The CEO is Obsessed with Me

In a luxurious presidential suite. In the center of the opulent solid wood bed, there were the enchanting moans of a woman and the rapid, low gasps of a man. The man's muscular arms were powerful, effortlessly lifting her up. He was too forceful, sweat trickling down his chiseled jawline, dripping onto her neck. She shyly turned her face away, only to be forcefully turned back by the man. Dominant kisses fell densely upon her. For her brother's medical expenses, she, only twenty years old, had no choice but to engage in flesh trade. Her pure white linen dress had fallen to the floor, her black long hair loose, her face flushed. Their noses touched, and the intense scent of male hormones sprayed onto her face. Her jaw was firmly gripped by the man, forcing her to lock eyes with him. The man's handsome face glowed under the dim light, resembling a perfect statue. "What's your name?" Adrian Collins's voice was hoarse, his eyes filled with strong aggression. Natalie Blake bit her lower lip, repulsed by the man's dominant aura, she simply pretended to be deaf and dumb, not answering. But she didn't expect the man to slide down her smooth abdomen, reaching certain sensitive areas. "Ah... don't lick... there." Her fingertips were gently sucked, and Natalie almost lost control of her emotions. "Never experienced this? Don't worry, I'll make you feel even better later." Though the man in the dark was both domineering and gentle, a wave of bitterness still surged in Natalie's heart. "Turn on the light!" After their passionate encounter, the man commanded. "Yes, sir." Obediently, Natalie got up, but fell back onto the bed due to exhaustion. "So delicate, yet you dare to sell yourself?" Adrian chuckled lightly, helping her up and thoughtfully bringing her a cup of hot water. "Rest for a while, your voice is hoarse." "Th-thank you... sir." Natalie became increasingly embarrassed, wishing she could find a hole to hide in. "Go take a bath, my assistant will settle the payment." "Alright..." In a hurry, Natalie picked up her clothes and dashed into the bathroom... She wished she could just run away, but she was here to sell herself... She couldn't leave without getting the money. Her brother was still in the hospital, urgently needing money to save his life. She hadn't graduated from college, and her family was destitute. She needed money desperately! Having nowhere to turn, she asked a friend to introduce her to this man. It was said that he was a big shot, with a mysterious identity and high status. Before coming, Natalie had prepared herself for the possibility that this man might be a middle-aged man with a big belly. But she never expected the benefactor to be more handsome than a movie star. A basic black suit was worn by him with a unique elegance and style. Nearly 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, his eyebrows sharp as blades, his high nose ridge like it was carved by a fine knife, and his eyes cold and emotionless. His temperament was exceptional, his features distinct but not harsh, his aura reserved and profound. And he was so... gentle in bed. Natalie stared blankly at the mirror, a voice echoing in her mind. "But don't have any delusions, someone like him is worlds apart from ordinary people like us. Don't blame me for not warning you, otherwise, you'll only end up getting hurt..." Her friend's advice still lingered, and Natalie understood very well that with her family background, she could not afford to take such risks. Therefore, although she had physical transactions with him, she never dared to overstep. The man seemed very satisfied with her, resulting in repeated invitations. Each time he was gentle and considerate, if it weren't for the thick envelopes of money she received afterward, she might have had illusions. Until— One day, Natalie arrived at the hotel's top floor as usual. Just as she stepped out of the elevator, she froze at the scene before her. A man and a woman were locked in a tight embrace, kissing passionately. One was a blonde beauty, her fair arms wrapped around the man's neck, writhing like water. The other was a tall figure in a high-end suit, the crystal light creating a dreamlike scene.