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KABOOM!

The strike of yet another thunderstorm tore through the skies, forcing Amelie awake. Feeling lightheaded and hot, she managed to peel her eyes open, only to find that she was smothered underneath a stranger in a dimly lit room.

"Wh-Who are you?" Amelie struggled to ask not noticing her raspy voice soaked with seduce.

"Who do you think I am?" The man softly kissed her earlobe as he chuckled. His voice was deep and s*xy making her body feel a rush of heat.

Amelie couldn't help but clench her legs trying to rub away the strange itch between her thighs. Her brain was a muddle and her body was craving something, something bold but dangerous.

"Arh-" She moaned out as his lips fell down to her breasts. His kisses started going wild as his hands didn't stop caressing her but tracing down to her virgin land.

"P-Please don't..." Amelie begged as his finger thrust into her p*ssy. She finally sensed what was going to happen, "I'm not re..."

"It's too late woman." The man found her lips again as he sped up his finger inside her, "You should be ready when you climb onto my bed."

The intense pleasure overwhelmed her and the very next second, she felt his huge length coming into her womanhood. Amelie's eyes opened wide along with her mouth, yet not a single word escaped her dry throat. Instead, the man on top of her let out a moan of satisfaction.

It was a wild night. Smacking wet sounds echoed around the room mixing with their panting and p*ssionate moans. The man marked every inch of her dominantly while Amelie had no chance to see his face clearly. She only glimpsed the unique tattoos on his body when the lightning stroked.

Who was he? Or was this all just her dream?

Amelie wasn't sure how long had p*ssed before she was finally set free from this absurd dream. It felt so real that her entire body ached so much to the point where she couldn't even lift her hand. She wanted to get up but her eyes were unable to open. She felt somebody injecting a syringe into her arm which was followed by the sound of two familiar voices holding a conversation nearby.

They were that of her stepmother and stepsister!

"Are you sure that was the right dosage?" The voice that belonged to her stepsister Chloe asked.

"Does that matter?" Her stepmother Audrey sneered. "She has no more value for us now since she's not a virgin."

Amelie's heart stopped beating the moment those words escaped Audrey's mouth. She suddenly remembered that today was her mother's death anniversary. As her father strongly suggested, she finally agreed to hang out with Audrey and Chloe to lighten her mood. They had taken her out to a bar, bought her some drinks, and then...Everything was blank.

d*mn! They drugged her! What were they going to do next?

"As long as she dies, she'd no longer be able to get in the way of our future plans and try to claim the family inheritance," Audrey said coldly.

"That is true. And also, the money we'll get from her stupid father for her funeral would be more than enough to pay for anything we want."

Audrey clicked her tongue and asked. "Do you honestly believe that a man who hates his own daughter would provide money for a funeral? He'll probably just leave her body to rot in a mortuary.”

Amelie felt her heart tremble at hearing this. What did Chloe mean when she said that her father hated her? She tried once again to open her eyes or at least move her lips, but she failed. It was like her body had gone completely numb, making her feel even more terrified and frustrated at the same time.

As if she could sense her questions, Chloe spoke up. "You're right, Mom. Amelie is just a useless nerd. The only reason Daddy kept her was that he couldn't bear to waste the money he had spent on her. See, she finally earned him some price."

"Well, it's true. Who would have thought that selling a waste like her would be the only way to save his crumbling company." Audrey said and snickered.

Chloe chuckled. "I always hated that high and mighty attitude of hers.I can't wait to get her inheritance and start my vacation with it. We need to celebrate this joyful day!"

Amelie felt her heart clench in pain. The amount of pain she was feeling in her heart slowly overwhelmed what she was physically feeling.

Why? What did she do to deserve that? Did she really just exist to be used as a pawn by others? To be betrayed by the ones she once called family?!

"Oh we finally arrived," Audrey announced as the car stopped. "Let's finish this soon. It starts to rain. I hate rainy days."

Audrey turned to demand a black suit man beside them, "Dump her body into the river."

As the cold rain hit her skin and the sound of thunder roared overhead, Amelie was unable to talk or cry. The black suit man put her in a big bag and lifted her somewhere and with a splash, she was thrown into the water with the bag.

The water quickly sneaked in and took her air. Amelie wanted to escape but she had no strength. Slowly, she helplessly watched her world slip away into darkness.

Couldn't there be anyone to save her?