Chapter 7

A woman wearing a short black dress was sitting on a sofa in one of the rooms of Vincent's mansion. She has a beautiful face and sexy body that makes every man who sees her can't take his eyes off her and wants to f*ck her.

The door to the room opened. She smiled flirtatiously at Vincent as he walked in and sat on the sofa opposite her.

“Carolina, why do you want to see me?” he asked into her eyes.

“I want to change our deal. I want you to pay double the price,” she bit her lip, “and... I want you to f*ck me now.”

Vincent gave her a gentle smile. “What if I don't want to?” he said teasingly.

The woman stood up from the sofa and walked over and stood facing him. She unzipped her dress slowly and let it fall to the floor. Her naked body looked so beautiful with her flawless white skin.

Her flirtatious eyes kept teasing his eyes while her fingers gently caressed her breasts. “Don't you want to taste them?” She slowly moved her fingers between her thighs. “Don't you want to enjoy my pussy?”

Vincent stared at her body with his index finger on his lips. She smiled devilishly when she heard his breathing become heavy.

She then sat on his lap with her hands on his shoulders. He stifled his moan as her right hand squeezed his balls tightly.

She bit her lip with a lustful breath while her eyes fixed on his. She couldn't wait to feel his hard cock fill her wet pussy. She then moved her gaze to his lips. She wrapped her arms around his neck and brought her lips close to his.

“Wait, I have a gift for you,” he said in a whisper before their lips touched.

She took her face away from his and looked him in the eye. “A gift? For me?” she asked, curious.

Vincent gave her a gentle smile. His face suddenly turned cold. “Carson, bring in the gift,” he said in a loud voice.

She panicked and immediately got up from his lap and put on her dress in a hurry as the door to the room opened. Carson walked in, holding a tab in his right hand and a briefcase in his left.

“Sir,” Carson said politely when he stood to the right of the sofa, facing Vincent. He then handed the tab in his hand to him.

Vincent took it and opened it. He then showed a video recording to the woman who was standing in front of him.

It shocked her with her eyes wide open as she saw herself and a guy having sex in the video. “How did you get that!” she asked angrily into Vincent’s eyes.

“You did this in my hotel room. It was so easy for me to get this,” he replied, smiling.

Her face suddenly turned pale, with her body trembling as Vincent showed her another video. In the video, she and the guy are in a room in the hospital where her husband is bedridden in a coma. The guy smothered her husband's face with a pillow until he died.

“Why? Why you doing this to me?” she asked.

“I knew you’d mess with me, so I had prepared everything against you,” he replied.

She stared at him in fear, then she said pleadingly, “Please don't show this to the police. Please, I beg you. I promise I'll give you whatever you want.”

Vincent smiled at her helplessness. He then shifted his gaze to Carson. “Give it to her,” he said.

“Yes, sir,” Carson replied. He then took the paper from his briefcase and walked over to the woman and gave it to her.

“Sign it. Sell your husband's land to me according to our deal,” Vincent said, with his eyes gripping hers.

“Y-yes, I'll sign it,” she replied fearfully. She immediately signed the paper with her trembling hand and gave it to Carson. “I've signed it. Then I- I'll leave now," she said into Vincent's eyes.

Vincent smiled evilly at her. “Why leaving so soon? I have another gift for you.”

It terrified her to hear what he said. 

“Let them in,” he said to Carson, keeping his eyes on hers.

“Yes, sir,” Carson replied. He then walked to the door and opened it. Three well-built men with fierce faces walked in and stood next to Vincent, who was sitting on the sofa.

“Who are they? Why you bring them here?” she asked Vincent in fear.

Vincent gave her a teasing smile. “You asked me to f*ck you. Unfortunately, I can’t do that. My girlfriend is waiting for me in my room. But you don't have to be sad. You will have fun with them. I’ve told them to f*ck you hard,” he said.

She walked closer to Vincent in a panic. “No! Please. Don't do this to me. Please, I beg you,” she begged, holding his arm.

Vincent’s face turned cold. “I hate the most when someone threatens me. You should think twice before you mess with me,” he said in a deep voice.

“I’m so sorry. I won't dare to do that again. Please forgive me. Please... I beg you,” she pleaded with tears.

Vincent ignored her pleas and said to the men, "Do it now!"

“Yes, sir,” they all replied.

One of the men then grabbed her arms and took her to the sofa and laid her there. She screamed as she struggled, but it was no use; she was still in the man's grip.

Vincent put his index finger to his lips as he watched the men raping her violently. He really enjoyed seeing her suffer.

The woman now knows who Vincent Gray really is. He is the devil behind his handsome face.