Chap 5: A steamy trade between Steven and me.

Then Steven dragged me to another room; the surrounding space was all gray; looking around appeared a dark color, dim light, fanciful. I clenched my fist to become calmer as I faced him. 

He stared at me like he wanted to pierce my heart. Seeing that look in his eyes made the hairs on the back of my neck shiver. Steven gave me a scornful smile at my words. He seems to think I'm some kind of no-nonsense person, but I still try to hold my head high to retain some of my pride, even though I know what's going to happen to me.

“Diana, I gave you one last chance to run away from this place. But it seemed that she purposely did not want to leave. As expected, you are not an ordinary person.”

I nodded firmly in response to Steven's question. Although I know starting this job is somewhat dangerous and having to stop studying at university temporarily. Later, when I pay off all this debt, I will continue my study path, go to another place, and start a new life. I will bury my past; I don't want anyone to know; I once sold my body to a rich man to pay off a debt for myself.

Steven lifts my chin; he squints at me like he's examining an item, his eyes transparent with contempt and mockery.

I clenched my fist, looked at him with evil eyes, and said firmly, "I don't need you to pity me. I only regret that I misjudged you. Turns out, he, like other rich people, just saw people like me as a joke. It's disgusting."

He heard my words; his face was still as cold as ice. Steven raises his eyebrows, his face full of hatred for me. He said sarcastically, "You're different from any other woman I've ever met."

"What do you mean?" I asked harshly.

He flashed a dangerous smile, "How can I make you understand?"

Steven walks around me like he's trying to irritate me, then he stops behind me and whispers in my ear, making me shiver and feel itchy. "You are a superior version of other women. You've managed to get my attention again."

I turn to look at Steven, my lips accidentally touching the side of his cheek. But I swear, I didn't do this on purpose; my heart felt like it would explode from my chest when I bumped into Steven. Just as I turned my face away, he grabbed the back of my neck and pressed his lips directly to mine. He devoured my lips as if he were eating a candy bar in front of his bodyguards and residents.

His hand has since slipped inside my shirt and caressed my breasts. Although I was swept away by the overwhelming emotion Steven was creating; I didn't feel at all comfortable when he and I were doing this right out on the street. I tried to push him away from me, saying in a gasp: "Don't do it here. If you want me, come inside."

"Okay. If you're ready, serve me well." Steven took my hand and pulled me into the mansion as soon as he finished speaking. This time, he did not take me to the room yesterday but to another room. Then directly pushed me into the large and soft bed. Before I could sit up, he immediately grabbed me, pressing me down violently. Steven took off his vest and said:

"Diana, I gave you a chance to run away from this place. But you gave it up and chose to stay here. Don't regret it later."

His words were filled with danger that made me feel insecure and anxious. I gripped the bed sheet tightly, waiting for this man's invasion.

I looked at him with steady eyes and said emphatically, "I won't regret it."

My words provoke Steven's lust; I see this in his eyes. Suddenly, my clothes were easily torn by him. Next, he untied the tie around his neck and tied my hands tightly. I began to feel fear, trembling as his firm hand caressed my body.

I closed my eyes because I couldn't face this scene. Steven is slowly enjoying my body. I pursed my lower lip to suppress a feeling of pleasure invading me.

"Open your mouth, Diana." Steven was leading me, and his greedy lips suddenly pressed down on mine.

I could feel his heart pounding hard in my chest. Not only that, but I also smelled the gentle scent of tulips from this man's body. I used to love the smell of tulips, but in this situation, it really makes me hate it. I clenched my fists and wished I could get out of here. My head went blank as Steven bit my bottom lip and whispered lustfully.

I was startled when he used his finger to delve into my most secret place. Sharp pain is taking over me because it's been too long since I've had sex with any man. I can't take it anymore whenever he thrusts his finger deep inside me.

"That's hurt! Get your hands off of me. Get off of me!" I opened my eyes to Steven and screamed. His actions were like torturing my body.

He didn't stop and looked at me with eyes filled with lust. "I thought you were used to this? Or are you trying to put on a show for me? Huh? Your expression was fake. Even so, you have successfully stimulated my lust. Because your body is so beautiful and sexy."

His words were full of contempt; he was arrogant and gave me a smile when he insulted me. I swallowed all the anger in my heart. Maybe he thinks I'm a talented woman in the art of "falling in love," and all my reactions now are just a hoax to increase his pleasure.

I didn't hold back either, avoiding his kiss and saying in an insolent tone: "If you see me as dirty, why do you want to have sex with me? You have so much money; there is no shortage of beautiful women who are willing to give themselves to you. Even if you want virgin girls, it will be too easy. Am I right?"

