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Audrey's pov *

Just a few months ago, life was perfect, I had my younger sister with me and we lived in a fancy house with the maids on our beck and call.

I was the rich queen beau at school with the world revolving around me. Life was great, however, my source of joy and happiness was cut short immediately my parents left for an important business trip only to be ambushed and killed on the spot by unknown men. My uncle who was the director of my parent's company embezzled a huge sum of Five hundred billion dollars and fled to an unknown country, leaving the company in shambles and bankruptcy.

My little sister, May was soon diagnosed with brain tumor which cost $50,000 for a surgery. And at that moment, I couldn't afford to pay my rent, neither could I afford two square meals per day.

Where and how the f**k am I gonna get such money from!

I needed to search for a solution fast and it didn't take long before solution came running towards me, however, I was going to give something precious in return for my sister's recovery.

A young woman who was sat next to me in the hospital, upon hearing my distress struck a deal with me. The Young woman introduced herself as Melissa, the wife of a rich tycoon but unfortunately, found out that she can't bear him a child because she was barren.

So she asks me to be with her husband every night for one week and if I was able to get pregnant in one week, I would be paid one hundred thousand dollars. I didn't think twice before agreeing to her offer.

After all, my sister's life was on the line and one hundred thousand dollars was an amount that was too much and too good to refuse.

And here I am, Sitting on the red king sized bed, heart pounding inside my chest like I just ran hundreds of miles without a stop. I clenched my trembling fingers as a move to brace myself up for what was to come.

My brown hair is a mess from running my fingers through it. My eyes are wide. I’m a little afraid. Terrified, really. The clothes I’m wearing are nothing sexual. Melissa told me I didn’t have to dress up at all.

Staring straight ahead, there was a massive dark wooden bed that took up the center of the room, with a mirror overhead and one behind the headboard.

I feel my heart pound, the fear is back which gets worse as I hear a knock on the door.

I glance around the room. Should I answer?

“I'm coming in”

His voice is dark and deep.

My heart rate triples.

Shit.

This is really happening.

I had always fantasized about what my first time would be like. Touching the man i love, being touched..

The man standing by the door is indeed older; late thirties maybe. Not that I can tell all that much from staring at him. He looks at me, his hands by his sides, but he doesn’t seem nervous.

No.

Staring into his deep grey eyes, I am taken aback by how he watches me, assessing.

There is something dark beneath that gaze that keeps me on the spot. This is the man Melissa spoke about.... Her husband!

“Stand up and Strip.” he says.

I do exactly as he said.

Bowing my head, I wonder how long the carpet’s been laid. It looks old, almost vintage. Maybe that is the appeal here. It reminds me of something you’d see in an old movie where the girl was put up for sale.

Okay, now I’m just trying to pretend my fantasy isn’t that fucked up, far from it.

Kicking off my sneakers, I start working on the buttons of my shirt and in the next second, my clothes and undies were a pile beside me.

After i was done, The man walked towards me and pinned me on the bed in a swift move then i felt his hard d*ck pressing against my ***.

He didn't pull off his clothes?

“Wait!....I... ”

I couldn't complete my sentence because i felt his d*ck slamming into me brutally sending waves of pain coursing through my whole body.

He didn't stop even for a moment to let me get use to his pace or size, instead he increased his ruthless thrusts, not bothering if she was hurt or not.

The painful night lasted for some hours until it was midnight. After ejaculating inside me once again, he walked into the bathroom and then i heard the shower running which meant he was taking his bath, Probably trying to scrub and get rid of my scent or any evidence that proved whatever had happened this night.

I took a deep breathe in before standing up, however, i was so tired and sore all over that i fell back to the bed immediately i tried to stand up. That man didn't go easy on me even for a second. What an animal!

I clenched my fists for a second before pulling the white bed sheets which had been stained with my v*rgin blood.

Staring at the bed sheets on my arms, i had no regrets knowing fully well more time wasted are like a ticking time bomb!

The door to the bathroom was pushed open and he walked out. He crossed his ankles while staring directly at me. He was barefoot and freshly showered, his hair still wet and droplets of water lingered over his bare chest and thick arms, as if he hadn’t bother to dry himself. His dark jeans hung loosely around his hips, halfway zipped, unbuttoned and unbuckled. My eyes lingered over his wide chest far longer than I intended. I could see his perfect chest tainted with marks from my long nails.

I flushed at the reminder. My gaze lowered to his hard-cut abs and the perfect trail of hair, a shade lighter than the hair on his head, leading from his navel to his… Oh shit, he wasn’t wearing any underwear. My head snapped up, but it was too late. He noticed me staring but never did anything.

I took a deep breathe in before opening my mouth to speak “Uhmm.... uhmm can I have the money now?”

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