SOLD INNOCENCE, ONE NIGHT STAND WITH A TYRANT

CHAPTER 1: SOLD INNOCENCE, ONE NIGHT STAND WITH A TYRANT

WARNING FOR 18+ This may involve scenes that is not appropriate for a young reader.

Everything was a mess, even Iwas in the state of shock for what happened. The large bed in the presidential suite I was lured in was crumpled, evidently suggesting about what occurred last night.

Clothes lay on the floor, tattered dress, undergarments, socks and shoes thrown carelessly.

Anna felt fear while staring at the man’s godly features, although his eyes was glaring at her viciously. His gaze are intense as if he wanted to kill her and the coldness coming from them sent chills to the bone.

He was mad, he was beyond furious as he clutch her wrist—hard.

“You fucking wrench! How dare you tricked me?!” He didn’t, she was the one who had been tricked by her own parents.

“Get the hell out of here or I will fucking tear you into shreds!” His voice thunders across the room.

“Ouch!” Anna flinched, when he harshly let go of her hand.

A throbbing pain made her fumbled, but she worries more than that.

She felt betrayed, used and now—she fears for her life. Glaring red marks appeared over the delicate skin on her wrist from where the man holds her. Tears fell from her eyes as her whole body shakes.

She was more than terrified for her life upon knowing who he is. The man before her was Romanov Salvador, the most ruthless tyrant and billionaire. Rumors had it he was brutal, anybody who provoke him meet ends that was ruthless. Romanov is man who shows no mercy.

His enemy dies a painful death, but today, Anna di not enter the wrong room, she actually went here to end her life, she come to die!

In fact, she planned everything from the start—she wanted to make it known that she slept with Romanov, and her whole family who betrayed and sold her would get punished along.

She wanted to punished them.

In a desperate attempt, this is where she found herself, when her father brought her to an old man in exchange of money. He gave her, but Anna manage to runaway and escape, blinded by fury, she found herself on this luxury hotel, and heard about Romanov.

Anna gulps down her fears, she throw herself at him and wrapped her arms around his muscular torso, her small, yet slender hands trembled as she took off his shirt.

Romanov was stunned.

For over thirty years, he had never once shown interest in women— he hated them, he was repulse at how weak they are. He as disgusted towards them upon one experience. And he never have imagined that with this woman’s deliberate teasing… he actually felt something different!

He laugh icily, “Just don’t regret it, woman.”

Romanov rip apart the only thing that was hiding everything from his prying eyes.

Anna’s eyes widened.

No way! He should have gotten mad, and ordering his mean to kill me! She thought, taken aback, when Romanov bitten down viciously on the fair skin of her shoulders.

She let out a loud shaky gasp.

He pressed his lips to her. His long fingers retrained her chin and she was left with no choice, even as her very breath was encroached upon, every thoughts that was running inside her head was reduced to a puddle.

As night eventually became day, Anna sneaked away before Romanov woke up, but even when she turned her back…it was ironic that she didn’t feel any regret at all…in her heart.

When she returned back to the mansion, the Mason family was dressed brightly, dazzling as they laugh with the guest.

Her family was having a party after what they did to her.

One of the guest noticed her.

“Eww, why are you dresses so poor, my dear?”

Her clothes are thorn, tattered, and she could clearly understand her disgust, but Anna have another matter to attend to.

She ignored the woman and cut through the crowd. When she finally stood in front of the Mason’s, the rest of them looked at her with contempt and her father was scowling at her as if she was a disgraced.

They looks like a family.

This was the family who readily kicked her into hell.

They used the excuse that they had raised and supported Anna for the whole 20 years, they sold her off for a billion dollars to a perverted old man named Mr. Diogracia.

Anna wanted to laugh at their reaction.

They did not expect that she would return her alive and well, did they?

She didn’t just survive and made her way back, but Anna brought the Mason a present… by offending Romanov Salvador.

Her adopted father stalked her, he looks caught off guard to see her here, glaring at her, “How dare you come back?!” He roared.

“Why wouldn’t I?” Anna sneered. “But what a shame—I spoiled your promises fortune, worried that Mr. Diogracia would come after you father?”

SLAP.

“You ungrateful wench! We’ve raised you, and now that it’s finally time for you to repay us, but you couldn’t even do that?! It was just a simple task, Anna!” Anna’s mother shot back, disbelief.

Anna laughs bitterly in spite of the pain on her cheeks that was throbbing. Her father slapped her hard.

“Oh god, Mom. Don’t be so surprised, she was dressed in rags…I wonder how many have touched her.” Her sister eyes her with loathsome eyes. “Now leave, Anna. Don’t further embarrassed our family, we have enough of you.”

She gave Anna a look of disgust, and an utter disdain.

To everyone else, the Masons were simply gathered together, but none of them knows it was a conspiracy to murder! Selling her to that old geezer—even if they knew who he was, Anna knew that they are plotting for her death.

