Who are you?

Location: XYXZ

I blink, trying to comprehend if I've come to the correct location. There is a reason why I couldn't involve the police with this.

I can't trust anyone. After what our adoptive father did to us last night, I knew I couldn't stay put and let things stir up even more. Especially if it reaches our granddad! He will write me out of the will, probably even writing others out of the will as well!

All that we have gone through since childhood as fucking billionaire's offspring would have gone to waste. We are the rightful owners of StarTech!

"What the fuck is this place...?" Panic settled in me as I made the warehouse-looking location. It makes me feel so vulnerable and victimized. Anything could happen to me even under broad daylight.

However, as I walked out of the car, I saw a silhouette of a man under the shadows of the shed. He has a leg up against the wall of the warehouse, standing close to the door. He is blowing small puffs of cigarette in the air.

His face wasn't visible...until...

"Oh...my...God." I covered my mouth in pure shock. "NO FUCKING WAY!" I screamed at the man!

"Cynric Zelinsky...you..." I couldn't believe it! Cynric is a billionaire's son, just like my brothers. His parents even rivalled StarTech. I can't believe I've been lured in by him! I felt...ashamed.

"Hello, gorgeous." He greets me viciously, throwing the cigarette to the ground to crush it under his leather shoe. It is a whole new perspective I see of Cynric - the sophisticated look replaced with a cowboy style.

"You were the ones who took those pictures?"

"Not me, obviously. I hired an investigator, and damn, was he good at it. I always knew the Frostbites had something going on. You're fucking your dad too or what..?" My eyes widen, disgust filling me completely. I raise my hand to deliver a sweet, tight slap across his face for everything he's done so far.

"Uh-uh. I wouldn't do that if I were you." Almost too quickly, he shoved the phone in my face. I held myself back, just like he wanted.

"My intentions are clear, Amy. I want you. I need you...your body. There's something so magnetic about your body ever since I've seen those pictures. If the Frostbites could have you, why not me?" He says. He had taken a step closer, and I hadn't realized that until his minty breath danced over my lips.

"Let me pleasure you too, Amy. Let this be our deal." He's been talking a lot since we saw each other.

"Our deal? The fucking guts of yours to ask me even. What makes you think I'd agree? Huh!? You're blackmailing me!" The smile on his face falls suddenly.

"I had to bring you out of that mansion. This was the only way. Besides, you haven't seen me in bed at all. All the ladies who slept with me before this have said I'm a sex God. And you...I want you to be my Goddess so I shall serve you." Cynric takes my hand, kissing the knuckles as I gulp harshly.

Well...I've been stalking Cynric and other rich families for information and mostly fun. Cynric doesn't seem like the guy to approach women - women approach him instead.

So when Cyrnic went to such lengths to 'obtain' me, I felt special. Don't get me wrong. I didn't feel any attraction towards this monster.

But I may or may not have accidentally laid eyes on his growing bulge. I gulped again, wanting to make a decision already.

Somewhere within, Cyrnic giving me this kind of attention makes me want him to worship me - like he said he would. Why not be worshipped then?

"What about the pictures then?" I ask,

"They'll be deleted once I have my way with you." He said, but the smirk returned to his face as he continued,

"But here's the catch - I delete each after one session of ours." My eyes felt like falling out of my skull.

"That's disgusting. I'm reporting you to the police." Of course, I would! I wouldn't want to sleep with him ever again after today! It is better to have my dignity washed away by the media than let Cynric wash it away himself. Multiple times.

But...

"Before you come to that conclusion, remember...my family works with the dignitaries of this state. Your videos and photos leaked will not just cost you, but your whole family. Would you want random strangers on the internet to fap their meat to your moans and pics, baby girl?" Cynric speaks to my back as I have stopped in my tracks to listen. A cold shiver of disgust ran down my spine. The imagery made me feel every ounce of loathing towards Cynric.

"How dare you..." I growl.

"Follow my conditions and let me fuck you, or be fucked by the media. It's your choice, Amy Frostbite." Oh my goodness.

"We don't have much time." He says. I can feel him breathing down my neck now. Should I let this man take advantage of me? What's his ultimate motive? I know for sure that he isn't stopping with this.

Should I talk to my brothers and have them beat him up? They have the right to know as well.

"Say it. Say it..." I feel Cynric's hand crawl up against my thigh. I'm wearing a short skirt - which I admit was a terrible choice. Slowly, his hand reaches my core as I look around.

Then I say,

"Take me to a closed space, at least. I don't want to do it on a fucking farm around pigs and creeps." I speak out in a condescending, uninterested tone. His eyes sparkle at once, and he says,

"As you say, princess."