Steven furrowed his brows at me, a look of displeasure on his face. Looking into his eyes, I knew he was angry because of what I had just said. Then, his lips curled up in a cold smile; he said in a sharp voice: "Because only this job can help you earn money to pay my debt. Normally I wouldn't mess with a woman like you. So don't be too arrogant because you have no value at all in my eyes."

His words really annoyed me; he turned me into a dirty and cheap person. I bite my lower lip, shivering as Steven brings his mouth to one of the nipples, sucking and sucking so profoundly into the roof of my mouth that I scream, and he is indulging in sexual pleasure.

Then he withdrew his hand from that place of mine, looking at me with a scornful smile: "Looking away at Diana, it was still her body that was more honest.

Moments later, I saw Steven put a condom on the hideous thing. It stood up, causing me to panic. I felt like I had stopped breathing; I didn't know what I would do if that thing hit me. I quickly turned my face away, not daring to imagine what would happen next.

"No, Steven. I don't want to. You're forcing me to do something I didn't volunteer for. Get the hell out of my body." I shouted in helplessness. I struggled like a rabbit in the hands of a beast.

But Steven ignored my reaction; he said in a joking tone, "You're looking forward to it, aren't you, Diana?"

"No. I don't…Ah, Dammit! that hurts!" I felt that mysterious part of me being ripped apart as he put it roughly inside me. A tingling sensation spread throughout my body, causing my body to tense up. Now I know why after spending my first time with this man, that part of me hurts so much.

"Open your eyes!" Steven ordered me. I tried to hold back tears from falling, endured the pain in my lower body, and opened my eyes to look at the man in front of me. Although I don't like Steven's brutality, I can't deny that he has a magnificent and toned body. He was like a sculpture of God, so perfect that any woman who looked at him would fall in love.

"Damn it! In you too tight! Loosen up!" Steven growls in my ear. But what can I do at this point? The pain makes me numb. He was on top of me, the beast blocking my heat. My dreamy eyes suddenly opened wide; the feeling of fear caused a deep resistance in my heart. He lowered his head and swallowed my lips. He raised my legs high and leaned forward. The beast that was as strong as a buffalo slowly and without hesitation attacked my stronghold step by step. My body also trembled violently because of that.

Steven started to move that thing in me. He goes in and out like waves crashing on the shore and then out again into the open sea. His eyes were now filled with those of wild beasts. I gasped in response to Steven's frantic kiss. At this point, he untied me, but I had no strength left to fight this man. Our bodies were filled, swaying constantly, faster and faster.

I felt like a sunflower, completely melted in his arms; my eyes were half-closed, and my mind was soon no longer awake. His powerful attacks shattered me; my consciousness was also destroyed, burning all my senses. I could only lie still like a log, no matter what he did. I just know that my whole body is in pain.

Perhaps in this transaction, only Steven is the one who achieves pleasure, and I am the opposite. It's more like torture to my body. My arms wrapped around him tightly, the tips of my nails digging into his flesh, leaving two red marks on his back to endure what he was doing to me.

I fell asleep at some point because I was so tired. When I woke up, Steven was no longer with me. A feeling of loneliness and alienation surrounded me. Seeing my body covered with traces of the last sex makes me feel dirty myself.

At things through Steven's perspective.

I drank a lot of alcohol to forget about Diana's beautiful face and seductive body. Diana's words partly influenced my saving her and making that offer. This was the first time I wavered in front of a strange woman that was not the girl I once loved.

I initially hated gangsters and even those associated with them, but I did everything against my reason. Even though I saved Diana from them, the fact that I have a grudge against her has not changed. Is it possible that I still have nostalgia for my ex, so I saved Diana? Impossible. She also gave up my deep love for a gangster. She is a traitor; she broke my heart and lost faith in love.

Maybe Diana is precisely the same as her, who used all kinds of tricks to get my love and also found ways to leave me. Diana was exactly the same as she used all kinds of tricks to get my love and also tried to leave me. The main thing of these types of women who have relations with these gangsters is to take all the money from rich people like me, then run away. Diana's purpose for staying here was evident. Perhaps she saw that I was too rich, so she chose to stay and sell her body to have a prosperous life. This really made me loathe the person she was.

Diana is a person full of intrigue and cunning. I guessed the drama that Diana had set up and waited for me to fall prey to her love trap. After I fell in love with Diana, she would be happy, fondle me until she got what she wanted, and then take away the other's trust and go to another guy. In the end, I will be mercilessly dumped by her. So this time, I decided to make Diana feel what suffering is, to expose her fake face; even if I spend a lot of money, I have to do it.