Alina jerked back hearing the masculine voice from the back. She gripped her purse nervously seeing the Six feet, four inches figure standing in front of her showing his back. He was standing in just pants leaving his upper part bare. Nervous gulps passed down her throat continuously sensing the change in the air. The room soon starts to feel suffocated by his presence. and it got more tense when he turned to face her.

He was the embodiment of raw, masculine allure. an insanely handsome man with a presence that demanded attention. His face was rugged and stern, chiseled by life's hardships but exuding an undeniable charisma. His sharp jawline and high cheekbones framed a pair of intense honey-shaded eyes that seemed to see right through you, glinting with a dangerous edge and a hint of mystery.

Her hands start to get sweaty seeing his dominating stare. She felt like he was looking straight into her soul.

His body was a masterpiece of strength and discipline, with a perfect eight-pack that rippled under his skin like a sculpture in motion. Broad shoulders and defined muscles spoke of power and control, every movement precise and calculated.

She felt like time stopped the moment he laid his eyes on her because she couldn't seem to move an inch out of the spot seeing how dangerously his eyes were looking at her. it screams the arrogance and power he holds.

Across his back, a notable tattoo of devil wings spread out, dark and intricate, hinting at a rebellious spirit. The ink differed sharply against his sun-kissed skin, making him appear even more formidable. a man of both beauty and darkness, someone who could captivate and intimidate in equal measure.

"I apologize. It wasn't intentional."

She replied with a low tone without actually knowing how to reply to him. She doesn't have any idea how to speak to him in the first place. Because the person who was standing in front of her has offered billions to have a one night with her. The man who has priced her body without her consent. And she was standing in front of him without even being able to tear off his skin for taking her as prize.

"get on the bed. You were wasting my time."

Her lips thinned hearing the rough tone of him. She clutched her purse tighter at his command. Her tears were fighting to fall out. She couldn't bear the fact it was about to happen. She's gonna lose the possession she's been saving all these years for the special man. She hoped for something to magically happen to save her from this situation. Like someone like Genie, who would appear out of nowhere and get her away from here. hiding her inside the magic lamp.

But no. None of such mythical creatures are gonna save her tonight. She is going to be used and that's the final output. She thought sarcastically while taking a seat on the bed.

At Least he doesn't look as creepy or psycho as she imagined. She was grateful about it in her unfortunate situation.

The moment her bottom touched the mattress she realized, he led her towards the bedroom and waited in front of her to see her get started. accepting her fate, her trembling hands slowly reached the shoulder to slide down the sleeve.

•••

Aaron had been watching her every moment with intriguing eyes. He was somewhere amused by her mute behavior. Because all the time, the escorts would throw themselves into him the moment they reached him. He would feel enough by the time it ends.

It would be a boring session every time because of their fake expressions and actions. every time their company was just to ease him a bit from the pressures he went through. Managing the businesses worth billions wears him off completely sometimes. This short time somewhere helps him to relax. But it would never be satisfying. Today also he expected something like that.

But the Moment his eyes caught the first look of her. He feels something strange. Something different about her aura. It's not the usual nose itching with strong perfumes with fake eyelashes. There's something new about her presence. Her quiet behavior with a nervous posture gives him a new vibe. He was amazed to see how her hands were shaking when she was sliding her sleeves.

When her hands release her shoulder, he is taking a clear look at her this time.

She has a petite, curvy figure standing at five feet tall. Her hazel green eyes are captivating, with a tiny mole adding charm to the corner of her upper lip. Her full lips enhance her striking appearance. Her black hair is straight and sleek, perfectly complementing her Barbie-like skin tone. Her fully arched eyebrows frame her face with elegance, adding to her overall alluring presence.

Her upper body is petite yet shapely, with softly rounded shoulders that gracefully blend into her slender arms. Her collarbones are delicately defined, adding a touch of elegance to her frame. Her chest is modest yet well-proportioned, enhancing her overall curvy silhouette. The satin dress she is wearing, hugging her body like a second skin.

He was captivated by her beauty, especially by how natural it was. Unlike the other girls he'd met before, there was no trace of surgery or enhancements. just pure, unfiltered allure.

