“You’re so handsome... but why do you have such cold eyes?” Annabelle murmured, her voice hoarse and broken.
Anna’s consciousness had completely faded, replaced by the heartbreak burning inside her chest. Under the influence of strong alcohol, she no longer cared who the stranger before her was. Anna’s trembling fingers slowly rose, touching Ken Alexander Wright’s firm lips before sliding down to stroke his strong jaw and neck. Her movements were clumsy, innocent, and completely unrefined because Anna had never known how to seduce a man. Her five years of marriage with Daniel had been filled with nothing but cold rejection.
Seeing the curvy stranger daring to touch their boss, Ken’s bodyguards immediately stepped forward with tense expressions. “Mr. Wright, let us drag this drunk woman out.”
“Do not touch her!” Ken barked, his voice low yet carrying absolute authority. He raised one hand to stop his men.
Damn this woman... Ken tightened his jaw. His heart was pounding abnormally fast. For ten years, Ken had suffered from severe haphephobia that forced him to live like a monk. Forget intimacy—even shaking hands with a woman could send him to the hospital with blistering skin and shortness of breath. But tonight, Anna’s touch on his neck triggered something entirely different. Something inside his pants suddenly hardened, igniting a desire that had been dead for ten years.
“Do not follow me. All of you, leave and wait outside,” Ken ordered without taking his eyes off Anna.
Without waiting for a response, Ken immediately wrapped his muscular arm around Anna’s curvy waist, supporting and dragging her warm body into his luxurious soundproof VVIP room.
As soon as the thick teakwood door closed automatically, Anna, who had completely lost control, crashed against Ken’s chest again. Her tears of sorrow mixed with the desire triggered by alcohol. “Why... why did that bastard never want me like this?” Anna cried before rising onto her tiptoes and pressing her lips against Ken’s.
That careless touch became the final trigger for Ken. Letting out a low groan, Ken gripped the back of Anna’s neck, reversed their positions until Anna’s soft body was pinned against the wall, and immediately devoured her plump lips in a deep and possessive kiss.
For Anna, this heated kiss was an escape from her bitter reality. Her marriage to Daniel Moren was a tragedy wrapped in a childhood promise. Their parents had been friends since the days when hunger plagued their old neighborhood, promising that whoever succeeded first would marry their children together regardless of social status. Daniel’s family had risen into billionaire status, while Anna’s family remained ordinary middle-class citizens. Daniel had been forced to marry her five years ago only to protect his late father’s honor, right when he was heartbroken after Claire Stralla left him for France. Daniel hated her, considering her 95-kilogram body his greatest disgrace.
But tonight, inside Ken Alexander Wright’s embrace, Anna’s curvy body became the satisfaction he had long thirsted for.
Ken lost all reason. He ripped off his suit jacket roughly before tearing away his tie. While continuing to devour Anna’s lips, Ken guided her body toward the king-size bed in the center of the room and slowly pushed her down until Anna lay on the soft mattress. Ken’s gaze darkened as he stared at Anna’s curvy figure, which looked incredibly tempting beneath the dim bedroom lights.
“Do not blame me, Baby... you started this yourself,” Ken growled in a sexy, husky voice.
As Ken’s large fingers began slipping beneath her lilac dress, touching the warm skin of her thighs and waist, Anna’s curvy body suddenly cried out, welcoming the intense touch she had never experienced in her entire life. That night, inside the VVIP room isolated from the outside world, Anna’s innocence was completely taken by the sole heir of the Wright Dynasty.
Meanwhile, at exactly 11 PM inside the luxurious Moren family residence.
The front door opened, revealing Daniel stepping inside with his shirt slightly disheveled. However, his steps immediately halted when he saw his mother, Madam Moren, pacing anxiously around the living room with a pale expression.
“Daniel! You’re finally home!” Madam Moren immediately approached her son. “Where is Anna? She left her phone in the bedroom, and she still has not come home at this hour. Earlier, she was so excited to dress up beautifully to bring lunch to your office!”
Daniel exhaled harshly and rubbed the bridge of his nose in irritation. “So you were the one who told that fat woman to come to my office?” Daniel snapped loudly, no longer able to contain his frustration. “Mom embarrassed me! Because of her, all my employees were talking about me! She ruined my reputation in front of Claire—my ex who has finally returned!”
Madam Moren widened her eyes, unable to believe her son’s cruelty. “Then where is your legal wife now, Daniel?!”
“How should I know! Maybe she is dead, or maybe she threw herself into a river!” Daniel replied indifferently before walking away upstairs toward his room without caring about his mother’s shouting.
Madam Moren clenched her fists in overflowing anger. Daniel and Anna’s relationship had to last until old age no matter what. She would never allow a snake-like woman such as Claire to ruin her beloved daughter-in-law.
“It seems I need to find another way to bind Daniel to Anna,” Madam Moren muttered to herself with a cunning look before her expression turned worried again. “But where is Anna right now? Where is my beloved daughter-in-law?”
The next morning, at exactly 4:50 AM.
The faint morning sunlight began slipping through the curtains of the bar’s VVIP room. Anna let out a soft groan while holding her pounding head, which throbbed painfully from the leftover effects of last night’s alcohol.
“Ugh... my head...” Anna murmured weakly.
However, when she tried to move her body, Anna realized she was not wearing a single piece of clothing beneath the thick silk blanket. Her curvy skin brushed directly against the luxurious sheets. Her heart suddenly pounded in panic as Anna slowly turned her head to the side.
Anna’s eyes instantly widened completely, her dizziness vanishing in an instant and replaced by overwhelming shock.
Right beside her, a tall and athletic stranger was sleeping on his stomach. His broad back covered with solid muscles was fully exposed, revealing several faint reddish scratch marks—which Anna realized in horror had been caused by her own actions last night. Erotic memories of how this man had touched and embraced her curvy body throughout the night suddenly replayed inside her mind.
Anna covered her mouth with both hands as tears of panic began gathering in her eyes.
Oh my God, Anna... what have you done? she screamed hysterically inwardly.