Chapter 2

Meanwhile, on the other end of the line, Victoria's voice was already growing high-pitched and irritated because her half-sister remained silent. "Elena? Elena! Do you hear me or what? Why are you just staying quiet?!"

Julian's threat and her half-sister's sharp voice left Elena with absolutely no choice. Like it or not, she had to answer the call. "Y-yes, Victoria," she replied, her voice trembling uncontrollably.

Down below, Julian offered no leniency whatsoever. Instead, the man became even more relentless in the play of his fingers and tongue, delivering a searing stimulation that instantly set fire to his sister-in-law's sanity.

Elena bit her lower lip with everything she had. Answering each of her half-sister's questions while desperately holding back the moans of desire that threatened to escape her throat.

Victoria, who was always sharp-tongued, found it strange to hear the unstable tone in her sister's voice. "Why does your voice sound so weird? What are you doing?" she asked, entirely suspicious.

Elena clutched the bedsheets tightly as Julian deliberately delivered a deep, tracing caress. "I-I ... I'm just tired. I just finished lifting heavy items at my part-time job," she fabricated, trying to sound as normal as possible even though her breathing was already coming in short gasps.

Victoria let out a mocking scoff, believing the excuse without a second thought. "Oh, how pathetic. That's why you need to learn to be competent for once," she sneered heartlessly.

"Listen, first thing tomorrow morning, you must deliver my dress that was left behind at Father's house. I want to wear that dress for an important event tomorrow night.

You better watch out, make sure that dress isn't wrinkled or damaged in the slightest! You wouldn't even be able to afford a replacement even if you sold yourself!"

Victoria's harsh, degrading words felt like a blade slicing through Elena's heart. Yet, in the midst of that intense emotional ache, Julian suddenly delivered a surprising and intensely sharp touch directly against Elena's most sensitive spot.

"Ahhh!" Elena groaned softly, no longer able to hold it in.

Victoria gasped in surprise. "Uh, what was that sound just now? What exactly are you doing, Elena?!" she demanded, her tone rising with suspicion.

A flash of panic struck Elena, but she quickly forced her mind to work through the swirling fog of pleasure. "J-just now, ehh, I saw a massive rat! It startled me," she answered, her voice still shaking.

Victoria clicked her tongue in sheer disgust. "How filthy. You better watch it, if you dare cause any trouble, I won't hesitate to report you to Daddy so you can be thrown out of that house for good!" Not stopping there.

Victoria continued her verbal abuse with a sentence that utterly crushed Elena's self-esteem. "After all, the child of a cursed woman like your mother doesn't even deserve to live in Father's luxury mansion anyway."

Click!

The call was abruptly disconnected unilaterally by Victoria.

Hearing the insult directed at her late mother made Elena's chest heave with fury. The emotional pain, anger, and resentment she had harbored toward Victoria for so long suddenly exploded.

Her mind went completely dark. She looked down at Julian, who was still busy driving her mad between her thighs.

A sudden sense of defiance and a deep desire to retaliate against Victoria, who had always trampled over her, soared high within her. ’You have always walked all over me, Victoria. Let's see how you feel when you find out your own husband is kneeling beneath my thighs,’ Elena thought darkly.

She finally stopped resisting. She accepted every single one of Julian's sensual touches with eyes that gleamed with total defiance. "Do you truly want me, Julian?" Her raspy voice suddenly sounding incredibly sensual.

Julian paused his movements for a moment, looking up to lock eyes with Elena. A smirk of absolute satisfaction carved onto his handsome face.

He answered with a vulgar, wicked sentence, describing just how ravenous he was to tear through his sister-in-law's innocence tonight.

Elena closed her eyes, completely surrendering her body. "Do it! Tonight, I am yours. You are free to do whatever you want to me until you are satisfied."

Her words were like gasoline poured onto an open flame. Julian's desire erupted. The man became even more driven to immediately devour the beautiful body trapped beneath his dominant frame.

"Very well, then don't you dare regret it. Because after tonight, you will officially be my woman," Julian hissed dangerously.

The man then stripped off the remaining clothes he wore. Elena turned her face away when she saw the staggering size of her brother-in-law's ‘weapon’.

Her heart hammered wildly against her ribs in sheer terror. ’Dear God, why is it so big?’ she thought in shock.

Julian positioned himself, preparing to take his sister-in-law's virginity. A sharp cry of pain escaped Elena's lips as Julian forcefully claimed her purity.

"You are mine, Elena," the man whispered as he thrust into her.

"Aakhh!" Elena cried out, tilting her head back.

She felt as though her body was being torn apart the moment Julian successfully ruptured her maidenhood. "It hurts. It's too big," the girl gasped, tears tracing down her cheeks.

"Relax, Sweetheart. This large ‘weapon’ of mine will be the very thing that brings you ultimate pleasure later," Julian whispered sensually.

He began to possess his sister-in-law with an intensely hot, dominant rhythm. The man tensed, feeling the incredible, tight grip wrapping around his length.

"It turns out you really were pure, Elena ... you are so incredibly tight, this is spectacular," Julian whispered in a deep voice heavy with satisfaction.

The man went completely wild. The heavy, rapid thrusts he delivered slowly eroded Elena's pain, replacing it with a demanding wave of sheer pleasure. Elena joined him in crying out loudly, gripping Julian's solid shoulders with every strike that made her feel as though she were floating away.

Eventually, the girl's body shuddered first. For the first time in her life, she experienced a profound wave of release.

Amidst her ragged breathing, a strange sense of satisfaction bloomed in Elena's chest. She felt she had successfully avenged Victoria's cruelty in the most sadistic, secret way possible.

Elena never knew that her brother-in-law was actually executing his own act of revenge that night. Julian had only just discovered the fact that Victoria had betrayed their marriage and was sleeping around behind his back.

That was why their union that night became increasingly feral, filled with dark, explosive emotions. Julian poured every ounce of his energy into it, proving his words that he would make his sister-in-law scream his name until she was completely weak.

After reaching the peak together several times and burning through all of their raging desire, exhaustion finally took over. They drifted off to sleep together, tangled within the messy duvet.

The next morning, when Elena opened her eyes, the warm atmosphere of the previous night had vanished without a trace. Julian was already dressed immaculately in his expensive suit, having transformed back into the cold, rigid, and untouchable billionaire.

Julian approached the bed. He dropped a black unlimited card onto the blanket right in front of Elena.

"From this moment on, you will be my mistress. Use that card to pay for your college tuition and to buy whatever you need," he stated flatly, entirely devoid of expression.

Elena, still wrapped tightly in the blanket, sat up abruptly. "B-but Julian, last night was just an accident. I can't keep doing this! We cannot continue," she protested, a heavy wave of guilt suddenly creeping over her.

However, Julian Vance did not tolerate rejection. His eagle-like eyes locked onto Elena with a cold, piercing intensity.

"I am not asking for your permission, Elena. If you attempt to avoid me or refuse, then that erotic photo from last night will land on Richard's phone this very instant."