Chapter 1 Someone Wants You
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Story 1:
“Gabriel, someone wants you. You must sleep with him.”
Gabriel Anderson stared at the man in front of her hopelessly. The man lounged on the sofa, crossing his slender legs and leisurely smoking a cigarette. His said these words light heatedly, as if it was just a common and trivial matter.
But his words struck Gabriel like a thunderbolt. She looked away from him, lowering her eyelids as tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. She pleaded in a soft voice,
“Caleb, can't we find another way? I don't want it. I don't want to be with another man.”
“Sleep with him, and he'll promise to save Jasmine Lee. You owe Isabella, aren’t you going to pay for what you had done?” Caleb took a deep breath and flicked the cigarette butt into the ashtray. The thin smoke surrounded him, hiding his expression from Gabriel. His indifferent voice emerged from the mist.
“It’s only one night. It will pass in the blink of an eye.”
One night will pass in the blink of an eye.
Her blood seemed to flow backward, as if cold water poured from her head to her feet.
“I wanted to give my first time to you.” Gabriel bit her lips and peeked at Caleb anxiously, hoping to grasp any hope. But all she saw in his eyes was mockery. “Come here.”
“Take off your clothes.”
Gabriel stared at Caleb in shock, thinking she had misheard. He seemed to sense her anxiety and said, “Didn't you say you wanted to give me your first time?”
His tone was flat, without any desire.
In their three years of marriage, he barely spared her a glance, let alone touched her. Yet today, he wanted to make her sleep with another man. That's why he would like to fulfill her wish. Is it the reason why I want her first time today?
She knew he loathed her, but she never expected he hated her so much.
He hated her because she was the reason why Isabella had no choice but to die.
“Caleb, I...”
She wanted to explain that she never would've married him if she had known Isabella got drunk because of her. Isabella was so drunk that she was r***d by several men before she couldn't bear the pain of the disgusting fact and jumped out of a French window.
“I don't want to say the same words twice.”
His voice remained chilling.
Caleb's impatience caused her body to tremble instinctively. Her fingers fumbled with the buttons of her pajamas, undoing them repeatedly. Finally, she undressed like shedding an eggshell, revealing her delicate, glowing skin in the dim light.
Her face was exquisite, and her skin radiated a seductive white luster. She was dazzlingly beautiful.
Gabriel was so shy that she lowered her head, clutching her clothes' hem with trembling fingers. She was so nervous that she nearly crushed the fabric.
She wanted to say something, but before she could speak, she felt a sharp pain in her scalp. He yanked her hair and threw her onto the sofa.
In the next moment, his whole body pressed down on her, casting a gloomy shadow that made her unable to move.
Everything happened so fast. Before she could react, his rough fingers were already on the way down her belly.
Ah--
Something within her was pierced and torn apart by his fingers.
She writhed in pain, accidentally brushing against his c**k. He whispered into her ear, “See? I still can't get hard for you. But I've fulfilled your wish.”
He used his fingers, and it took less than two seconds.
He promptly rolled away from her body. Retrieving a wet tissue from the table, he wiped his finger many times as if disgusted. Then he said calmly,
“Are you happy? If that man liked a virgin, I wouldn't have touched you.” Caleb tossed the soiled tissue into the wastebasket. “You have ten minutes to go downstairs.”
The tissue missed the wastebasket, and a hint of red blood stained her eyes.
Gabriel bit her lip, her gaze clouded with sadness. Finally, she said, “Caleb, let's get a divorce.”
Caleb froze momentarily. “Do you think I still want you after tonight?”
Yes, she had been naive. Since he had decided to send her to another man's bed, he had never thought of wanting her.
He never wanted her.
Even during her first time just now, he felt disgusted when he merely used his fingers.
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