The Billionaire Man
610 Words
"Her gaze fell upon the black piano, and two iron chains lay scattered on its surface.
And there, on the bedsheet, were unmistakable traces of blood!
Audrey's mind went blank for a few seconds. She was about to get up and leave the bed, but her legs were weak, and she immediately knelt on the carpet.
There was no need to think; she knew what had happened last night. She had been drugged and then...
That bastard!
Living for twenty years, Audrey had never imagined that her first time would be taken away without her knowledge. She couldn't even remember what the man looked like!
It was absurd...
A surge of anger overwhelmed her chest as she struggled to stand up, her legs trembling as she leaned against the wall and entered the bathroom.
Each step was painful, a fiery sensation in her lower abdomen...
She turned on the shower, and warm water poured out. She numbly washed her body.
Steam filled the room, and a strong, deep face seemed to materialize from the mist, appearing before her...
['Audrey...']
His stern face carried an unexpected warmth, and his bright eyes resembled the most dazzling stars in the sky.
Audrey shivered, biting her lower lip to hold back tears. She was so sorry, Jack!
She had become soiled...
"If I find out who did this, I will make them pay!" Hatred flickered in Jing Audrey's eyes.
Just then, the bedroom door opened from the outside...
Audrey was on high alert, quickly wrapping herself in a towel.
Inside the bedroom, a female servant was tidying up the bed. "You're awake? I've placed your fresh clothes on the sofa."
Audrey glanced at the clothes on the sofa...
Brand new, two back-to-back Cs, the unmistakable Chanel logo.
"Who told you to bring these clothes?" she asked.
The servant turned around, replying respectfully, "It was the young master's instruction."
"Young master?"
"Yes, don't tell me you've forgotten?"
Audrey only remembered that she had gone to bed as usual last night, and then she had awoken in a different place, bound to a black piano, subjected to the humiliation of a stranger!
She had thought it was a dream all along. Upon waking up, she had discovered the truth...
"Who is your young master, and where is he now?"
"Our young master is Arthur..."
It seemed to be a name that was difficult to utter. The servant paused for a moment before speaking with awe, "Windsor."
Arthur Windsor...
Audrey's expression froze. The son of that billionaire Windsor Group?
Audrey asked incredulously, "Windsor Group's Arthur Windsor?"
"Who else dares to be called by that name besides our young master?"
The servant looked at her in amazement, thinking that she had lost her mind. "You haven't really forgotten who our young master is, have you?"
Audrey rubbed her throbbing head. "I really want to know how I ended up here."
"In this 'surrogate mother' competition, you met all the criteria, so... you were chosen as the surrogate for the Windsor family's heir," the servant said somewhat awkwardly. "Of course, you have to fulfill your mission to ensure the continuation of the Simen family lineage."
Audrey was stunned.
A few months ago, Windsor Group had announced a major competition to find the woman with the most suitable appearance, background, and education for the Simen family's next generation...
This competition had caused a sensation. The Windsor family was the World's wealthiest, and Arthur Windsor, at just 25 years old, was too young to be tied down by marriage. It was rumored that he scorned marrying into other wealthy families and had no plans to marry before the age of 35.
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