Well, that's what amazes him in the first place. She does not look like an escort. She seems to be completely mismatched to the scene.

As she began to remove her dress, he felt something shift within him. It was as if the air grew thicker, charged with an unexpected intensity. His heart raced, and a wave of warmth washed over him, far beyond anything he had anticipated. He had admired her beauty, but seeing her in this vulnerable, intimate moment stirred something deeper. The sight of her natural curves, the way her skin glowed softly in the dim light. it all sparked a fire inside him, an intense and undeniable heat that took him by surprise.

He was surprised by his own change of feelings. He knows it's new and something just took birth. But he didn't mind that at all. Because the intense spread-out moment didn't let him break the spark. He slowly went closer when he saw her sleeve string tangled with her hair.

"Wait! Let me help you!"

He said with a deep intensity taking the string from her hand. His hands slowly worked on ways to free her waving hair from it.. she inhaled a large amount of breath the moment she felt him so close. She clutched the bedsheet tightly feeling his bare chest was touching her almost bare hands. She closed her eyes realizing he had released her hair.

"Lay down!"

Her breath hitched the next moment after hearing his stern command. her body shivered due to the overwhelming anxiety. But she wasn't in the place to resist. She silently lay down on the bed with closed eyes. She decided to keep her eyes closed until he was done with her.

but it seemed to be impossible the moment she felt him take her dress away from her completely. Soon she felt the cold breeze touching her entire self and freezing her on the mattress. She tries to cover herself with a bedsheet, but her hand halts midway at his voice.

"Don't cover yourself. I want to see you completely."

He hushed her while drinking her beauty with his predator's eyes.

He stood at the edge of the bed, his gaze locked on her as she lay on the bed, her body bathed in the soft glow of the night light. She made no effort to cover herself after his command.

her bare skin gleaming like marble, every curve and contour a work of art. He was utterly captivated, lost in the sheer beauty of her form, the rise and fall of her breath drawing him closer, pulling him into a trance. A powerful urge surged through him, a primal desire to claim her, to feel her warmth against him, consuming his thoughts until nothing else existed.

He gently moved between her legs, his breath warm against her skin as he leaned closer. The scent of her, delicate and intoxicating, filled his senses when he nuzzled against her neck. It was subtle yet enough to stir something deep within him, a quiet intensity building inside. He closed his eyes for a moment, savoring the closeness, the softness of her skin beneath his lips, feeling himself drawn further into the moment. It wasn't just desire. It was a deep connection, growing stronger with every heartbeat.

He can't seem to believe, for the first time he is desiring someone. For the first time, it's going to be a different night than the other regular nights.

A silent smirk appeared on his lips seeing her biting her lips nervously. She seemed to be so anxious about their closeness. And he can't seem to understand why she was nervous in the first place.

"Look at me!"

He told her in an almost whispering way. She looked deeply into his eyes. He starts to feel an unspecified feeling again. The nameless feeling he felt for the first time. The growing possessiveness he begins to feel every passing second.

"Look into my eyes when I get inside you."

Her breath stuck beneath the surface hearing his stern order on his raspy voice. It's more like a command.

He sucked his breath when he felt the moisture between her valley with his rigid hard. His hormones reacted in a wild way, feeling how fascinating it was. For a time in history, he is getting the urge to savor the moment with a woman.

He caressed her cheeks with his thumb sensually. He can't seem to be in control after looking deep into her intoxicating eyes. And the first thought strikes into his mind to break the policy he keeps with women. The strict rule he has been holding until today.

He had always vowed never to cross that line, never to kiss any woman on the lips, believing it was a boundary that must not be broken. But at that moment, as the intensity of these emotions overwhelmed him, he couldn't resist any longer.

His resolve shattered, and he pulled her close, capturing her mouth in a deep, passionate kiss. The world around him faded away as he poured all the unspoken words, the forbidden desires, into that kiss, knowing there was no going back from this moment.

He smirked mentally when she started to respond to the kiss with the same intensity. He began to feel the tingling sensation inside his stomach when her hand gripped his biceps to support herself.

For the first time in his thirty four years of life, AARON KNIGHT was devouring a woman in his arms. The intensity and passion that he had never shown to anyone until today.

