Luxury Villa District.
A young man emerged from the bathroom, his well-built physique accentuated by a towel barely covering his chiseled waistline, exuding a masculinity reminiscent of Apollo.
"Damn it." He lowered his head and scrutinized the reactions on his body, his face filled with annoyance and frustration.
He picked up his phone and called his assistant. "Find me a woman. Now."
"Sir, what's wrong?" his assistant asked.
"I accidentally drank something from the reception desk. Hurry up." His deep voice had lost its earlier irritability.
"Yes, sir. I'll be there right away."
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Lucy Zhang had come here for a vacation but was now lost. To make matters worse, her phone had run out of battery, and she had walked halfway without seeing anyone.
She had no idea she was entering a luxurious villa area. Her only option was to continue straight ahead. Finally, a magnificent villa with golden walls emerged in the darkness. She erupted in joy, thinking that she was about to be saved.
Despite the villa's grand and luxurious appearance, Lucy didn't hesitate to take the risk and step inside. She was determined to make it back to her hotel successfully.
She pressed the doorbell. A chime echoed through.
Lucy stood in a daze, marveling at the opulent villa. Stepping into the grand foyer, reminiscent of a palace, she asked, "Is anyone there?"
No answer. This couldn't be happening! The lights flickered on, revealing an open door. Someone was home.
Which floor could it be? Lucy hesitantly ascended the stairs, her eyes drawn to the light from the master bedroom. Her tense nerves made her swallow nervously.
She had been lost for half an hour, and if she didn't find someone to ask for directions soon, she might have to spend the night outside. "Is there anyone here?" she asked, slowly approaching the room.
Suddenly.
A powerful force pulled her hand into the room. Moments later, the lights went off.
"Who's there? What do you want?" Lucy panicked and shouted, switching to Chinese.
"Shut up." A hoarse voice echoed in the darkness.
"Why did you turn off the lights?" Lucy asked, her heart pounding in her chest. Had she encountered a deranged killer? Was he planning to harm her?
"I don't want to see your face." The man's voice was cold and menacing.
He must have mistaken her for the girl his assistant had arranged. Lucy felt terrified and helpless as he forcedly restrained her and threw her onto the bed. She screamed again, disappointed and scared.
"Get away from me!" Lucy masters the courage to push him away. "Let me go!"
Lucy's cries and fear lasted for a moment, then he held her tightly, his parted lips making it even easier for him to carry out his intentions.
He despised women who didn't obey.
Since the door had closed, she could no longer refuse him, and money would never be a problem for her.
But then, this girl suddenly appeared, her sweet breath sparking his interest and turning him into an insatiable desire, constantly craving to explore more.
Lucy's eyes widened as she tried to push him away with her tiny hands, but it was futile.
This pain carved deep into the little girl's body, and she cried amidst his kisses, tears streaming down in despair.
In the darkness, Lucy could only sense his sturdy and robust physique. His breath exuded masculinity and intensity, making her feel terrified and uneasy.
She suspected this might be the most horrifying night of her life. This was supposed to be a pre-wedding vacation, but now she was about to lose her innocence.
As a girl entered the grand hall, she heard a sobbing cry from upstairs. Terrified, she immediately turned and left.
Tonight, on that large, sea-blue bed, crazy ensured.
After he finished his shower and walked out, the girl, exhausted to fainting on the bed, knew it was time to leave.
From beginning to end, he had never seen her face. But he didn't want to see her either; after all, she was just a means to satisfy his physical needs, and looking at her would only complicate things.
As he was about to get into bed, a streak of red blood across the sheets made him freeze in shock. He had instructed his assistant to clean everything thoroughly, and indeed, it was supposed to be spotless.
