Forced Marriage: Marrying The Impotent CEO

"Oh God!!" Mila exclaimed softly with a sharp gasp at the sight of a man lying beside her on a bed inside a room that seemed unfamiliar to her. Her eyes stared widely in shock at the bare-chested man who was asleep and as she stared down at herself covered in the bed's quilt, another wave of shock struck her as she inwardly shook her head, refusing to believe the thoughts that filled her head at the scene she was witnessing. She was currently lying naked on a bed next to a sleeping man who was probably naked too. As she shifted slowly on the bed, she winced at how much her muscles ached and to be sure it wasn't what she thought it was, Mila slowly lifted the quilt to be welcomed with the sight of two naked bodies. One was a petite body covered in bruises that looked like love bites which belonged to her and the other was a masculine body that belonged to the man beside her. How did this even happen? She had no idea. And as fear, confusion and denial began to fill her head, Mila looked at the handsome face of the man asleep beside her. He was in fact breathtaking, even in his sleep. His eyebrows were full and perfectly carved and underneath them were long lashes that rested on his cheekbones as he slept, his nose was pointy and his red lips were thin and was slightly opened while he slept. His jaw was in fact chiselled, he was definitely perfect and his body was a work of perfect art. But how did she end up sleeping with him? Mila wondered as the only thing she could recall from last night was serving drinks to customers who came to the bar last night. Mila Fonda was a twenty-three-year-old lady who worked as a waitress in a bar, the last thing she could remember was going around serving drinks and it seemed her memories were failing her because no matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't remember how she got here. As she laid back on the bed with her messy dark hair scattered on the pillow, her eyes turned watery and her throat tightened with tears as she thought of the possibility of her sleeping with a stranger. It wasn't even a possibility, it in fact did happen and her lips trembled as she tried to hold in the tears. After a few minutes of just laying there on the bed, her unshed tears dried up and she looked around for the time, it was currently nine am and she was supposed to be at work by now. And knowing she had skipped working hours, Mila slowly sat up and looked around for her clothes and as she spotted them on the couch in one corner of the room, she stood up from the bed and walked towards the couch for her clothes with her bare feet taping softly on the tiled floor, ignoring the aches she felt all over her body. Grabbing her clothes, she then made it for the bathroom and quickly wore her clothes and she afterwards stepped out of the bathroom and slowly made it to the exit door of the bedroom, she wanted to leave this place as soon as possible. She would get the hell out of here and pretend like all of these never happened and everything would go back to normal, nobody would know, not even the stranger she just had a one-night stand with. And soon enough, Mila made it out of the room and found herself walking briskly in a hallway where she could see an elevator at the end of the hallway, this place looked like a hotel. She was even taken to a hotel? How come she couldn't recall anything at all? But did that still matter? She would be leaving and hoping something like this would never happen again. In her waitress uniform, Mila entered the elevator and it took her to the last floor below and finally reaching there, she quickly made it for the hotel's exit. However, before she could walk past the exit, Mila noticed three individuals, one was a lady and the other two were men, who were dressed formally in suits. At first, they were sitting on a chair close to the hotel's exit, the moment they saw her, they quickly stood up from their chair and slightly bowed their heads while facing the confused Mila. Mila who noticed them paused and looked behind her but nobody was behind her and it seemed like they were bowing at her but out of fear and confusion, she ignored them and ran out the exit of the hotel and quickly made it for the bar where she worked. She couldn't imagine the amount of scoldings she would receive from her boss once she got to the bar. She had been absent since heaven knows how many hours. Her salary might even get deducted. Reaching the bar that had just a few people in it as it was still morning, Mila quickly made it to her post and began asking customers if they needed anything and they all said no because they seemed okay. A bit nervous, she decided to head to the bathroom but on her way there, she met her grumpy boss, Ms Judy. Mila who felt scared simply stood frozen in place as she bowed her head and patiently waited to be scolded, or even worse, fired. "You are finally back from the errand, I hope our VVIP customer was properly served by you?" Ms Judy asked, to Mila's surprise, where was the scolding? Mila wondered as she lifted her head to stare at Ms Judy in confusion. "You must be exhausted from all the work, I will let you go home to get some rest but do well to return back to work once it strikes five pm." Ms Judy said and walked past Mila afterwards. Confused, Mila turned to face Ms Judy's retreating back as she wondered what VVIP customer she was speaking of. Mila was very much aware of the fact that some of her colleagues were sometimes assigned to leave the bar and go serve customers privately but Mila never got that type of job because she was still a junior, only some certain staff were assigned jobs like that. What was going on? Mila pondered as she pulled her already messy hair in frustration. However, when Mila's eyes fell on her blonde colleague who was walking towards where she stood, her eyes squinted in suspicion for some odd reasons. Conversely, right before the blonde lady could walk past her, memories from last night that she had failed to recall soon flooded her head and her mouth was left agape from shock. A few hours ago...