***

Cynric had his eyes on me the entire time. I caught the bulge between his legs multiple times the whole car ride! Even as he guided me inside his house, he couldn't keep his creepy hands off me.

"My bedroom is upstairs." He whispered.

"Are you sure no one is here except for us? Not even your-" his rough hands crept under my shirt and squeezed my chest pleasurably. He was showing no mercy, and something about the roughness... was making me crave more from him.

He leaned down, and the next moment, we were kissing like deprived, horny teenagers. The sweet pleasure that came with how well he is handling me was making my body curl, quiver and fold. The loud kissing sounds of ours could even be heard by the deaf!

"I want to lick you, Amy. I want you so bad." He whispered in a breathy tone. That was so hot. I was as wet as a snail.

"Then take me..." I insisted, having no control over myself either. We immediately dashed to his bedroom. I turned around to the sound of him locking the door, only to be pushed backwards as I fell on the bed!

He watches me with hunger as my breasts bounced with impact. I was feeling so hot and bothered, that even the slightest touch of the fabric around my nubs would arousing me.

"Eat me," I suggested, opening my legs for him. The man glides his face down to my core sensually. He knew what he's doing. In one swift yet gentle tug, he pulls my panties off.

"That was so fucking hot," I comment, feeling so hot myself. His response to that was a wicked smile, my eyes widen.

"Ah...ah!" My whole body shudders and shivers at the way he licked me from the bottom of my core to the clit. I feel my whole body being electrified! Cynric's blond hair entangles between my fingers. I tug his hair, giving him that sweet pleasure.

"That's...enough licking. Fuck me." Sounding desperate and needy, I beg Cynric to fill me. He doesn't miss a beat, taking his clothes off in swift, flowy movements that make it look like a dance. Eager to feel how he would perform, the nervousness of cheating on my harem partners - my stepbrothers - I didn't know it could elevate my experience tenfold~

"Ah~"

"Oh, fuck..."

We both moan at the same time when he sinks deep into my warm cavern.

"You feel so good, Amy~" Cynric sings into my ear, biting the earlobe. Suddenly, my eyes go wide for a brief second. What am I doing...? Do I not feel ashamed!? I'm letting down myself for this moment of pleasure with another man who blackmailed me!

But the moment Cynric slides deep into me and caresses me with his whole body is everything I need. My body has never felt this good in a long time. The way Cynric just melts into me spreads my legs apart and fits between me perfectly...it is indescribable.

His bed squeaks and hits the wall rhythmically. And within a minute, just one minute, Cynric announces, "Ah~ Amy...I'm coming. I'm coming!"

My gasp fills the air along with the smell of sex. He is biting down on my lips harshly as his thrusts turn sloppy. I watch with wide eyes - this never happened with anyone I slept with so far. Cynric explodes in me like he's never had sex before!

"Whoa..." I comment, feeling the sweet shudders in my body as well. He rolled off, settles beside me and kept staring at me as I get down from my high.

"What?" I ask him.

"Nothing," Cynric responds and quickly walks into the bathroom to clean himself up. I wait for him to do something, anything. My adopted brothers always cleaned me up lovingly after using me. But Cynric wasn't obligated to do that. Disappointment filled me quickly.

"Where do you think you're going?" Cynric asked after I walked out of his bathroom. I shrug my shoulders. "I should go home. I have a test coming up to study for." I reply in a cold voice.

"Whatever." He rolls his eyes, putting on a shirt. Why did his reaction break my heart...?

"Well, are you deleting it?" I ask Cynric.

"Delete what?" Is he playing dumb?

"The photos. Delete them. What are you-?"

"Oh, that thing. Sure I will delete one at a time." His reply made me angry and irritated.

"Do it right now. In front of me." I demanded. Cynric then whips out his phone, pretending to be distasteful to do so.

"Done. I'll be looking forward to more of your scent lingering in my room, Amy." Cynric says in a dark, deep voice showing how much he desires me.

I couldn't be bothered to stay there even a second longer.

As soon as I reached my car...I broke down.

Holding the steering wheel tightly, I reflected upon myself. Why did I ever agree to this? What was making me feel this way towards another man? Am I an attention whore? Am I doing the right thing?

The pressure from all directions finally makes me burst as I wail, sob and bang my fists against the car! Why me!? Everything seems to be going downhill! And the worst part? I can't share ANYTHING with anyone!

Is this how it feels to be trapped in a birdcage...? It was so suffocating.