Chapter 1
"Hey, gorgeous, guess what? Tonight, you're all mine! Only set me back two hundred bucks, but totally worth it!"
"Your sister's a real gem, even threw in a box of condoms. The freebies are worth more than your first night!"
Sophia Brown felt a wave of heat wash over her, her mind foggy as the sleazy voice echoed in her ears.
Opening her eyes, she saw a pot-bellied old man approaching her.
Earlier that day, her half-sister Veda Brown had invited Sophia to a party. After just one drink, Sophia felt dizzy and disoriented.
She vaguely remembered Veda dragging her into a room, saying, "A woman like you wants to steal my engagement? After your sex with that sick old man, let's see how you marry into the Smith family!"
Sophia watched in horror as the man stripped and lunged at her, making her want to vomit. "Get off me! Don't touch me!"
"Playing hard to get, huh?" The old man's eyes gleamed with lust as he grabbed her arm. "This is making me even more excited. Soon, I'll make you feel like you're in heaven and hell!"
Sophia's skin crawled. Summoning all her strength, she kicked him in the groin.
"Bitch!" The old man scolded and fell to the ground in pain. Sophia didn't waste a second, jumping off the bed and stumbling out of the room.
"Stop!" The man chased after her, but Sophia's body felt weak and uncooperative.
What should she do?
In her desperation, Sophia spotted a slightly open door at the end of the hallway.
Clinging to a sliver of hope, she staggered into the room.
The next moment, a cold voice pierced her ears, "Who are you?"
Sophia barely managed to lift her head, only to find a gun pointed at her forehead.
A tall figure stood before her, a towel wrapped around his waist, water dripping from his wet hair, tracing down his muscular chest and soaking into the towel.
His eight-pack abs were well-defined, his long legs muscular, exuding raw masculinity.
But he had a gun!
Sophia was terrified, yet the overwhelming desire within her made her cling to the man's solid leg.
She begged, "Sir, please help me."
Her chest pressed tightly against his leg, her whole body trembling.
James Smith looked down at Sophia, leaning in closer, his large hand cupping her chin as he took in her sweet scent.
He had to admit, she was an alluring woman. Maybe it was the alcohol, but he felt a strange urge to be intimate with her.
But a woman who appeared out of nowhere...
As James hesitated, Sophia caught a whiff of his tobacco and leather cologne, losing control.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, awkwardly biting James's thin lips. "Please, I need you..."
James's eyes darkened, and he asked, "What do you need?"
Too embarrassed to speak, Sophia fumbled around his lean waist.
Under the towel, his erection was already hard and ready.
James let out a low chuckle and questioned, "Are you sure? Once you provoke me, there's no turning back."
Lost in desire, Sophia kissed him instinctively, her body craving more.
His large hand suddenly gripped her waist tighter.
James took control, carrying her to the large bed by the window.
James said, "Now, there's no turning back."
His lips and tongue skillfully pried open Sophia's mouth, trailing down to bite her bra strap.
Sophia felt even hotter, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist.
His hand roamed her sensitive spots, and though she was wet, the penetration still made her whimper in pain. "No, it hurts."
"Can't handle it already? And you dared to seduce me?" James's tone was teasing, but his actions became gentler, kissing away her tears.
He added, "Relax, it won't hurt for long."
The night was filled with passion, Sophia losing count of how many times James brought her to climax.
Exhausted, her body trembling, she begged him to stop, but James only became more relentless.
She passed out from exhaustion, but he showed no signs of stopping.
When she woke again, the spacious suite was filled with an intimate atmosphere. Sophia's body ached, her head spinning.
She barely opened her eyes, realizing she was completely naked, covered in love bites.
Sophia gasped, seeing James still asleep beside her, quickly covering her mouth.
The memories of last night came flooding back.
She had stumbled into a stranger's room, clinging to him, even kissing him!
Recalling the wild night, Sophia's ears and neck turned crimson. Forcing herself to stay calm, she gently lifted the blanket, planning to leave.
But the next moment, her wrist was grabbed.
A deep voice spoke, "You're awake?"
Sophia jumped, yelping as she nearly fell to the floor.
She squeezed her eyes shut, but the expected pain never came.
James pulled her into his arms, his firm chest pressing against her smooth back. "So scared of me, yet you dared to come onto me last night?"
Sophia's mind went blank.
James's hand cupped her chin, making her face him. "You seem nervous. Was it your first time?"
Seeing James's face clearly, Sophia tensed even more.
He was the most handsome man she had ever seen, with deep eyes, a high nose, and slightly upturned lips that were both sexy and devilish, leaving her momentarily dazed.
Seeing Sophia staring at him in silence, James raised an eyebrow and got up.
His imposing, tall figure was fully exposed to Sophia, his body perfect, muscles well-defined, and his size impressive.
Realizing what she was looking at, Sophia quickly shut her eyes. "What are you doing?"
James put on a robe, glancing at the bloodstains on the sheets, thoughtfully pulling out a checkbook. "How much do you want?"
He had never had a woman before, but since they had shared a wonderful night, he wouldn't be stingy.
Sophia didn't understand his meaning and asked, "What?"
Thinking she was too shy to ask, James wrote down a generous amount and tossed the check in front of her, his demeanor proud and elegant.
James said, "Last night was quite enjoyable. I liked it."
Sophia was stunned, then filled with shame and anger.
Did he think she was a prostitute?
Ignoring her nakedness, she got up and found her purse.
James frowned, a look of confusion crossing his refined face.
Before he could react, Sophia pulled out her wallet, taking out all the money inside.
She threw the hundred-dollar bills and loose change at his face, even a few coins!
Sophia was furious. "I barged in and defiled you last night. Although your skills didn't satisfy me, considering your good looks, I'm willing to pay you!"
James looked at the pile of money, laughing in disbelief.
She was trying to pay him off with such a small amount and even criticized his skills!
James's gaze turned cold and he questioned, "Are you serious?"
He was the head of the Smith family, never having dealt with loose change in his life!
Seeing James angry, Sophia felt a sense of satisfaction, threw a card at him. "Not enough? Take this too! Let's pretend this never happened! You better not say a word!"
With that, she grabbed her clothes, dressed quickly, and ran out of the room.