The Billionaire CEO's Bought Secret Baby

Chapter 9

Sophia froze for a moment, feeling a surge of anger. "Didn’t you say I should keep what I like?"

The woman maintained her smile. "You don’t have to wear them if you don’t want to, but if you do, Mr. Tobias will definitely be pleased. I think he might be upset if he finds your wardrobe missing these pieces."

Sophia thought about Tobias’s behavior over the past few days and had to admit the woman might be right.

Seeing that Sophia wasn’t resisting anymore, the woman hung the lingerie neatly in the wardrobe. As she worked, she added casually, "Men always like things that are a bit rare. If you’re always covered up, and one day you wear something alluring, trust me, he’ll be all over you. It’s all about balance—sometimes you go along, sometimes you resist. Keeping a man in check is an art."

Sophia watched her thoughtfully, beginning to understand something. After the woman packed up her things and left, Sophia opened her closet and pulled out a robe before heading for the bathroom. After a long bath, she picked out one of the new dresses, applied a bit of powder, spritzed on some perfume, and dabbed on a touch of lip gloss. She then slipped into a pair of high heels and made her way downstairs, settling on the couch with a book.

When Tobias came home, he found her lounging barefoot on the sofa, her sandals discarded on the floor. Her hair cascaded over her chest, obscuring just enough to tease.

He chuckled softly, walking over to sit beside her and immediately pulled her onto his lap.

"You—" Sophia gasped, startled and uncomfortable, trying to wriggle free.

"Stay still," he commanded, pulling open the collar of her dress to peek underneath. He smirked. "White."

Sophia’s face flushed crimson as she stared down, staying silent.

Tobias kissed her cheek and then inhaled her scent. "Not bad. You smell good."

Sophia glanced up at him, her voice trembling with uncertainty. "Do you like it?"

Tobias was caught off guard for a moment. She was trying to please him. He looked at her, enjoying the moment. "I like it. You’re being very obedient. Of course, I like that."

Sophia exhaled in relief, then shyly said, "I want to ask you for something."

Tobias’s expression darkened. "You’re already trying to negotiate? Just dressing like this isn’t enough to strike a deal with me. You’ll have to do a lot more to win my favor."

"No, that’s not it," Sophia said, her voice filled with frustration. "I want to go back to school."

"School?" Tobias’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"I need to attend classes," Sophia said earnestly. "I’m supposed to start university next year."

His face hardened, and with a dismissive wave, he replied, "I can afford to take care of you. Why do you need to study? Isn’t the point of school to get a good job and make money so you can buy nice things? You don’t need any of that anymore."

"If I don’t go back to school, my mom will be heartbroken," Sophia pleaded.

"Didn’t you already take a leave of absence?" Tobias recalled her saying something about it the other night.

"My mom doesn’t know. I’ve been hiding it from her. Now that she’s had surgery, she’ll be out of the hospital soon. If I don’t return to school quickly, she’ll find out. And if she learns about us..." Sophia’s voice cracked as she started to sob. "She’ll never forgive me. I’ll be ruined."

Tobias’s expression darkened as he spoke. "Then stay here with me. Tell her you’re going to school, and I’ll let you 'attend' classes here. I’ll give you one weekend a month to go see her."

Sophia sniffled, wiping her tears. "She’ll ask my teachers."

Tobias fixed her with a sharp stare. "So, you really have to go, don’t you?"

Sophia’s voice wavered as she replied, "I’m only 17… that’s what I’m supposed to be doing."

"Very good, I can't do anything to you." He nodded angrily, suddenly spread her legs apart and let her sit on his legs.

"What are you doing!" Sophia screamed.

He unzipped his pants, grabbed her uninjured hand and put it in.

"Ah..."

"Be quiet," Tobias gritted his teeth, and taught her to hold his p***s, "Don't let Aunt Evelyn hear it."

Sophia wanted to withdraw her hand in fear, but he held her down. She glanced nervously in the direction of the kitchen and begged, "No, please, not here."

"Make it hard," he ordered coldly, "or I will call the hospital immediately and let your mother know about us."

Sophia shook her head hurriedly: "Don't do this, I will do it, I will do it" and said, holding his p***s tightly, and then asked, "I, I, what should I do?"

He held her arm and slid up and down: "Hold it, just like this, up and down"

Sophia did it shamefully, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into. Soon, his desire was revived under her little hand. Tobias sighed comfortably, his hands wandering over her body.

Sophia trembled and wanted to resist. He looked at her threateningly, and she could only sit on his lap obediently, not daring to retreat at all.

Slowly, his hand reached into her panties and caressed her petals.

"No," Sophia moaned, "It hurts."

"It's still swollen," he looked at her. He had been too much in the past two days, but he didn't intend to let her go, because she was so delicious.

After a while, his heat was as hard as iron. He pushed her hand away, lifted her body up, and aimed his hardness at her softness.

"Ah," Sophia cried out, fell into his arms, and begged repeatedly, "No, not here."

Aunt Evelyn is in the kitchen and will see it.

"Who told you to disobey?" Tobias bumped up a few times, held her up, "Hold my waist, don't fall."

"What are you going to do?"

"Go upstairs." He turned around and walked upstairs with her. Every step he took, he hit her deepest. Sophia bit his shoulder uncomfortably. Today was different from the previous two days. In addition to the pain, there was a strange feeling with pleasure.