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Emily was the unfavored daughter of the Wilson's family on Asher who is a complex and enigmatic figure beat a persona that extends confidence and power Thor handsome cold and evil billionaire there was no way their fate could have crossed however due to a one night stand Emily had become as as wife in place of her sister the most favored child of the Wilson's Emily had intentionally taught she was only being used by him but he could actually be a wife doting man whoever dares to bully her who would be annitilated by him he was highly over bearing outside yet he was more like a hungry wolf in bed
Chapter 1 A night with young master Reed
*Trigger Warning: This scenario involves non-consensual and potentially distressing content.*
Emily's world was spinning, her vision blurry and her thoughts disjointed. She tried to remember how she got there, but her memories were hazy. The last thing she recalled was waiting for Mr Sydney now... now she was here, in this dimly lit room, with him.
She felt a wave of nausea wash over her, and her head spun. She tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through her head, making her gasp.
"Please," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "Please touch me... I am... begging you... it hurts."
She didn't know what she was asking for, or why she was begging. All she knew was that she felt a deep, aching pain inside her, and she needed him to make it stop.
As she spoke, she felt his hand on her dress, unzipping it with a slow, deliberate motion. Emily's mind was foggy, but she knew she should be scared. She should be fighting him off, not begging him to touch her.
But her body seemed to have a mind of its own. It was responding to his touch, even as her mind recoiled in horror. She felt his fingers brush against her skin, as the heat urged over her Emily senses were consumed by the intensity of the moment. but as the first rays of sunlight steamed into the room she stirred slowly in beginning awareness of her surroundings the thin blanket slipped off her revealing her once first king now covered by ambiguous red marks feeling that aching in her lower region Emily woke up from her extremely dense sleep she clutched her throbbing head then she felt something which me her shoot her eyes open
Emily turned her head and her blood ran cold seeing a complete stranger sleeping beside her on the bed. They both were completely naked under the duvet which numbed her heart.
Did she lose her Virginity to a complete stranger last night? but how? How did she get here from delivering the contract to Me Sydney last night? But then she remembered the soft drink which she drank last night while waiting for Mr Sydney to sign the contract, it was spiked?
someone drugged her last night to take advantage of her
Horrified, Emily stepped down from the bed, ignoring that painful soreness in her lower region she hurriedly started looking for her clothes which she found on the floor so she hurriedly wore her clothes to run away from him.
Moment later his assistant Christopher burst into the room clearly on edge, the faint unmistakable scent of sex still hung heavy in the air, making Chris scalp prickle with discomfort apologies Mr. Reed sorry I let my guard down.
No need I was a willing participant ". Chris eyes widened in shock in all the time he had known Asher the man had never slept with a woman not even for a casual one night stands. they were even rumors that Asher might suffer from some secret ailment, which is why he has never been with a woman
yet now those whispers seems to evaporate in the face of this on expected ture of events. before Chris could make sense of it ashes The deep voice pulled back to reality"I want you to look into what happened to her last night
last night Emily had stumbled in to his room feverished and desperate it was obvious she was drugged.
And just like that all his years of restraint and abstinence fell apart the moment he took her into his arm. And then comes the revelation...Emily was still a virgin. the memory of last night's passion stirred something in him and his lips curled into a satisfied smile
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