Chapter 5: "Please don't hate me, Ceci..."

Warning R18 content ahead!

"Mr. Ridley said to guard his room. Should we?" Cecilia heard from a distance. 

It was a familiar voice; she realized that it was the same man who had pulled her earlier. Before she passed out, she remembered that they covered her nose and mouth. 

'Shit... I cannot let them see me!'

Thinking of this, she saw that the hotel room door across from her was not fully closed. She did not hesitate and crawled inside with all her might. No matter how ridiculous she looked, she did not mind it. 

With her remaining strength, she kicked the door to close it. She then reached the lock of the door and turned it to double-lock the room. 

"Oh, what? Why is Mr. Ridley's door open?"

"Sir, do you want us to close your door?"

"CLOSE IT!"

"Okay, sir."

"Damn, I thought he was with Miss Eldritch; it's Miss Ellen!"

"Really? You saw?"

"Yeah, bro! She was under him, and he was kissing her whole body!"

"I wanna see, bro!"

"Shh, Mr. Ridley will get mad, bro."

"Dang, who knew a supermodel would get down with an old man like him?"

"Don't you know? It's so common!"

“But that’s weird, Miss Ellen gave me an order to bring her to Mr. Eno’s room

after this.”

“But we completely lost Mr. Eno…”

"If she knew..."

“Don’t you know how to read the room? Let our boss enjoy her first before passing her to another man. Maybe our boss will let us try her for a bit.”

“Yeah, you have a point."

"Our boss would definitely share. Let's just wait."

The two bodyguards' conversation from outside could be heard inside the room where Cecilia was. Perhaps it was because they were standing close to her door. But regardless, she was able to find out Ellen's fate because of them. 

'If I'm not quick enough, that could have been me...'

She narrowly escaped the fate of having her dignity stripped away. She was not that blind to not realize what was going to happen to her. If her step-auntie is going to sell her to an investor, the exchange is most likely a percentage of the investor's company shares. 

Elizabeth Miller, who was not adopted into the Eldritch family after her mother remarried Cecilia's grandfather, did not stand a chance to inherit anything. Although her mother inherited a mansion from her deceased husband, nothing was left to her children. It was already clear in the ironclad prenup that she signed before marrying the old man. 

The Eldritch Family was careful enough to protect their wealth. 

Cecilia understood that getting the support and shares of investors would help Elizabeth take over the company. Since she was already an executive, the only thing left was for her to become a shareholder. 

"It's so hot..." she muttered as she continued to the bed. 

She slowly takes off her dress, leaving only her underwear on. She had no qualms about stripping off naked since she's the only one in this room.

...Right?

"Who are you?!" A low voice growled in the dark. 

"What are you doing in my room?!"

But Cecilia, whose reason slowly slipped out of her mind, came closer to the man. "Can you help me take my bra off?"

"Pleaseeeee~"

"Nowwwww~"

"Itchyyy~"

Cecilia curled up on the bed, extremely uncomfortable with the pieces of clothing left on her body. 

"Cecilia?" Eon, also on the bed, immediately recognized her silhouette and voice even in the dark. 

Strangely enough, they found themselves together in an unfortunate situation again, once when they were young and now as adults. 

It seemed like they were tied with red strings of fate. Fate always let them cross paths in the worst circumstances possible. 

Eon, who was already struggling on his own, hesitated. 

"I can't, Ceci..." He looked down at his fully erect rod that he was holding and felt that his hands were too dirty to touch Cecilia. 

'Though I can endure and handle the drug's effect quite well, it still has an aphrodisiac which made me have to relieve myself...'

'I did not expect Cecilia to come here in a similar situation...'

"Pleaseee..." She continued to plead as she tried to unclasp her bra. 

Eon sighed. Left with no choice, he wiped his hand with the blanket before reaching out for her back. "Where's the clasp?" he muttered, feeling Cecilia's smooth back. 

She lay on her back, revealing her full chest. The clasp was between her two mounds. 

He closed his eyes as he gulped, "F*ck."

His rough hands carefully reached out to unclasp the bra. He felt the softness of her chest touching the side of his hands. 

"F*ck..."

Snap!

The clasp snapped open, revealing her huge breasts. Under the moonlight seeping through the window, he could clearly see how beautiful Cecilia is underneath her clothes. Her slender and fair figure seemed to shine, tempting Eon even more. 

"No..."

"No, I have to endure..."

Cecilia crawled closer to Eon. Her thighs were touching his erection, her chest was on his, and her face rested on his neck. 

"Help me..." She muttered under her breath. 

Eon flinched, feeling her ticklish hot breath. "Ceci..."

"Help me, please..." she rubbed her body on his. 

Her lace panties, the only barrier between their skin, aroused him even more. 

God knows how badly he wants to rip it off of her. 

"Ceci... I can't do this to you this way... I have to do it the right way..."

"You'll hate me, Ceci..."

Cecilia continued to rub her body as she claimed Eon's lips. Her hungry kisses were fiery and intense, as if mere skin-to-skin contact was not enough. She wants more. 

Eon froze; he did not know what to do. He did not want to disrespect Cecilia, even though he knew the only way this nightmare would pass was if they both did it. That's how potent the drug is. Cecilia's body is weak compared to his. She won't be able to survive this if he doesn't give in. 

With a quick flick, he threw Cecilia's panties on the floor. 

"Please don't hate me, Ceci..."