Soon his hands have worked on pushing the hindrances between them. She shivers feeling the sudden coldness touching her skin. She couldn't move an inch since he was hovering over her completely and savoring her lips with a deep intensity.

Her heart starts to beat like drums when he begins to suck her neck with desire. His actions were getting urged, he seems to be in a rush to taste every inch of her without a miss.

His hardness was poking her painfully, she almost gasped when he released his hardness out of his pants. He stroked her vigina with his hardness before inserting himself inside her deeply.

She holds herself from crying out when the unbearable pain hits her hard on the lower abdomen. He was going deeper with a great force without caring about the fact it was her first time.

Somewhere her silly mind has expected a little gentleness from his side as he has demanded from her for the first time. But he seems to be totally unbothered by it.

Yet she can't ignore the intense heat he was bringing inside her. He was making it hard to not like this moment. She somewhere begins to feel the spark inside her without her permission. And she was ashamed of her own self for feeling such a pull towards the complete stranger.

Only if she knows who he is actually.

Each thrust was powerful and passionate. He was sucking her breasts when he was going deeper inside her. The whole time his eyes were closed, completely devouring the unbelievable pleasure.

This is something he was doing for god sake, he never showed the interest to savor the beauty of the woman who serves him. He always makes sure they keep their hands to themselves on that emotionless ride.

But today. Today was completely blessed, when her nails were digging inside his skin, he was getting more aroused, more harder. He was getting hungrier to each thrust.

After feeling a complete wholesome climax, he falls into her while catching his breath. He can't believe the fact that this is the first time he has completely savored this act. A huge fulfillment and satisfaction spread all over his hormones. He nuzzles the crook of her neck with a touch of gentleness. He begins to leave gentle smooches over her neck.

...

It's over. Now she was no longer the innocent, conservative she used to be. Now she has been marked by him. There's no turning back from this consensual act. She has indeed sold off her virginity for her husband's deal.

"This is your first time?"

She was jerked by his sudden question. She looked at him with an ultimate shock seeing he was sitting beside her with a shock on her face. She didn't realize the fact he had gotten off her and spotted the red stain on the sheet.

He was looking at the scene with an unbelievable shock. He can't digest the fact at all. He was looking at her with disbelief and waiting for her to utter a word.

"What?" She asked him with an unbelievable tone. She couldn't catch what he was asking. Why was he asking such a ridiculous question when this whole damn night he arranged to sell that damn V card to him.

"Are you a virgin?"

"This is your first time?"

He asked her again, this time in a soft tone then the last one. He is completely speechless right now. He can't seem to find a logical explanation for this. He was looking at her with a hint of curiosity. An unknown rush of impatience to hear her answer.

She was looking at him with a clueless expression. She actually didn't have any idea how to proceed with this question. With a lot of questions in mind, she silently nodded her head positively.

Pupils on both eyes dilated wider realising the huge revelation. He can't seem to process the new declaration. Jesus Christ. It can't be. Did he just claim her years of preciousness? Was he the first guy to touch her?

He couldn't help the feeling rising in him, the sudden rush of possessiveness that washed over him as he looked at her. The fact that he was the first one to touch her made him feel even more protective as if he had left some imprint on her that nobody else could erase. He knew that this was just a moment in time, that he couldn't keep her for himself forever, but in that moment, he wanted her all to himself. And the feeling was intense, a mix of desire, protection.

"We need to talk."

He told her with a straight determination. He can't let this go that easily. Because this is something that happened to him for the first time. He quickly rose from the bed and wore off his pants. Millions of thoughts running inside his mind currently. Tension, overwhelming, rush of possessiveness, he can't just name one.

He wants to have a long conversation with her to know how she was a newbie in the first place. He was more tense because, in between the overwhelming desires, he forgot to use the protection. This is something he would never do even in a drunken state. For him, it's a severe situation.

...

Alina was watching his retreat figure with a clueless expression. She needs her own time to understand why this bastard was behaving like all shocked after doing everything. He must be under some drugs.

As she was cursing him under her breath, suddenly her phone buzzed with continuous messages. As soon as she read the message. Her eyeballs almost came out.

..

