My Contract Lover

Autumn in New York City was always gloomy. The biting wind swept past, rustling the tops of the towering cypress trees. Along with the wind, fine rain fell, and the mist was thick. Zelia stood in front of the tombstone, her mind blank. Her parents had a very good relationship when they were alive, and she was their only child, doted on since childhood. A sudden car accident shattered the family's assets... Life was indeed like a play in a theater, full of ups and downs. A week ago, she was still the beloved daughter of the Smith family. Now, although she was not penniless, she was already considered destitute and helpless in the eyes of those people. The woman held an umbrella and walked out of the cemetery in the drizzle. Not far away, a black Maybach was parked. The person in the passenger seat observed the gaze of the person in the back seat and asked, "Mr. Hillton, do you need me to call out to Miss Smith?" The man in the back seat looked at the woman's receding figure through the car window and withdrew his gaze. "No need, she's stronger than I thought." Nathan motioned for the driver to drive. Zelia opened her car door, not noticing the vehicle that had just driven past. She fastened her seat belt and rubbed her sore waist. To deal with the aftermath of the group, she had to attend a business dinner, but she didn't expect the wine handed to her by others to be spiked. After realizing that she had been drugged, she did not return to her original room. That was how she ended up running into Nathan, who had been drugged as well. Nathan... In New York City, no one didn't know him. The Smith family had once been considered top-tier, but compared to the deep-rooted Hillton family, they were still slightly inferior. Nathan was the current head of the Hillton family. Thus, behind him was another family with generations of heritage, the Chins family. While his peers were still indulging in luxury, Nathan had already made a name for himself in the business world. Among the outstanding heirs, he was definitely at the top. Such a man was destined to stand at the pinnacle of wealth and power. It must be said that the person who dared to drug the head of the Hillton family was truly audacious. Whether he was blinded by lust or driven by greed remained unclear. However, the head of the Hillton family did not fulfill that person's wish. That night, he ended up sleeping with her. Thinking about what happened last night, Zelia's face flushed slightly. In Nathan's suite, Zelia's face was flushed, her breath heavy. She put one hand on the man's shoulder and whispered, "I need..." The woman in his arms was already disheveled, her clothing half-concealed. Nathan's eyes darkened, his Adam's apple bobbing as he said hoarsely, "Help me unbuckle it, and I'll satisfy you." As he spoke, he guided Zelia's hand towards his belt. With a small "click," the two of them were completely exposed. Nathan reached down and felt a patch of wetness. The woman beneath him had already given in, no longer holding back. "Ugh," the woman's eyes welled up with tears. "It hurts." Nathan didn't expect Zelia to be a virgin. A flash of surprise crossed his eyes, quickly followed by a sense of possession. He kneaded the woman's fullness in his hand and gently kissed Zelia's lips, coaxing, "Good girl, bear with it." Nathan moved shallowly, observing Zelia's expression with restrained impatience. Zelia felt pain at first, but soon, a type of stimulation and comfort she had never experienced began to overshadow the discomfort. Coupled with the strong effects of the drug in the wine, she quickly sank into the depths of desire. Her voice also became increasingly seductive, filled with moans. Nathan gasped, keenly aware of the woman's change. No longer able to restrain himself, he thrust deeply. Dim, warm light bathed the room, clothes scattered on the floor, with the man and woman entangled on the couch. She didn't know how long it had been, but the effects of the drug had long since worn off. The man continued, but the woman was exhausted and she weakly pushed his shoulder. "I can't go on anymore." Nathan grabbed Zelia's hand, pressed it to the side, and said uncontrollably, "Be good, just one more time." After saying that, he covered her lips, not allowing her to refuse... When she woke up in the morning, she quietly left the hotel without waking Nathan. At her parents' grave, she wanted to tell them that, despite everything, the family matters were finally resolved. As soon as Zelia walked into her studio, she was pulled into the office by her best friend and partner, Sherry. Sherry slightly lifted Zelia's collar, saw the slight red marks on it, and asked in a low voice, "Was it that intense last night?" Facing her best friend, Zelia didn't hide anything and admitted, "Yes, a bit intense." "You slept with Nathan," Sherry sighed. "I was shocked when I found out this morning." Zelia collapsed onto the soft sofa beside her. "It was all an accident." "An accident? You're the first," Sherry said. "Everyone in New York knows that Nathan is not interested in women." Countless socialites had hoped to marry into the Hillton family and become Mrs. Hillton. Many women wanted to be Nathan's lover. Previously, there was even a young lady from a wealthy family who bribed her way into Nathan's bed, trying to force a relationship. As a result, she was immediately kicked out of the Hillton family and sent abroad, becoming a subject of much gossip. It was after that incident that Nathan rarely attended events and even moved out of the Hillton family home. Zelia rubbed her waist, thinking about the repeated demands of the man last night. She just felt that the rumors were really scary. He was very interested in women, contrary to what people said! Seeing Zelia's actions, Sherry complained a little, "He doesn't know how to be gentle at all." Zelia remembered how clean and refreshed her body was this morning, and how the clean clothes had been prepared for her. It must have been Nathan who did it after she fell asleep because she was too exhausted. Seeing that Zelia didn't answer, Sherry suddenly understood and teased, "Why don't you just make him take responsibility? You've already slept together!" "Didn't you say you haven't finished your design yet? Hurry up and get to work!" Zelia scolded, embarrassed by Sherry's words. "Hey, hey, no rush." Sherry leaned against the table. "There's something else." "What?" Zelia tilted her head, confused. "Did you forget? Next week is Kylie's birthday. I heard that the Lyons family is going all out this time. The party’s on a cruise ship. Are you going?" Kylie had always been at odds with Zelia. When the Smith family went bankrupt, she was the first to add insult to injury. Zelia did not react to her birthday party. Sherry winked at Zelia, a mischievous smile on her face. "But I heard from my brother that he'll be there too." Hearing this, Zelia's eyes flickered, and her previously indifferent expression finally changed. "Nathan?" "Mm-hmm," Sherry asked expectantly. "Are you going?" The room was silent for a few seconds. "Yeah, why not?" Zelia replied with a hint of a smile. "It's a cruise ship banquet. If I don't go to such an event, I might not get another chance." She said this with a calm demeanor, showing no particular excitement about the opportunity.