Chapter 1
Anna woke up from a nightmare, feeling a stabbing pain in her lower body. She struggled to sit up, and a white fluid mixed with blood trickled out from between her legs, reminding her of what had happened. Her mind went blank, unable to express any emotion, as if it was empty yet filled with something.
A dry and withered arm lay horizontally on her pillow, and she could vaguely see the old man’s gray and messy hair. He was sleeping deeply, seemingly snoring, as if he was enjoying a sweet and satisfying sleep.
Was it this man who took away her virginity? Was it this man who would become her husband from now on?
She felt unwilling, and forced to marry this man 40 years older than herself because of her stepfather’s coercion and her mother’s weakness. The old man was somewhat feeble in bed, and her first night with him was not only painful but also devoid of any pleasure.
Anna bit her lip and struggled to get up, each step causing a sharp pain between her legs. Her head felt heavy, possibly a hangover from drinking. Luckily, she was drunk; otherwise, last night would have been unbearable.
Ding-
The elevator doors opened, and Anna tightly gripped her collar and hurriedly entered, her voice sounding like a mosquito, “Floor 3, thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” It was a low and deep male voice that answered her, not a hotel staff member.
Anna looked up in surprise, but the man had already pressed the button for the 3rd floor. He was completely shirtless, wearing only loose-patterned boxers. His bronzed muscular body was covered in soft sweat and had an intense masculine scent.
The man’s hair was disheveled like wild grass, and his face was stubbled. However, his eyes were surprisingly dark and bright, like a wild and dangerous leopard.
Anna blushed immediately, realizing that this was the luxurious private elevator of the seven-star hotel. How could there be such a mismatched shirtless man inside? An inexplicable fear made her instinctively take a step back.
“There’s a problem with the drainage pipe on the top floor,” the man said casually.
So he was a plumber. Anna breathed a sigh of relief, “Oh.”
She lowered her head and leaned to the side, huddling up, protecting herself tightly. Her slender and white neck had various sizes of bruises and red marks. She was aware of their existence but, due to nervousness, had gripped her collar too tightly, accidentally exposing everything she intended to hide.
However, what she didn’t know was that there was much more than just that. She didn’t know that the man next to her had eyes like a wolf, a hungry wolf that had been deprived for a long time. His blue and deep gaze was filled with strong desire and scrutiny, cutting into
her like a knife, as if he wanted to tear off her skin and bones, devouring her until nothing was left.
Ding-
The elevator stopped, but the doors didn’t open. Suddenly, there was a jolt, causing Anna to lose her balance and fall towards the side.
She let out a scream but fell into a strong and sturdy embrace. The hand that tightly gripped her collar was released, and the dense marks of kisses were exposed under the bright and glaring lights. The man’s pupils contracted, his eyes slightly squinted as he looked down through her collar.
Due to the tugging, her T-shirt collar was pulled wide open, revealing a large portion of her soft and white breasts. Her breasts rose and fell rapidly, causing the marks on them to fluctuate, tempting someone to take a bite like a bun spread with strawberry jam.
She felt the heavy breath behind her, and the large hand around her waist felt as hot as an iron. Anna hastily straightened herself, adjusting her collar. “Sorry,” she said.
“It’s okay.” The man’s voice was low, hoarse, and filled with inexplicable ambiguity and desire. He didn’t let go, and his rough fingertips touched her waist through the thin fabric, emitting a burning sensation.
Anna bit her lip and moved to the side, but the man’s hand stuck to her as if it had adhesive.
“Don’t... don’t do this,” she said, trying to push him away with her hand. Her heart pounded like a huge drum, filled with both surprise and fear, but she dared not push too hard.
“You’re used to seducing men with a body covered in kissing marks, huh?” The man leaned closer to her neck, his scorching breath sprayed onto her neck, causing her to shiver.
“No, I don’t,” she said, embarrassed and angry. She reached out with her small hand to push him away, but the man’s lips were already pressing against her neck, lightly nibbling and sucking on the ambiguous purple marks.
“What are you doing? This is an elevator! There are cameras, people will see... Oh!”
Anna gasped, his hands already sliding up her waist, eagerly grasping her plump breast, roughly kneading it.
“Are you saying as long as they can’t see your face?” The man pushed her slender body against the corner of the elevator, making her face the cold mirror.
When her gaze lowered, she saw her breasts being squeezed into various shapes by the man behind her. Something hard pressed against her waist, causing her to gasp for breath.
“Slow down... I’m not ready yet.” She anxiously twisted her body, unable to imagine what it would be like when the elevator doors opened.
The man’s hands were strong, restraining her struggling hands behind her, making her pair of delicate breasts more pronounced and convenient for his other hand to roam freely. His breathing became rapid as he sucked on her neck forcefully, the hard object rubbing against her waist, constantly rubbing. Even through the clothing, Anna could clearly feel the enormity and scorching heat of his cock, especially as she struggled more, that cock grew even bigger.
“You smell so good and feel so smooth. Not ready? With all those marks on your body, you little slut, you were fucked all night last night, right? Don’t you dare say you’re not ready?” The man spoke vulgar words while sliding his hand into her skirt, forcefully touching her most secret place, toying with that sensitive little clit.
“Oh!” Anna trembled violently, feeling uncontrollable spasms in her lower abdomen, a surge of heat flowing out. A strange and unfamiliar feeling made her feel both ashamed and incredibly joyful. This pleasure was something her old husband couldn’t give her.
“Oh, please...!” She screamed and cried, “Oh, don’t...”
“Don’t want me to stop, huh?” The man gasped heavily, thrusting two rough fingers into her front hole, playing with the soft flesh inside. “You little slut, you squeeze me so tight. Oh, I want to fuck you to death!”
“The elevator is about to open! Someone will see us...Oh...” Anna cried and struggled. She didn’t expect something like this to happen in such a high-class hotel. If she was seen, not only would her new husband not forgive her, but her parents would also kill her.
“The elevator is broken. No one will be able to come in for a while.” The man’s fingers went in and out of her body, bringing out a slick fluid. “Look at you, clearly wanting it so badly but pretending to be a virtuous woman.”
He withdrew his fingers, wiping the transparent liquid on her face, breathing heavily as he bit her earlobe, forcefully lifting her skirt. His voice was low and hoarse, “Baby, you’ll beg me to fuck you hard.”
