Force and Fear

The stunning young woman's screams echoed throughout the presidential suite at the Grand VJ Hotel in X City. He was moving more quickly because of the noise while making harsh, hard movements that caused her to scream. For instance, he was attempting to kill her with his increased demands. The aroma of the romantic noise permeated the space. He finished after an hour and moved towards the restroom. The stunning young woman was condemning him in her heart. Every lady in the city wanted to be in his bed because he was too wild in bed. Thankfully, she had the opportunity today. She was aware of his extreme conceit and perseverance, which prevented him from sleeping with the same woman twice. She did, however, want to try to entice him so that she might have another wild experience with him. She was more assured because she was beautiful. She was aware that Myron Gray enjoyed having lovely women in his bed. He picked up his clothes that were strewn across the bed as soon as he exited the restroom. She switched on the lights and admired his muscular, seductive back. One by one, Myron Gray began to put on the garments. His potent body odour and male scent filled the space. His deep eyes were looking at him in the mirror, and his white skin was shining. She walked to his back, ignoring the severe pain between her legs. As if she were a stranger to him, he wasn't merely gazing at her. He had a serious look and was incredibly confident and composed. Elizabeth said, "Mr Gray, I would like to rejoin you." and placed her palm on his broad, powerful shoulder. She was fixated on the appealing man in the mirror. She spoke, but he remained emotionless and cool. His white shirt was being slowly buttoned. She wanted to be his girlfriend. Myron Gray, though, was the one who never thought the relationship could last. He only desired a bed and a brand-new, stunning woman. Elizabeth Knight was the most stunning woman in X City and a movie star. She was many young men's greatest treasure. Even though she was just 22 years old, she had slept with Myron Gray this evening after having the opportunity to meet him at a party. But she had a burning need for him. It was also impossible. Her white palm shifted toward his chest when she didn't receive an answer. He suddenly tightened his grip on her wrist and gave her a startling, in-depth stare. Elizabeth Knight felt guilty for touching him against his will. She twice swallowed before turning to face him in terror. No one was allowed to approach him without his permission. "Before you touch me, you must be aware of who I am." In his strong, incisive voice, he said. His voice was low yet menacing enough to frighten anyone. His face was so serene and frigid as he stared at her with his cold and black eyes. "Mr Gray, I apologise." With horror, she lowered her eyes. After grabbing her wrist, he grabbed his coat and walked out of the bedroom. Myron Gray was so intimidating in person that the atmosphere in the room abruptly brightened once he left. Elizabeth Knight sighed in relief. Lucien Taylor waited for his friend Myron Gray in the dining room of the Grand VJ Hotel while Myron Gray was having s*x on the hotel's top floor with the stunning Elizabeth Knight. More than forty minutes had passed while he waited for him, but he dared not phone his shirt-tempered friend. Myron Gray didn't like to be disturbed in bed, and Lucien Taylor was aware of this. Lucien Taylor scowled as he regarded his gleaming wristwatch. Myron Gray, how much stamina do you have in bed? Myron Gray asked him over to have a drink, and now he was having fun with Elizabeth. Lucien Taylor was habituated to his habit, so he sat there calmly and enjoyed red wine alone. In the quiet, he abruptly heard sounds coming from a corner. He set his wine glass down and looked toward the corner, where the noise was coming from. A waitress was being pulled along by a drunken man. He was acting absurdly and shouting. While witnessing the drama, Lucien Taylor was sitting comfortably. The young waitress suddenly released her grip, slapping the man right in the face. While trying to save the inebriated man, the manager began to reprimand the waitress. The manager did not want to enrage the alcoholic because he was a prominent figure in the city. "Miss Kyle, are you aware of who you are messing with? Quickly apologise to him." The manager grunted. Meesha Kyle wasn't prepared to quit. She could not tolerate her insult and was furiously enraged. Regardless of who he was, the man insulted and abused her. She decided not to apologise any longer. "He was attempting to compel me. Are you asking me to apologise to him after observing the situation?" Meesha Kyle answered vehemently. As soon as he saw her insides, Lucien Taylor's eyes were wide. Her voice seemed sweet. In an effort to clearly see her, he narrowed his eyes. Her small white face was hidden behind people. From a distance, he was unable to properly see her. "If you won't apologise, you have to quit." The supervisor scowled and yelled at her. "I'd like to decide to value my self-respect. You're welcome, manager." She reacted in a hurry, unfastened her apron, and hurled it in the manager's direction. He scowled angrily. “You…” She left the place arrogantly. When she passed by the stairs, Lucien Taylor's pulse increased. He forgot to inhale. But nobody noticed that a tall and cold person was staring at her back as she passed the stairway. Yet even with her tough attitude, she still managed to appear stunning.