The In-Law Mistress

Chapter 2

The Billionaire's Private Tutorial

The silence in the room was suffocating. Elena Thorne’s heart raced wildly, battling against time. In front of her, Julian Vance stood tall, radiating an aura of dominance that made her knees feel weak.

‘What am I supposed to do? How could I possibly do something this crazy with my own brother-in-law? But I desperately need that money,’ she screamed internally.

"Why are you silent? Do I need to call Richard right now?" The man threaten. He reached for his phone, ready to contact his father-in-law.

Gulp!

Elena swallowed hard. It will be the end of me if he finds out I’m selling my body. ‘Fine, whatever, at least it’s him rather than some random stranger I don't know,’ she muttered to herself.

"Alright, I-I do," the girl replied nervously.

A corner of Julian’s lips smirked upward. "Excellent choice." However, he stepped back and sat down casually on the sofa. Instead of touching her, Julian simply stared at her blankly. "Now, show me whether you are worth a premium price."

Elena gasped. "What do you mean?"

"You came here to sell yourself, so you have to be the one to initiate things, Honey. Come on, satisfy me," Julian demanded.

Elena was stunned. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at Julian. "M-Me?"

"Who else? I am the buyer here. The buyer deserves to be served." Julian raised an eyebrow, raking a cold, evaluating gaze over Elena's appearance from head to toe.

"Before you decided to register on that disgusting website, you should have learned how to satisfy a man's desires first, shouldn't you? Don't tell me you thought money would just come to you by standing there looking stupid."

Julian's words felt like a harsh slap that burned Elena’s cheeks with pure humiliation. Tears welled up in her eyes once more, but she held them back with all her might.

‘I can't let myself look even weaker in front of this rigid man,’ Elena thought. With trembling hands, she reached for the zipper at the back of her tight black dress.

Zip!

She let the thin black fabric slide down to the floor, leaving her body clad only in her skimpy lace lingerie. Her flawless, fair skin stood out in stark contrast against the dimly lit room.

Her voluptuous figure, with its slender waistline and a chest heaving fully from her rapid breathing, was completely exposed before Julian's eyes.

The man did not avert his gaze for even a fraction of a second. The glint in his eyes darkened, and his jaw clenched. Yet, he maintained his relaxed posture on the sofa, refusing to move an inch.

Elena swallowed with great difficulty, holding her breath as her chest hammered. She stepped forward and hesitantly climbed onto Julian’s lap.

Sitting on the man's solid thighs allowed her to feel the radiating warmth of Julian’s body. The masculine scent of woody cologne and whiskey instantly intoxicated her senses.

Awkwardly, she wrapped her trembling arms around Julian’s neck. Leaning her face forward, she closed her eyes and slowly pressed her lips against her brother-in-law's.

Elena kissed the man. Moving her lips softly and hesitantly, mimicking things she had seen on screen.

However, Julian did not reciprocate at all. The man remained entirely still, leaving her to struggle on her own.

Frustration and confusion began to take over Elena. She broke the kiss, pulling her face back a few inches, and stared at Julian with ragged breaths and tearful eyes.

He stared back at her with a look of pure disdain. "Is that all?" he hissed cynically. "Your technique is terrible. Absolutely garbage."

Elena’s face flushed crimson. "I don't know what else to do," she finally admitted honestly.

She lowered her head, unable to look into Julian's eagle eyes. "I've never done this with anyone before. I've never made love."

Julian seemed to freeze for a moment upon hearing that confession. His gaze dropped to Elena’s rapidly rising and falling chest, then traveled back up to his sister-in-law's innocent face, which looked so vulnerable and terrified on his lap.

A faint, almost imperceptible smirk appeared at the corner of Julian's lips. "A reckless virgin.” His voice suddenly turning much deeper.

"Okay, then let me be the one to teach you tonight."

Before Elena could process those words, Julian’s large, warm hand suddenly gripped her waist with tremendous force. Locking her firmly onto his lap.