He went to the washroom to get himself splashed with cold water to calm himself.. after feeling a bit composed, he immediately came out to talk to her. However, what he came to witness was the cold and empty bedroom.

Soon his face hardened out of rage seeing she had already left. Didn't he tell her to wait? Then he immediately called the security of the mansion.

"Do not let the girl leave. Hold her until I come."He ordered his security while wearing his shirt. But the reply he got from there stood him still.

"But, boss. We haven't let any girl inside. And no one has come out of the hotel as well." reply came from their clueless security.

"What the!"

He was shocked by the news. What's that supposed to mean? How come they haven't seen her coming? Then how did she get inside? Under a big dilemma, he went to the surveillance room on his floor. He has his own personal security surveillance around his section. He went through the monitor eagerly.

But to his extreme shock, every camera on the floor was powered off for the last hour. None of her entry or exit was recorded. He bangs his fist against the wall feeling the immense rage. It can't be. Now how is he gonna find her? He stormed out to his room. She hasn't behaved well. She will face the consequences soon. Thinking about it. He took his phone and dialed a number.

"Ethan, you have a task." he said with a deep-down tone. A strong determination ruled in his eyes. Soon he would get her no matter what.

•••

"How dare you, Alina?!" Lucas's voice cut through the room like a blade. His fury was palpable as he shoved her inside the suite, the force of the push making her stumble dangerously close to the wall. "You fucking dare to ruin everything I've worked for!" His words were venomous, dripping with hatred and disbelief.

Terror gripped Alina as she instinctively shrank away from him, her body trembling from the sheer force of his rage. The realization of her mistake hit her like a tidal wave, drowning her in a sea of guilt and confusion.

"I-Lucas, please! It wasn't intentional," she begged, her voice barely a whisper. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she couldn't hold them back. "I-I didn't mean to, I swear. I had the key you gave me. I thought it was the right room."

Her words fell on deaf ears as Lucas's fury only intensified, his chest heaving with barely contained wrath. "Do you have any idea what you've done?" He roared, his voice breaking the air like thunder. "You've cost me fifty billion dollars-do you understand? Fifty billion! Because of your reckless mistake!"

Alina flinched at his words as if each one was a physical blow. He slammed his fist against the wall with such force that the room seemed to tremble. She could feel the madness radiating off him, a storm ready to swallow her whole.

"You'll pay for this," Lucas spat through gritted teeth, his finger stabbing the air, pointing directly at her face with such venom it felt like a curse. "You'll pay, Alina. You have no idea the hell you've unleashed."

With a final, guttural roar, Lucas stormed out of the room, slamming the door so violently it rattled the walls. The sound of the door slamming behind him echoed in her ears, a painful reminder of the nightmare unfolding around her.

Alina crumpled to the floor, the weight of her shame, guilt, and fear crushing her from every direction. She sat there, her sobs racking her body uncontrollably. Her head sank into her hands, tears blurring her vision.

Why? The question screamed in her mind, but there were no answers. She banged her head softly against the wall, her body wracked with heart-wrenching sobs, as if punishing herself for the disaster she had caused. Why was her life falling apart so violently?

Just hours ago, she had been dressed to please her husband's client, thinking she was merely playing the part of a miserable wife. But fate had twisted her into a reckless mistake. a night spent with a man she didn't even know. And now, she was trapped in a nightmare of her own making.

How could I be so stupid? she thought bitterly. She had been used, manipulated, and now the repercussions were too catastrophic to comprehend. Her husband's wrath would be the least of her worries.

She pressed her hand against her chest, as if trying to stop the ache there, the feeling of hopelessness that threatened to consume her. Why was she the pawn in a game she never asked to play?

As her cries became softer, a chilling realization began to seep into her mind. The man she had spent the night with, the man she had thought was a stranger client, was a hideously strange person, who she had given herself willingly. knowingly or unknowingly she has spent a one night stand with him.

Only if she knew, the person she had given upon herself was the most ruthless, powerful Multi billionaire of this era.

The Elder Son of Knight clan,

Her own Brother in law.

Her stomach twisted in fear as she remembered the encounter. Little did she know, the man she had given herself to was the very person who could destroy her life with a single word.