"This is impossible!"

"Are you infertile?"

Rayner's ears continued to ring with those words after a doctor declared him infertile based solely on a medical examination report.

A year of marriage to Mariska had not yet produced offspring. It wasn't that Rayner or Mariska didn't want to get their health checked, it was just that their busy schedules left them with no free time. Especially Rayner, who had two professions, a lecturer and a company leader. Meanwhile, Mariska worked as a model.

Srakk...

Srakk...

Rayner tore up the examination results paper and threw it right in front of the doctor.

"I'm sorry, sir," said the old doctor, bowing his head in fear of Rayner's anger.

"I'll make sure that if your examination is wrong!" Rayner said threateningly, then stood up from his seat and walked out of the doctor's room.

Mariska hurriedly followed Rayner, she pulled her husband's arm to stop him from walking.

"Honey, wait..." said Mariska.

"Leave me alone, Mariska," Rayner snapped, jerking Mariska's hand off his arm.

"Honey, I want a divorce," Mariska said bluntly.

Rayner smiled wryly upon hearing that. "You're asking for a divorce from me because I'm infertile, right?"

Mariska nodded slowly.

"That easy for you to leave me in my most difficult time, Ris? Where is your heart, huh?!" Rayner snapped in a voice that boomed down the hospital corridor, causing several people passing by to stop and whisper.

"It's not like that, honey, but-"

"But what, Ris? Is it because of Mom?" Rayner guessed, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, honey. Mom keeps pushing me to get pregnant soon. But after hearing the doctor's explanation, I feel like you won't be able to make me pregnant," she said without feeling guilty.

Rayner smiled bitterly hearing that, his heart really hurt when his beloved wife actually said that. Instead of trying to find a solution together, his wife actually asked for a separation from him.

"Are you sure about this request, Ris?" Once again, Rayner asked his wife.

"Yes, honey. Divorce me now, honey," said Mariska firmly.

"Alright, if that's what you want, starting today, I, Rayner Morrigan, in my full consciousness, divorce you, Mariska Sofia, and starting today, you are no longer my wife!" Rayner said in a loud and firm voice. His eagle eyes stared coldly into Mariska's pair of jet-black eyes.

"I'm sorry, honey," said Mariska, bowing her head.

Rayner remained silent, ignoring Mariska's apology. He chose to walk away from the woman who was now officially his ex-wife.

Mariska just watched her ex-husband walk away without intending to follow him.

Suddenly, a well-built man approached her and patted her shoulder gently, saying something.

"What you did was right, Ris. Forget Rayner and come live with me. I will give you offspring from my seed," said the man.

Mariska turned to look at the man with teary eyes.

"But I love him, Dav..." said Mariska.

"Just because you love him, you can't kill the hopes of your parents who are expecting a successor born from your womb, Ris," said the man whom Mariska called Dav.

"Why Dav, why did my parents choose you as a replacement for Rayner's seed? You two are best friends, I can't bear to ruin your friendship," said Mariska, sobbing with tears streaming down her smooth cheeks.

"It's all destiny, Ris, no one can blame it," David immediately pulled Mariska into his arms, he gently rubbed the back of the woman who was shaking with tears.

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In the car, Rayner gripped the steering wheel tightly and slammed it hard.

"Arghh, damn it! That easy for you to end our marriage just because I'm infertile, Ris?! Where's your promise that you would never leave me in my most difficult time?!" Rayner shouted like a madman.

Rayner quickly started his car engine and started driving at high speed. This time the destination was a club, he needed an outlet so that the tightness in his heart could be channeled a little.

Honk...

Honk...

Rayner ignored the drivers who cursed at him for driving recklessly, even the red traffic light he ignored. He no longer cared about his life which could have been lost at any moment.

Arriving at the club, Rayner immediately parked his car carelessly then got off and immediately threw his car keys to the security guard to fix his car parking.

Bang...

Rayner slammed the table, making a bartender who was mixing drinks startled.

"Give me the highest alcohol content drink here," Rayner ordered the bartender.

"W-wait a minute, sir, I'll get it," said the bartender stammering in fear.

Not long after, a group of young women entered the club, even though they were still a little covered up, but still, why would they come to a place like that if they were good women?

Rayner smiled wryly as he saw it, their faces were not too clear because the only lights illuminating were dim lights and colorful lights that were spinning.

