After Being Rejected, Owned by Two Heirs

Chapter 6: Trapped in the Golden Cage

A suffocating silence enveloped the luxurious living room. Ken's question was like a bomb that shattered all the remaining remnants of Annabelle's dignity. Her brain spun wildly, searching for any lie that could save her from this situation.

How should she answer?

Should she admit that her own husband felt disgusted just looking at her body? Should she tell him that for five years she had never been touched like a wife? No. It was too painful to say out loud.

Ken did not give Anna any space to evade. The man’s steps advanced again, closing the remaining distance. His muscular arm moved as fast as lightning, wrapping around Anna's curvy waist and pulling her until her voluptuous body collided heavily against his broad chest. A masculine aroma mixed with the scent of expensive tobacco instantly locked onto Anna's sense of smell.

"Come on, explain it to me, Baby," Ken whispered, his voice low, raspy, and highly demanding in front of Anna's face. "If you have indeed been married to another man for a long time, why were you still a virgin last night? Why was the bedsheet stained with blood?"

Anna's eyes widened completely. Her chest heaved up and down, holding back panic as well as a burning flush of shame on her cheeks. Her heart was beating so fast that she was sure Ken could hear it. Damn it, this man was too sharp and dangerous. She had no other choice if she wanted to escape.

"Let me go!" Anna cried out.

As Ken's grip on her waist loosened slightly while waiting for an answer, Anna took the opportunity. With all the strength from her body weight, she lifted her foot and stomped on Ken's expensive loafer with her heel as hard as she could.

Crash!

"Damn it! Ken groaned low, reflexively releasing his embrace due to the sudden pain attacking his foot.

Without wasting a single second, Anna instantly turned around and ran as fast as possible toward the lobby exit. Her breath was ragged, her gown swaying along with her hurried steps. However, her hope of escaping vanished within seconds.

Right in front of the exit door, four heavily-built bodyguards, looking like concrete walls, were already standing firmly, blocking her path with cold stares.

"Move! I said move!" Anna screamed in panic, trying to break through, but her body instead bounced backward due to the strength of those guards.

"Did you think you could run from me, Annabelle?"

Ken's cold voice echoed from behind. Before Anna could even turn her body around, a muscular hand gripped her wrist tightly. Ken, with a face hardening to suppress both fury and stubborn lust, instantly dragged Anna’s curvy body by force.

"Let go! Mr. Ken, you bastard! Let me go!" Anna resisted, hitting Ken’s rock-hard arm, but the man did not even blink.

Ken dragged her past a long corridor, ignoring the shocked stares from the servants, toward a private gold-plated elevator at the end of the lobby. The elevator doors chimed open, and Ken immediately pushed Anna's body inside before the doors closed tightly, isolating them from the outside world. Ken pressed the button for the topmost floor—the area of his absolute private penthouse.

Inside the cramped elevator space, the atmosphere suddenly turned very hot and suffocating.

"You dared to stomp on me, hmm?" Ken growled, stepping forward until his large, towering body locked Anna's movements.

Anna stepped backward until her back hit the cold elevator wall. "You... you have no right to hold me here! I can report you to the police for suspected kidnapping!"

"Report it then. Let's see if the police dare to touch a Ken Alexander Wright," Ken challenged cynically.

The next second, Ken slammed his body forward, pressing the full weight of his athletic body against the warmth of Anna's curvy figure. Ken's grip moved quickly, catching both of Anna's wrists as she tried to hit him, then locking them tightly above Anna's head with his single muscular hand.

"Let g—mph!"

Anna's sentence was cut off instantly. Ken lowered his head fiercely and directly devoured Anna’s luscious lips so possessively, roughly, and with an exploding passion. The kiss did not leave any room for Anna to breathe. Ken sucked, bit her lower lip gently, forcing his tongue to enter and dominate the inside of the woman’s mouth.

"Eungh..." Anna let out a muffled moan, her eyes tightly closed.

This intimate touch re-ignited the same spark of fire as last night. A warm sensation spread from the point of their lips, creeping throughout Anna's curvy body, making her suddenly weak. On the other hand, Ken was losing his sanity even more. His allergy had completely vanished. Anna's skin felt like the most lethal addiction to his body, which had suffered for ten years.

Ken broke the kiss for a moment, shifting to kiss Anna's jawline down to her neck, where the reddish marks from last night were still faintly visible. Ken's breath was ragged in the crook of Anna's neck, leaving a tingling sensation that made the woman’s voluptuous body tremble.

"You cannot escape from me, Annabelle. Never," Ken whispered in a hoarse voice filled with absolute possessiveness. "Whichever man wasted you for five years to the point that you were still a virgin... he is the stupidest man in the world. And I will not let you go back to that stupid man."

Anna managed to wrest one of her weakened hands free, then pushed Ken's broad chest with the remaining strength she possessed. Her eyes glared at Ken with a flash of anger, her breath came in gasps, and her lips, which were slightly swollen from the hot kiss earlier, trembled.

"You absolute bastard!" Anna cursed in a raspy voice, her chest heaving up and down, holding back a mixture of emotions between hatred, fear, and a passion that should not be there.

Ken was not angry. He instead wiped the wet corner of his lips with his thumb, staring at Anna with a very provocative, thin smile as the elevator chimed, signaling that they had arrived at the topmost floor.