It seems like you are not here to have fun tonight," the woman suddenly said coldly.

"I'm here to have fun. I've been waiting for you." Hansen grabbed her hand with great interest and chuckled. "But, how can a woman who wants to destroy the Richards Group arouse my desires?" "Whether you're aroused or not is your problem. But tonight, I'm going to have you." The woman suddenly laughed. "I'll be very happy to see you struggle violently."

Hansen suddenly laughed loudly.