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SERAPHINA.

Adrian completely pinned my body against the cold marble wall of the stall. His large, heavy frame blocked out all the light.

"If you want me so badly, Seraphine, you need to use your mouth and say it," he whispered, his hot breath brushing against my lips. 

My heart hammered wildly against my ribs. My pussy was so wet it was practically dripping down my thighs, but my pride was trying hard to fight back. 

Before I could answer, a sharp, familiar voice cut through our hot sexual breathing. 

"Seraphina? Are you in there?"

It was Victor.

Panic seized my chest. I instantly reached my hand out, wanting to slide the lock open and leave the stall before my twisted marriage completely blew up in my face. 

But the moment my fingers touched the metal lock, Adrian’s massive hand slammed over mine, pinning my wrist down with brutal strength.

"Let go of me, Adrian," I gasped out in a frantic whisper. His breath kept falling on my face, only adding to the pressure that I already felt. 

"Make another move toward that door, and I will personally announce my presence to your husband," Adrian threatened darkly, his eyes narrowing with a dangerous glint. 

"I have no problem opening this door and showing him exactly how drenched his wife is for me."

"You wouldn't dare," I choked out, tears of frustration burning my eyes. How could he even speak to me like this?! 

"Try me, Seraphine," he murmured, leaning down until his lips were practically touching my ear. 

"Now, tell him you will meet him outside. Tell him you are using the convenience."

We were so close that I could feel the hard, thick shape of his massive cock pressing right into my lower stomach. 

I had no choice. I swallowed the thick lump of fear in my throat and raised my voice just enough to pass through the stall door.

"I'll be out in a minute, Victor! I am just using the convenience!"

"Hurry up," Victor snapped from the hallway, his footsteps fading away.

The moment the outer door clicked shut, I glared up at the billionaire. 

Adrian slid his hand away from the lock, moving his face incredibly close to mine, his dark eyes dropping to my lips as if he were about to claim a deep, consuming kiss.

I ducked my head, my chest heaving. 

"What do you want from me? Did you want to force yourself on me right here?" I demanded, my voice shaking.

Adrian let out a low chuckle that vibrated against my chest. He stepped back slightly, giving me just enough room to breathe. 

"We don't need to force you into anything, Seraphine. Rather... you will be the one begging us to take your body before this is over."

A sharp wave of anger mixed with my intense arousal slid through me. I hissed loudly, using all my strength to push his massive chest away from me. 

"You guys are feeling way bigger than you actually are! I am not one of your corporate toys!"

Adrian merely smirked, his dark eyes tracking the frantic rise and fall of my cleavage. 

"Are you entirely sure about that, Seraphine?"

I didn't answer. I quickly unlocked the stall door, smoothed down the rumpled silk of my gown, and rushed out of the restroom, leaving him standing there. 

When I arrived back at the VIP table, my breath caught. Victor wasn't even looking for me. He and Gideon were sitting close together, whispering and laughing over a shared glass of wine. 

They were completely playing together right in front of the elite guests, treating me like a total ghost. Like I wasn't even his wife.

Before I could sit down, Margaux’s sharp voice pierced through the table. She looked up from Julian’s lap, her eyes narrowing in deep calculation.

"Oh? Why did you and Adrian just come out of the exact same restroom hallway at the same time?" she asked, her voice dripping with suspicion.

I gripped the back of my chair, forcing my voice to remain completely steady. 

"Didn't you know that specific hallway has both the male and female restrooms, Margaux?"

Right at that moment, Adrian walked back into the VIP section, casually buttoning his tuxedo jacket. 

He caught Margaux's eye and let out a dark, knowing smirk, but he didn't utter a single word to deny it. 

His silent amusement only made Margaux’s suspicion grow twice as strong.

Victor, sensing the awkward tension, suddenly stood up and grabbed my arm roughly. 

"We need to leave now. The dinner is over for us."

I whimpered because he held me too hard. 

Julian leaned back, crossing his arms with a wicked smile. 

"Oh? Leaving so soon, Victor? I hope there is nothing wrong... after all, your business partner Gideon is still sitting right here. Are you just going to leave him behind?"

Victor stiffened completely, his fingers digging hard into my arm, but he didn't dare argue with the powerful Knox family. 

We ended up leaving the ballroo.

During the entire drive home, Victor didn't say a single word to me. I knew he wasn't jealous, he couldn't be, since he was a gay man who wasn't attracted to women at all. 

He was just furious that his perfect corporate image was being threatened.

Yet, all I could think about was Adrian’s words back in the stall. 

What exactly did they want from me? Sexual pleasure but they could get that from any other girl. They had all the money in the world to make it happen. 

My back ached from just thinking about it and soon, my mind went back to that dildo. I felt like using it on myself again. The night I used it on myself, I reached a climax over and over. 

It was so wrong... So humiliating yet it was all I could think about. Goodness, I needed to stop! 

I needed to end things now and I knew exactly where to begin! 

Although it was a tough decision, it still needed to be done!