Chapter 8

Angela’s POV.

The maids took me by force into my boss's room. They bathed me and dressed me in a red nightgown and locked me in here.

The nightgown I'm wearing is very short, transparent, and revealing. They didn't even allow me to wear panties and a bra.

I sat on the edge of the bed, wiping my tears. My heart beat rapidly. Fear and helplessness gripped me firmly. I felt like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

I immediately stood up as someone unlocked and opened the door. I saw my boss walking into the room. When he saw me, he couldn't tear his gaze from me. His eyes sparkled devilishly as they examined me.

I breathe in fear as he stood facing me. He then wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him. His eyes fixed on mine. I felt his warm breath on my face.

“You are so beautiful. I wanna f*ck you so bad right now,” he said in a raspy voice.

A chill ran down my spine as his fingers caressed my cheek. My heart beats faster and faster as he moves his gaze slowly to my lips and holds my chin. I closed my eyes tightly as he kissed my lips lustfully.

I stood still, clutching the skirt of my nightgown; I let him rape my lips.

He let go of my lips and looked me in the eye. “Not fight anymore? Give up already?” he asked teasingly.

“Sir, will you let me go if I give you what you want?” I asked desperately.

He smiled at me. “If you satisfy me, then I will let you go."

I fell silent after hearing what he said. I told myself I could never win his game. He's an enemy I can't defeat. Sooner or later, he will get my body. Just give him what he wants and he will let me go and forget about me forever.

He then sat on the bed with his eyes fixed on mine. “What are you waiting for? Take off your nightgown and serve me now,” he said in a deep voice.

I had no choice but to obey his orders. I then took off my nightgown and let it fall to the floor.

His eyes shine with passion as he admires my body from head to toe. His breathing became heavy as he waited for my next move.

I then forced my feet to step and sat on his lap with my hands on his shoulders. It startled me when I felt the bulge in his suit pants against my pussy. He stifled his moan as I accidentally moved my pelvis forward, rubbing his erection.

I didn't dare to move again, nervously averting his eyes. I feel embarrassed and scared. I've never done this before.

He held my chin, making me look into his eyes. “You've never done this before, right? Then I will teach you about this world,” he said, his tone low.

He tucked his hand behind my neck and pressed his lips to mine. He sucked my lower lip. His tongue slipped into my mouth, exploring inside, tasting every bit of me.

I tried not to push his chest when his lips kissed my neck and down my breasts. I held my breath in pain as his hands squeezed my breasts while his mouth sucked, nibbled, and licked my nipples greedily.

He then laid me on the bed. His lustful eyes stared at my pussy. He took off all his clothes. My heart was beating uncontrollably I was afraid to see his big, long cock that was ready to torture my pussy.

I gripped the bedsheet tightly, breathing nervously as he spread my thighs. I held my breath with my body, shivering as he licked my clit and around my entrance.

I bit my lip as I stifled my moan while struggling with my feelings. No man has ever touched my pussy before. I felt pleasure, shyness, and also fear.

He then wiped his lips with his thumb and lifted my legs apart. I was in so much pain as his hard cock penetrated my pussy. My virgin blood dripped down my thigh and fell on the bedsheet.

“F*ck! You taste so good. So tight,” he said, moaning as he rubbed his cock deep into my pussy.

I closed my eyes while enduring the pain; I can't do anything and can only hope this will end soon.

He kept moving, pushing, rubbing, and moaning with a heavy breath. He really enjoyed my pussy. Time seems to have stopped ticking. I don’t know how long he’s been torturing my pussy.

I tried to look into his eyes. “Please... stop... I beg you," I pleaded with tears.

He moved quickly, thrusting inside me. His body suddenly shivered, breathing raggedly. “F*ck!” he said, moaning. I felt the warm liquid squirt inside my pussy.

He then lay weakly beside me while catching his breath.

I tried to stop crying; I kept telling myself that I have to stay strong. I can get through this. He has got what he wants and he will release me from his grip.

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Vincent never thought that he would get what he really wanted so easily. Angela is so silly to believe that Vincent will let her go.

The devil will never release his angel from his grip because she already has his heart.