Abducted By The Billionaire

He didn't pay attention to her pleading. It went on, and she then heard him pull the belt off his pants. Her dim eyes widened as she felt the belt tie too tightly around her wrist. He took a step away from her and took off his clothes. She tried but failed to get out of bed. Her body was worn out from crying and screaming. She was shocked and shaken when she saw his hulking manhood. She struggled to get out of bed as her confusion worsened. She kicked him again and again, but he only grabbed her thighs. "Stop there, please, I'm begging you!" She didn't give up hope of convincing him to change his mind. She doesn't care about his six-pack abs. He forcibly parted her thigh as his gaze deepened. "I like it better when you beg, sweety." He suddenly thrust his manhood inside of her. She cried out in pain, her eyes brimming once again with tears. It's gone! She cherished her virginity. The thing she had cared about for the past 23 years! She was saving it as a gift for her future husband

The slap she delivered did not jolt him, but it did darken his features. She was terrified again. She stepped back and resumed her previous position. She had forgotten that the man in front of her was a lunatic who was feared by all. He could have killed her right now, which terrified her even more. "Now that you know who I am, eat!" She screamed back at him when he yelled at her. Fear almost caused her to pass out. She shook her head. "I’m not going to!" And what he did next caught her off guard. Cuhen Malcogn threw the tray, and the food scattered. His face is dark and irritable, as if he is upset. Her tears started flowing again. No! "Damn you, lady!" he yelled as he stormed out. If the door hadn't been solidly built, it would have given up for a long time because he would close the door loudly every time he left. But no matter how hard she tried to think of a first step if she could still escape, she couldn't come up with one. Her stomach was churning, and she was hungry. She

"This time, you'll eat what I made." The man walked in the door with a blank look on his face, and said, "Don't attempt to flee from me once more or you might regret it." Its voice cautions her. She couldn't help but wonder, "W-why did you save me?" It's up to him whether he snaps at her once more and tosses the food tray into the air. "Simple..." he said, placing the food on her bed. His gaze fixated on her. "I'm a sucker for dirty games." She burst out crying. Here we go with the tears again. Why can't she accept that the man standing in front of her is heartless and insane? "A man like you... You have no heart!" "Yeah, I am," he simply replied, "What's new?" She couldn't help but say, "You're nuts, Mr. Malcogn. What's new is that you're a man with a splinter in his head! Why don't you try going to a mental hospital and getting treated for your insanity?!" What she said made no impression on him. He looked cold and seemed bored with her behavior. "I'll follow your suggestion a

Ellah's entire body hurt when she awoke the next day. She noticed she wasn't tied any longer and that a blanket was wrapped around her, but she was still naked underneath. She had no idea if Cuhen slept close to her. The last thing she remembered before falling asleep last night was his love for his fiancée, which crushed her heart. She sighed bitterly and slapped herself many times, hard to believe she had lost herself last night. She should only give her body to her fiance. She felt pain in her vagina when she went to the restroom with caution. She took a long, hard look at herself in the mirror. Her eyes welled up with tears, and she couldn't stop crying in the bathroom by herself. Her mind is filled with many thoughts that cross her head, but she has no answers to help her clear them. She didn't know how long she'd been crying in the bathroom. When she dried her tears, her eyes and head hurt, so she decided to take a bath. She caressed her body as she let the water flow. When she

THE NEXT morning, when Cuhen entered the home, she was astonished to see his bloodied fist. His hair was untidy, his clothing damp, and it was clear that he had been up all night. She’s looking at him with worry. On the stairs, he went to pass her, but her hand shot out and grabbed his right. She was afraid of the man, but she couldn't help but wonder, "W-what happened to your hand?" What happened to him, and where was he last night? "Go away!" He shoved her away, and because she was weak, she slumped against the wall. She felt pained, but she knew Cuhen's hand hurt considerably more. She wanted to help him with his hand, but he went upstairs and banged the door to his room firmly. She decided to make breakfast and dragged herself to the kitchen. She must eat to keep her body alive. Cuhen also didn't mind her stealing food from the refrigerator. She makes a simple breakfast. She enjoys cooking, so she has some experience in the kitchen. She ate the food quickly and rushed to her r