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The fact that I was facing two distinct corridors added to my anxiety because I had no idea where to go or which way to enter. Zach didn't give me more specific instructions, and I immediately despise him. He clearly intended to annoy me in this manner. I was torn between going the right way and going the left way.
"This is a lesson I've learned, especially because he's not nice and can make my life a living hell."
There is no alternative. All I have to do is choose between these two corridors, and hopefully, I'll pick the better one, or else he'll punish me.
"Are you completely lost?" That frigid tone sent shivers through my body, prompting me to look around and see his cold gaze. It's Aiden speaking.
"N-no..." I stammered and avoided my gaze.
"You look lost to me," he mumbled.
"Zach didn't tell me which way I should go in..."
"The right path," he said.
I turned around and focused my attention on that way, where there was a red light at the end of the road. I can immediately tell what kind of room it is.
While he is behind me, I begin my tracks. And his presence makes me feel as if he expects me to do every possible s*x position and fulfill him in whatever way I can.
Gosh! This is not correct!
I came to a halt as I reached the door, and he handed me a red key without saying anything. That is, he desired that I open it myself. Aiden keeps quiet until we go inside, which isn't helping.
He took a step towards the magnificent chair, which had a diamond design etched on it. It's similar to a royal chair from the medieval times. That appears to be costly.
"Cassie Richard," he calls me by my entire name.
I nodded, "Yes, that's me."
"You have one job, and I think I told you what kind of job it is, right?"
"Yes..." I murmur.
"Can you do the job?" he smirked.
As if I had the option.
"Yes," I replied emphatically.
"In that case, you're hired."
"Wait, what?" I asked, perplexed.
"I assumed I was already hired because you shot those women directly into their heads and then left me."
"Killing them is part of the deal they sign, and I believe you have signed the same contract."
"Yeah, but..."
"It appears that you did not read it, which is your fault."
It's my fault, of course, because I didn't read it.
What kind of logic is that? As if I couldn't tell him that.
He tossed a brown package in front of me, then a small white envelope. I chose the brown envelope over the white one and was delighted to see a stack of dollar notes inside.
Is this a nightmare?
"Payment in advance for demonstrating your talent. Cassie, I need to know if you're worth the money since this isn't just about having a child. You walk into my den, and you're mine from then on."
"Those dead women, they're not worthy."
I open the white file and read the paperwork, which are difficult for me to understand. My attention was drawn to a single word: one hundred million dollars.
That is a lot of money!
I can purchase a new house, a new car, start my own business, and basically reinvent my entire filthy life! That was my wish, and this man fulfilled it. Almost!
"A year, Cassie. You have one year to have a child for me, and if you don't. You'll probably get half of the money," he said.
"What if I don't get pregnant in a year?" I asked because I wanted to make sure he wouldn't kill me afterwards.
"It depends on your performance. If you're good enough to be a s*x slave, I won't kill you."
Phew! At the very least, I have another option.
"Okay. That's less frustrating," I uttered.
"I know who you are," he said abruptly.
"Pardon?"
"You accept my invitation and come into my den in exchange for money. I'm not thinking about what kind of risk I can put on your shoulder, Cassie."
"What are you saying?" I said anxiously.
"Your mother is dying. She has a dangerous sickness that must be treated or she may die. That's why, when Ariel offers you $10,000 to visit a place you've never been, you jump at the chance. There was no hesitation," he added, as though giving the reason was usual.
People like myself barely make enough money to cover our everyday costs. I was born into this world with nothing in my hands, therefore selling my body is the final choice I have to get more money to help my mother live longer...
"How did you find that out?" I boldly inquire.
"I have my own ways."
"So? I don't care whether you know why, but I'm confident those women can satisfy you as well as I can."
I walked up to him and sat on his lap. He's calm, just peering into my eyes, as if he's curious what type of satisfaction I can provide.
And it frightens me...
I wrap my arms around his neck without hesitation. I kissed him, and to my surprise, he responded swiftly. He put his hands on my waist before rising to approach the bed. My back landed on the cold bed, but his kisses quickly dispelled the chill.
He immediately enchanted me, and he's a good kisser...
Aiden parted his shirt to show a breathtaking view. I touch his six-pack abs just to feel them; I'm not sure why, but I want to know whether they're real...
Oh, my goodness... He's... I bite my lower lip.
I took off my garments for some strange reason and didn't care whether my breast bounced. I noticed his eyes shift to my chest, which is a good indication.
Later on, he lowers his head and starts l*cking it. When his warm tongue reaches my mountains, I arch my back, and it feels like bliss.
"Hmm..."
He parted and said, "Show me what you got, Cassie."
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