She had given everything for her family, but only to suffer a most tragic betrayal.

When she escape that old man’s clutch, Anna promised herself that she wouldn’t let those who wronged her run free.

One reason why she offended the tyrant Romanov Salvador and now she’s waiting for him to rise up, and crushed the Masons.

Now, Anna felt neither misery nor fear, those stinking mouths of her family before her were already walking corpses, their doom decided.

“You can all threatened me, but you won’t have the chance to hurt me anymore.” She said calmly.

As she turn to leave, her mother was fed up. She reached out and grab Anna’s wrist. Her class lost, she was baring her teeth.

“I won’t let you escape this time how dare you mock us and threatened us after what we have done?!” Her face was red of anger. “You are going to do what we wanted you to, and we are bringing you back to that old man!”

Anna matched her fury, she glowered back as she shook her mother’s hand, “Keep your hands off of me, before I forget that you are my mother.”

“You are really trying to be brave now, Anna?” Her mother taunt her.

Anna could feel her nails digging across her flesh. She let out a cry that startled everyone.

“Anna? Are you alright, my dear?”

Her father was quick to react, and quickly move to blocked them from the guest, who were peering curiously.

“Excuse us! We are just having some family matters to attend to.”

Once they heard him insist, everyone was quick to give up and ignored it.

When he looked back again to Anna, his smile disappeared

“Now you, we have a lot to discuss.” He grabbed her by the arm and dragged her firmly to the living room where there were no outsiders.

Then, he slapped her again viciously on the face.

“You bitch! Are you trying to fight back now, huh?!” He bellowed with rage. “Our family had raised you, so consider it paying a debt to be sold off, but you are being insolent!”

SLAP.

When he slapped her again it sent Anna on the floor with her bleeding lips.

Nearby, her sister, Natasha was smiling from ear to ear as if she enjoyed the show. But she really enjoyed seeing Anna getting the beating from their father.

“Yes, Daddy! She needed to be disciplined! What about ruining that ugly face she has so that she won’t try to runaway because of shame?” Natasha chuckled.

Anna’s heart skip a beat.

“You’re right, honey.” Mathew Mason was ready to do just that, when her mother stop him.

“Wait! Don’t do it!”

“What are you doing, Mommy?! Are you siding with that wench?!” Natasha cried in disbelief.

Ellen spat in disdain. “Why would I side with her? I just remembered that she’s still Mr. Diogracia’s possession—what if he demands a refund if she’s hurt here, in our own home?”

“You’re right.” Mathew stopped. “We still needed her face. You—locked her up to the basement and wait for us, I’ll return her to Mr. Diogracia myself.”

Two of the butlers seize her on their arms and pulled Anna, but in spite of being left in such misery, her expression remain hard.

“I’ll just wait for your deaths downstairs!” she said before she was gone from sight, her gaze sweeping across them icily.

That made Natasha to fumed. “Look at her! She was still mocking us! What if she tried to runaway again?! That bitch! We needed to send her back. NOW!”

“Don’t worry, honey.” Mathew reassured her daughter. “She have nowhere to run. As I have told you, she will be dead tomorrow, because tonight, I am sure that Mr. Diogracia won’t let her live for being so stubborn.”

The basement door was slammed loudly, Anna merely sat in a corner, a smile of relief forming over her lips.

They really think that scaring her would save them all? How wrong they are, because he is not yet done with them.

‘I’ll be seeing you in hell!’

“Here’s all the information that you are asking, Mr. Salvador.” Romanov’s assistant passed him an envelop.

Romanov’s facial features beneath his black hair was dark and sinister. Coupled with his black shirt, his sheer presence was severe and imposing like the tyrant he is. Feared by many just like how he wanted it to be.

But no one had imagined that he would be tricked—on to of all that, an ordinary woman!

His icy glare swept across Anna’s photography on the paper, “Her name is Anna Mason? Anna Mason. Well done, Anna…”

A terrible threat on his voice was audible.

He wouldn’t let her slipped easily and go back to her life without facing the cost of her action. Romano would gave her a taste of her own medicine that she seeks most, a kiss of death until she was crushed, broken and was begging for his mercy.

Anna had humiliated him.

The corners of his lips curled into a smile as he read through the details about the Mason(s) over the last few years. Anna was no different to those women he had seen, they snuggled for wealth and power. And yet… she was the first one who got him made him feel rather differently.

A storm brewed over his gaze. Romano snarled, his knuckles turned white as he glared, “How can she pull a stunt like this?”

He slammed the papers down as he breathe heavily, “Go. Send our men, and I wanted you to bring her here. NOW.”

“Yes, Sir.” “And don’t let anyone find out that I’m the one taking her away.” His lips arched into a dangerous angle, curving with contempt and disdain.

Does she think that jumping me makes her Mrs. Salvador, and in turn destroy the Masons? He chuckled darkly once left alone.

Dream on, Anna. I’ll make you wish you were dead!