"Sir, this is your order," said the bartender, making Rayner look away from the group of young women.

Rayner immediately grabbed the bottle of alcohol and drank it straight from the bottle without pouring it into a crystal glass first.

Mariska's words kept spinning in Rayner's head, as if indoctrinating him to realize that he couldn't possibly have children. Rayner continued to gulp down the alcoholic beverage until it was finished, after which he asked the bartender for it again.

In total, Rayner had finished 5 bottles to relieve the tightness in his chest, but all of that couldn't make him forget Mariska's words and the examination results from the old doctor.

Rayner, who was already very drunk, immediately got up from his seat, approached the group of young women and pulled one of them.

"You have to prove it yourself, Ris, if I can get you pregnant," said Rayner, who thought the young woman he was dragging was Mariska, his ex-wife.

The woman was shocked and immediately fought back when her wrist was gripped tightly and her body was dragged by Rayner.

"Let me go! Who are you?!" shouted the woman, hitting Rayner's hand to get the man to let her go. The lack of lighting made it impossible for the young woman to see clearly the face of the man who was dragging her.

"Shut up, Ris! You must receive the punishment you deserve for asking for a divorce from me!" snapped Rayner, then immediately lifted the young woman over his shoulder.

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Thud ..

Rayner forcefully kicked the door of the room provided by the club. He immediately threw her roughly onto the bed, making the woman wince in pain when her back accidentally hit the headboard.

Rayner immediately closed the door and locked it, then put the key in his pocket. Slowly, he stepped his long legs closer to the bed while taking off his clothes one by one, leaving only his formal trousers and underwear.

"Let me go, please!" begged the woman, raising both hands in supplication as she backed away.

"Shut up, Ris. You dared to ask for a divorce from me... I have to punish you!" said Rayner, who still thought the woman was Mariska.

His already darkened eyes instantly glazed over, and he treated the woman harshly. Rayner's strong hand reached out, pulling her smooth leg, and he immediately loosened the tie that felt like it was choking him to tie the woman's hands above her head.

"Let me go, don't touch me, you bastard!" shouted the woman, cursing Rayner right in front of his face.

Slap ...

Rayner slapped her hard across the cheek, causing her face to be thrown to the side.

"Shut up and obey, or you'll know what's coming!" said Rayner coldly and menacingly.

"Who the hell are you? Why are you doing this to me!" she shouted angrily.

Rayner remained silent, ignoring her screams. As quickly as he could, Rayner tore off the dress she was wearing, revealing two plump mounds that were still obstructed by the covering and also a red triangle that contrasted sharply with her milky white skin.

"Please don't touch me, don't do this to me." Tears were already streaming down her face as Rayner began to explore every inch of her body.

Rayner did want to play around first before he punished the woman he thought was Mariska.

The woman's head shook violently as Rayner began to remove the last covering from her two sensitive areas. Tears streamed down her face even more profusely. Then, Rayner got up from the bed and quickly took off his pants and the last covering of his weapon.

After that, Rayner returned to pinning the woman down, roughly kissing her sweet, sexy lips. His strong hand touched his weapon and aimed it at the valley that was sparsely covered with fine hair.

Without warning, Rayner thrust his possession forcefully, making the woman cry out in pain.

"Aaa, it hurts...!!" she screamed as Rayner released the kiss. Her body felt like it was splitting in two as the large, long object entered her still-tight space.

"Why is it so difficult?" muttered Rayner, continuing to push his forcefully until it was fully buried.

"Damn it! Why are you so tight, Ris?" Rayner groaned, his head tilting upwards, his eyes clenched shut, feeling his possession being squeezed tightly in the narrow valley.

"You're a bastard! You're a son of a bitch!" She continued to curse Rayner while hitting his broad chest hard.

Rayner remained silent, not returning the blows, he was still so enjoying his possession that felt like it was going to come out even though he hadn't even moved it yet.

"Why are you enjoying this so much now... Aarghh," Rayner continued to moan and groan as he began to move his hips. Gradually, the movements became faster and more erratic, making the woman under Rayner's control, who had initially been cursing him, now also let out moans and gasps.

She didn't know how many times she had been made to climax by Rayner's possession, while the man himself had not yet released his own.

"Stop, I'm tired," said the woman, her breath ragged and sweat drenching her entire body.

