Flash Marriage With Mr Stranger

CHAPTER 2

Henry and Lily walked out of the room. Their footsteps echoed through the passage.

Clara widened her eyes in disbelief, she couldn't believe her ears. Her eyes welled up with tears. The two people she loved most betrayed her. She felt a heart-wrenching pain. She loves her boyfriend so much. She loved Lily so much and didn't have any hatred for her. Despite her father, her father treated her badly. She still loves Lily so much. Never in her wildest dreams did she think Henry would be cheating on her. He didn't choose someone else to cheat with but her step-sister instead. Hot tears streamed down her cheeks.

Are all the promises Henry made to her a lie? Her heart felt heavy. Lily even went as far as to let some men rape her, and even wanted a post on the internet.

She suddenly felt hot all over, her body was burning up. The effect of the drugs has already kicked in. She must find her way out of this tricky situation. Clara wouldn't let some unknown men rape her. She needs to go anywhere aside from this room. She managed to get out. She crawled her way into the next suite.

She pushed open the door and entered. The room was black with no single light in it. Clara wanted to remove her clothes right away. Her body ached from the crawling yet intoxicated. Her body was aching badly for a man's touch. She hadn't felt this way before. She managed to get to bed and hop on it. She found a man beside the bed. She thought to her, It's better to lose her virginity to a stranger than some unknown piece of trash for internet sensation. She would avenge what they did to her. They won't get away with it.

Clara found her way to the man on the bed and kissed him. The man's lips were cold. She isn't a good kisser, but she still kissed him anyway.

Clara's kiss awoke the sleeping man. His eyes flashed in shock and anger, but Clara didn't notice. She couldn't think straight.

Dylan wanted to push the girl away but the pleasing scent of the girl's body drove him crazy. The young lady had a soft and delicate body.

Dylan could see in the dark.

"Please... Help... Me," Clara managed to voice out, her breath becoming ragged.

Dylan knew at that moment that the young lady was drugged.

Clara noticed the man didn't make a move and pressed her breast on his chest. The little act alone turned the man on.

Dylan couldn't control his body anymore. The way the lady rubbed her body on him aroused him.

"Are you sure about this?" Dylan asked. His voice is daring and sexy at the same time.

Clara said nothing. She then pressed her body harder on Dylans. Moving her hand across the man's chest, she wanted to unbutton his shirt, but she couldn't, her hand roamed his chest. She could tell the man had a well-built body. In the blink of an eye, Dylan was on top of Clara. He kissed her till she was out of breath. He unbuttoned her shirt and removed it. Kissing her face and down to her neck, down to her collarbone. He left a mark everywhere he touched.

Clara let out a low moan when Dylan's lips touched her body. She rubbed her legs together to ease her aching c**t. Dylan kissed her even more and pulled down her pants.

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The next day. A knock awoke Dylan. He stood up from the bed and walked over to the door. He soon opened the door and his assistant's face came into view.

"Boss..." Jones couldn't finish his words when his eyes fell on the young lady on the bed, fast asleep. Her body covered with the duvet, only her head in view. He widened his eyes in shock. He couldn't believe his eyes, a woman on his boss's bed. Jones could only imagine the scene from the previous night. He immediately averted his gaze when he felt a cold glare on him.

"What are you here for?" Dylan asked irritatedly. Anger was laced in his voice.

Jones gulped down his saliva nervously, Dylan's cold glare could suck out a soul.

"I came to report that Mr Dickson has agreed to sell the company," Jones said, and took a fast look at Clara.

"Then get the hell out of here," Dylan growled. Jones bowed his head continuously.

"I'm sorry sir," with that, he left.

Dylan slams the door shut. His gaze froze at the stranger on his bed. He could see how soft her skin looked. His lips curved upward slightly when he remembered the scenes from last night. How loud she moaned. He then went to the bathroom.

The morning sunlight peeped into the room and shone on Clara's beautiful face. Clara opened her eyes slowly. The piercing sun was glaring at her. She used her hand to cover her eyes to block the sun.

She was surprised when she saw herself in a strange room. Images from last night flooded her mind and she widened her eyes in disbelief. She had slept with a stranger, now she's no longer a virgin. But she didn't regret it. At least Lily and Henry's plan failed on her. Hatred flashed across Clara's mind, remembering the two betrayals. She clenched her fist tightly. Men are scum indeed. She will make sure she avenges no matter what. She didn't care even if she affected herself with revenge. Her mind was clouded with hatred. She looked around the room, but there was no trace of the stranger around. She wanted to see the man's face she had her first time with.

Her muscles ache badly. She could tell the gentleman was full of strength. She wrapped the duvet around her body and wanted to get down from the bed, but fell off.