CHAPTER 7: TONIGHT YOU’RE MINE!

“S-Sir… what’s going on?” I asked innocently, my voice trembling.

The man didn’t answer. Instead, he brought his face even closer. I could hear his heart pounding wildly beneath his broad chest. His hot, ragged breath slapped against my face, triggering a wave of overwhelming fear.

Terrifying images immediately flashed through my mind. I had just escaped from the fat man who bought me from Darion, but now I was face-to-face with a stranger who seemed consumed by a wild passion that was just as dangerous.

“Sir, please let me go…” I whispered, trying to loosen his grip.

But his hold was incredibly strong. With my physical limitations, I couldn’t move a muscle.

He stared intently at me with bloodshot eyes. The next moment, his head snapped down, and he pounced, kissing my lips.

I was, of course, completely taken by surprise by this sudden attack—especially since this was my first kiss. His lips crushed against mine roughly and forcefully. I froze, motionless, trying to muster what little strength I had left as my fingers continued to struggle to free themselves from his grip.

However, he bit my lower lip hard enough that I unconsciously let out a yelp and opened my mouth. He immediately took advantage of that opening to thrust his tongue inside, ransacking the inside of my mouth roughly and greedily.

His hot fingers crept up my back, caressing me. Damn it, I didn’t know why my own body temperature suddenly started to rise too.

“Aah...” A moan slipped right out of my mouth as he eased up on his brutal kiss.

However, his movements didn’t stop. His kisses moved down along my jawline. Without realizing it, I actually tilted my head back—as if letting him freely savor my neck with wet kisses and intoxicating little bites.

“Ah... uuhh...”

Once again, I couldn’t help but moan. This was the first time my body had been touched, and a strange, electrifying sensation suddenly surged through every corner of my body.

I wanted to push him away. My mind screamed in disgust at the thought of being touched by a man I didn’t even know. But unfortunately, my body betrayed me.

After he’d had his fill of sucking on my neck—leaving a trail of redness behind—he stared at me with an intensity of passion that grew ever more intense. Without warning, he lifted me up in a bridal carry.

He pressed his lips to mine again, but this time his kiss felt much gentler and warmer, as if trying to dispel my fear.

He gently laid me down on his luxurious bed. It was an incredibly soft and large bed—the kind I never imagined I’d sleep in my entire life. The soft surface of the sheets immediately caressed my skin.

“Sir, please don’t…” I whispered, trying to push him away as my senses suddenly snapped back into focus. I realized this had gone too far.

The man didn’t flinch. Instead, he pulled me closer again, then devoured my lips roughly and insistently.

His large, warm hand moved up to touch my breast, squeezing it with great force and dominance. And unfortunately, that rough touch sent a jolt of unfamiliar pleasure through me, making my chest flutter.

“Aha… euh…” I moaned in resignation again as his kiss broke away.

He didn’t say a single word. Only a faint, wild, and mischievous smile played on his lips. Without wasting a moment, his strong fingers grabbed Ines’s dress clinging to my body, then ripped it off with a single rough tug.

The fabric tore away, leaving my body clad only in matching lingerie.

“Beautiful...” he murmured hoarsely through parted lips.

I swallowed hard. No man had ever seen me like this before. With trembling hands, I tried to cover my chest. But his large hands quickly pinned both my wrists.

I kept shaking my head in pleading, but instead he pulled both my arms above my head. Using the torn remnants of my dress, he tied my wrists tightly to the headboard.

Tears streamed down my face as I watched what he was doing to me. I thought he was a kind man who had rescued me from danger, but in reality, I had fallen into a trap far more terrifying than I could have imagined.

“Sir, please don’t do this to me…” I pleaded, sobbing with a deep, heartfelt plea.

He didn’t answer. His massive body crept closer once more. His fingers pulled the bra covering my chest upward, exposing the two large breasts I’d always hidden beneath loose clothing.

“Big and full,” he muttered hoarsely. His large hand immediately cupped one of my breasts and squeezed it with force.

“Ah!”

I wanted to scream curses, to condemn what he was doing to my helpless body. But unfortunately, instead of curses, what came out was a resigned moan that seemed to signal my body was enjoying every touch of his fingers.

“Uhhh... aah...”

“Your body wants it, so enjoy it... because tonight you’re mine!” he whispered dominantly right into my ear before burying his face between my breasts once more.