"Wait a minute, honey, just hold on a little longer," Rayner coaxed, continuing to move his hips quickly.

"Aaaarrghhh...." Rayner groaned, tilting his head upwards, his mouth open as all his seed, which he had been holding back, immediately poured out, filling the woman's womb and spilling onto the sheets.

Instantly, the woman passed out, just as Rayner collapsed, but Rayner used his elbow to support his heavy body so as not to completely crush the slender body beneath him.

After that, Rayner rolled his body to the side and immediately pulled the blanket to cover their naked bodies.

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The morning sunlight was so blinding that it shone through the gap in the curtains. Making a pair of eyes with long eyelashes instantly blink open. Her body felt battered, as if she had been beaten black and blue.

Her head tilted down when she felt her stomach was heavy, as if something was on top of it. Her eyes instantly widened when she saw a pair of strong arms hugging her tightly. Suddenly, she turned to look at the owner of those strong arms.

A man with a face partially obscured by hair over his eyes, a sharp nose, and thin, slightly sexy lips. She recognized the man's face with absolute certainty; her heart skipped a beat as she reached out to brush aside his hair, wanting confirmation that her suspicions were correct.

"Mr. Rayner..." she whispered, her hand flying to her mouth to stifle the gasp when she realized the man holding her was none other than her own lecturer.

Hearing the faint sound, Rayner instantly woke up and blinked his eyes open. His mind had not fully returned to him, but when he saw the woman beside him, he was instantly shocked.

"Agatha..."

Rayner's eyes darted down to scan his body and Agatha's, both of them lying under the single blanket without a stitch of clothing on either of their bodies.

"Agatha, I can explain..." said Rayner, his face panicked.

"What is there to explain, sir? You took my honor, sir. I never thought you would be this kind of man," cried Agatha, tears welling up in her eyes and spilling down her cheeks.

"Listen to me first, Agatha, I was drunk last night and-"

"And you dragged me here and raped me, is that what you mean?!"

Honestly, Agatha's chest felt a mixture of emotions, a devastating storm of confusion and betrayal brewing within her. Living alone was already hard enough, but now this misfortune had befallen her.

Trying to celebrate her graduation had brought her nothing but misery.

"I didn't know it was you. I thought it was Mariska," said Rayner defensively.

"I don't care what your excuse is, sir. I want you to take responsibility. I don't want to be pregnant with your child," Agatha said vehemently.

"You won't get pregnant, Agatha, because I'm infertile." Rayner stated flatly, his gaze cold as he looked at Agatha.

Agatha gave a humorless laugh.

"I don't want to hear it, sir. You've taken away the most precious thing in my life, and now you're making excuses about being infertile just because you don't want to take responsibility," Agatha retorted scathingly.

"I can't believe it, the lecturer admired by all the students turned out to be such a scumbag," she spat.

"Shut your mouth, Agatha, you don't know anything about me!"

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Agatha immediately got out of bed with difficulty as she felt an extraordinary pain in her groin area.

"Ssshhh.." Agatha winced as she lowered her legs slowly.

Rayner, who saw that, of course felt guilty, he wanted to help but he realized that he had just yelled at Agatha.

As soon as possible Agatha picked up her clothes that were no longer in shape. Her heart sank again remembering how fierce Rayner was when he came to her.

"Wait a minute, I've asked my personal assistant to bring you a change of clothes," Rayner said flatly.

"No need, Mr. Rayner, thank you for your kindness, but I don't need it at all," Agatha said so cynically, after which she immediately grabbed Rayner's shirt and immediately put it on.

The shirt looked very big on Agatha's small body, so it was able to cover her down to her thighs. It was better than Agatha wearing nothing when she went out.

With faltering steps, Agatha immediately reached for the doorknob and tried to open it.

"Why can't it be opened," Agatha muttered as she kept trying to open it.

Seeing that, Rayner immediately got up from the bed and walked over to Agatha, his strong hand grabbed the formal trousers that were scattered on the floor to retrieve the key that he kept in his pocket.

Agatha immediately turned her face away when she saw Rayner standing beside her while inserting the key into the doorknob, still naked.

*Click*...

The sound of the door being unlocked.

"Done," said Rayner.

Ignoring Rayner's words, Agatha hurried out of the room, leaving the man who had taken the most precious thing she had kept for 23 years.

