“Look at her ass.”

“I wish she would only wear her lingerie and serve us.”

I kept hearing the comments from a lot of people. I knew they were talking about me but I was unable to do anything.

It all happened when my mother died and my father married Bethany. I used to love my life but everything shattered from the day Bethany and her daughter Anna entered our lives. If it was not for Joe, who was my deceased sister's son, I would have shown them their place. Joe was a leukemia patient and I needed support from them for his expenses. Bethany agreed to pay for it if only I would work at the casino which she had connections with and earn her some profits, which left me with no choice.

“This is not what I fucking wanted.”

I heard the shouts of a middle-aged, drunk man.

Immediately, I ran toward him, and said, “Sir, this is the whiskey that you ordered.”

“No, this is not what I wanted.” He said as he held my arm and forced me to sit on his lap, “I want you.”

His stinky breath was fanning on my lips, which disgusted me. Licking his lips, he tried to touch my thigh but I dodged it.

“Let go of me!” I yelled, freed myself from his grip while glaring at him, which infuriated him.

“Bitch!” In no time, he poured the whiskey on my head, and the manager hurried his steps toward us.

My eyes pooled with water as I balled my fist controlling myself.

“Sorry, Mr. Quinn,” the manager started to apologize to the customer and asked me to do the same. “Fucking apologize to Mr. Quinn right now.”

“Her apology doesn’t fade my anger.” The customer replied in an angry tone. He moved a little closer to the manager and whispered in his ear which was audible enough to me, “If you don’t want to face my wrath, send her with me. I want her for tonight.”

My eyes widened as soon as I heard him. My hands started to shiver as my manager looked at me, ready to send me to his room. Quickly, I turned around to run away but was stopped by the manager. He held my hand, shouting “Stop running! You created this situation and you should solve it.”

“I… I’m not doing what you want me to do. I’m resigning right now.”

“Really?” the manager smirked, “what about the funds for Joe if you resign?”

It devastated me. It felt like I was nothing but a piece of meat for the animals around me. I did everything for Joe except selling myself. Now, it was about to happen.

I tried to escape but the drunk man tightened his grip and made me swallow a liquid from a small container that he was holding. It tasted like whiskey but with a good amount of unidentified drugs mixed in it.

As he dragged me towards his penthouse-level presidential suite, scared tears flooded down my face. No! I didn't want to become these bastards' sex toy! I watched him take off his pants and stalk towards me, I stared hopelessly as his cock peeked out.

Suddenly, someone kicked him from behind hard, slamming his head against the wall. His blood seeped out while I screamed in horror.

"Fuck!" He spit, rage filled him. He got his belt to fight whoever behind him, but he suddenly froze like he saw something really scary.

My vision blurred, my body got hotter, especially the burning pain under. I desperately needed something to fill me!

"Are you okay?" Warm hands suddenly touched my wrists. I was like a dying fish in a desert finding a heavy rain, I grabbed his hands urgently, leaning my hot body against his.

"Help me... please…"

The next second, I felt myself floating, I was scooped into a muscular chest, my hands were uncontrollable again and ripped his shirt to bits, soon I was thrown back onto the soft bed again, a muscular chest instantly blanketed my body.

Next second, I felt myself lifted, being cradled by a muscular arms. The strong masculine scent turned me on more. I couldn’t control myself and ripped apart his shirt.

Soon, I was dumped on the bed. A muscular figure immediately covered my body.

“Mm!” I moaned as he held me in a firm grip and explored my whole mouth with his tongue.

Just his kiss made me wet down there and I started to crave for more.

He squeezed my boobs with one hand while holding me in place with his other hand. His tongue dominated mine and he continued to kiss me, leaving me out of breath.

I tried to break free but his close proximity made me give up and satisfy my throbbing pussy. I could feel my entire body heated up and I no longer could resist.

Running my fingers through his hair, I kissed him back, and my sanity was left with the saliva that was slipping into his.

He pushed me to the bed and pinned my hands above my head. Sucking my throat, which would leave a hickey, he undone my shirt and bra. His lips curved up with a smirk as his gaze fell on my erected nipples.

My groans went heavier as he pinched my nipples and started to suck all over my body leaving hickeys. He brought his tongue down my stomach which made me press my thighs together.

“I want you,” I said in a low tone while rubbing my pussy.

“Say please.” His tone was demanding.

Without any delay, I said, “Please!”

It must have satisfied him. Quickly, he removed my miniskirt in one go and rubbed me on my panties.

“Ah!” my moans turned to screams with the pleasure he was giving me.

As he removed his pants, I got to see his big cock that dropped my mouth wide open. I saw him taking out a condom from his pocket and put it on before removing my panties.

He inserted himself into me which made me scream. Holding me in place, he kept plunging in and out, and tears slipped from my eyes with the unbearable pain and pleasure.

I started to lose all my energy and my already blurred vision became dimmed. I could feel the fluids dripping out both of us and before he left me completely, my eyelids drooped.

_____

I reached home, feeling guilty of what I have done. By the time I opened my eyes, he was gone. It felt like I made a big mistake.

As soon as I reached my room, I saw Bethany and Anna sat on my bed, waiting for me. Bethany gave me a disgusted look after she noticed the hickeys on my body which I tried to cover.

“You can sleep with a random guy but not a casino customer.” Bethany gritted. “You can’t do anything properly. You even lost your job. How do you think I can support Joe's treatment?”

I was already exhausted and had no energy to fight so I pleaded, “Please don’t do that. I can’t see anything happen to Joe. Please help us.”

“Why should I?” she raised her eyebrow.

“I'll do anything you say. Give me one last chance.”

She brought out her utmost evil smirk which told me I was signed up to do something big.

“Then you have to be the bride. You have to marry the person of my choice.”

My heart dropped as soon as the words left her mouth. Before I asked who he was, she said, “The eldest son of Parkers. Eric."

I couldn’t believe what she said. Out of everyone, it was Eric. Though I never met him, I heard a lot about him. He was known for his awful reputation and ugly looks. A rumor was that he was a psychopath and looked almost like a disfigured beast.