"You need to remember exactly what I do tonight," Julian hissed right in front of Elena's face, his eyes now blazing with dark passion. "Because after tonight, you'll have to do it for me. Understood?"

Without waiting for an answer, he launched a startling counterattack. He pulled the back of Elena's neck and silenced the girl's lips with a wild, demanding kiss.

Julian consumed her like a starving man. His tongue broke inside, dominating Elena’s entire mouth, sucking and drinking her in with a control that caused the girl to instantly lose all her strength.

The girl let out a soft moan against his mouth. Her hands tightly gripping her brother-in-law's white shirt to find an anchor. Julian, who had not received biological satisfaction from his wife, Victoria, for a long time, felt as though he had discovered an oasis in a desert.

The existence of Elena, who was still pure and innocent, yet possessed a body so incredibly sexy and alluring, completely shattered the walls of self-control the cold billionaire had built over the years.

Julian flipped their positions in a single, swift motion. Now, Elena was lying flat on the sofa with the man hovering over her.

Without giving the girl any time to breathe, he shifted his kisses to Elena’s jawline, then moved down to her elegant neck.

The touch of his lips and the suction against the sensitive skin of her neck made Elena arch her body, letting out a soft sigh for the very first time in her life.

"Julian ... ahh .…"

Elena’s melodic moans acted like fuel poured onto the fire of Julian’s passion. The man impatiently discarded the remaining lingerie blocking his view.

When Elena's bare body was fully displayed under the room's ambient lighting, Julian paused for a moment just to admire the beauty in front of him. The girl was so perfect and pure.

He couldn't take it anymore. Julian immediately positioned himself, ready to take his sister-in-law's sacred crown.

However, Elena trembled with fear. She even cried. This immediately dampened Julian's desire. He didn't dare continue. The man finally picked her up and carried her to bed.

Elena was surprised when Julian lay down with her and the blanket pulled her close. "Go to sleep," the man whispered.

"Huh?" Elena still didn't understand.

"You're too nerdy. I don't want to make love out of necessity. I want you to do it with pleasure. It's night now. Let's rest," the man whispered. Then he kissed her sister-in-law's head.

Elena was confused. "So what's next? Is the agreement off or...?" she thought.

Julian was never predictable. He had always been that cold man. He spoke sparingly, often causing fear and misunderstanding.

In the morning, Elena woke up feeling lighter. She pulled the thick white blanket over her naked body and slowly sat on the edge of the large bed where they had slept the night before.

Near the end of the bed, Julian was already standing fully dressed. The man had changed into a fresh outfit, looking once again like the cold, rigid, and untouchable billionaire, as if the storm of passion from hours ago was nothing but a daylight dream.

The man buttoned his shirt cuffs. Then stared at Elena, who sat with a pale face and tangled hair.

"You were quite a disappointment tonight," he said honestly. His voice was flat and dignified again, devoid of any trace of the warmth from last night.

Elena remained silent. She turned her face toward the window, fidgeting with the edge of the blanket.

Julian walked over to the nightstand, took out a black credit card, and placed it on the small table beside the bed. "But you're in luck. From now on, you're officially my pet.

I've already asked my assistant to buy a new laptop and have it delivered to your part-time address today. All your tuition fees were also paid in full this morning."

Hearing that, Elena's jaw dropped. She was confused because her mission had failed, but Julian accepted it anyway.

"Why?" the woman asked nervously.

"You don't need to ask so many questions. Remember your position; you just have to do what I ask."

Elena swallowed. A sense of relief welled up in her chest because she now had a provider ready to meet her needs. But at the same time, a sense of humiliation dawned on her as she realized her current status.

"Be a good girl, Elena," Julian continued, his voice dropping low, adding emphasis to every word.

"Don't be demanding or act childish, especially regarding our arrangement. Never demand commitment or feelings, except money.

I can provide you with whatever amount of money you need to live a luxurious life. As long as you are always ready whenever I need you. Understood?"