Rayner smiled wryly seeing his student leave, after which he closed the door again and walked towards the bed.

Suddenly his eyes widened when he pulled back the covers and saw blood stains on the sheets.

"What the hell? She's a Virgin?" Rayner exclaimed, so surprised by what he saw.

Suddenly guilt haunted his mind. Rayner was the first man to sweat with her. Honestly\, Rayner thought Agatha was like today's women who like to go to clubs and have *one night stands* with men.

"Aaarghhh... Damn it! How could I be so careless!" Rayner swore as he ran his fingers through his hair and roughly wiped his face.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door from outside, Rayner hurriedly put on his pants and walked over to open the door.

*Click*..

"Sir..." greeted Jerry, his personal assistant.

"Here are the clothes you asked for," he said, handing the paper bag to Rayner.

"Hmm.." Rayner replied, clearing his throat.

"Is there anything else you need, sir?" asked Jerry.

"Find out about Agatha.." Rayner said flatly.

"Agatha?" Jerry chirped.

"Yes, Agatha Prameswari, student of XX University," Rayner said, explaining.

"Isn't that the university under the auspices of Sky Light Corporation, sir?" replied Jerry making sure.

"Yes, immediately find information about that woman and immediately bring the results to me," Rayner ordered firmly.

"Alright sir, I'll look for it right away," said Jerry and then excused himself from Rayner.

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Arriving at the boarding house, Agatha immediately locked herself in her room. Right now she needed peace, her mentality was really shaken by Rayner's treatment. The man not only raped her but also treated her roughly during intercourse. Maybe it will leave its own trauma for him.

"Dad... Mom... Forgive Agatha for not being able to take care of herself properly," she said, crying convulsively as she sat hugging her knees.

She wanted to complain, but to whom? She really needed a hug and also a support system. Meanwhile, her parents were already happy in heaven.

Honestly, Agatha was embarrassed to even just leave the room. She felt like the dirtiest and most despicable woman now.

Agatha shed all her tears at this time, even ignoring the ringing of her cellphone. And it was a phone call from her friends who were worried and looking for her whereabouts. For God's sake, Agatha didn't want to meet or talk to anyone, she thought what happened to her last night was the biggest disgrace for her. Even though there were some of her friends who had lost their virginity like her, they were not raped but offered themselves, very different from Agatha.

Agatha cried until she was exhausted and fell asleep. She woke up when the atmosphere had changed to night, with swollen eyes Agatha woke up when her stomach felt sore. She just remembered that she hadn't eaten a grain of rice all day today.

Agatha immediately got up from her bed which was so narrow and only fit for one person, with staggering steps Agatha took her feet to walk to the bathroom.

Her body felt very sticky, because since she and Rayner spent the hot night, she hadn't touched water. Even just to wash her face, Agatha didn't have time because she was in a hurry to leave Rayner.

Her delicate hands lifted to remove one by one the clothes that were attached to her slender body. Her eyes suddenly widened when she saw so many traces of Rayner's ownership on her body through the reflection of the mirror, even her flat stomach was not spared from the trace.

"Oh my god, I'm like a leopard," Agatha muttered to herself, touching her body which bore the mark of ownership.

"I swear you will not live happily, Mr. Rayner. Your infertility is just your alibi because you already have a wife and I will make sure that you will get your karma," Agatha said, cursing Rayner with emotion that washed over her again.

"I hate you RAYNER MORRIGAN!" she shouted at the end of the sentence in a voice so full of enthusiasm.

Her chest went up and down when she remembered Rayner's handsome face that looked so enjoying the hot game last night. Even the man didn't let Agatha go in the slightest.

*P*yarr...

Agatha broke a small flower vase that was on the sink, then Agatha took a shard of broken glass. Then Agatha pointed her shard of glass at the mirror in front of her.

"You bastard*n Rayner, You coward!" Agatha shouted, hallucinating as if the mirror was Rayner.

"A bastard like you doesn't deserve to feel happiness! You will feel the destruction like I feel. Remember that, Rayner!"

Everyone who saw the change in Agatha's attitude would definitely feel the sadness that the woman experienced. Let other people think of Agatha as crazy, Agatha doesn't care because that's the reality.

Agatha is crazy because her virginity was taken by force by a man who considers himself infertile, but the man actually poured all his seeds into her womb, which God knows whether the seeds will make her pregnant or not.

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