Introduction
Chapter 1
"Ouch..."
Early in the morning!
Awakened by the dazzling sunlight, Claire Tong opened her eyes while feeling a splitting headache.
What she saw was a strange room, and down there were clothes scattered all over the floor.
With her eyes widely open, she used one hand to support her back, trying her best to recall what happened last night.
She was knocked unconscious. She really had no memory of what happened last night.
At this moment, there was not even a single trace of cloth on her body. The faint burning sensation of pain on her body stimulated her nerves.
No matter how dull she was, she should know what had happened.
Enduring the pain in her body, Claire pulled the quilt over and wrapped herself tightly in it.
The air was still filled with the feeling of desolation.
Having overheard her stepmother calling her mother a mistress, she was angry and let her younger brother, who had been teasing her, fall off the balcony.
Then, she was knocked out.
When she woke up, she was in this hotel.
Claire pushed the quilt away angrily and got off the bed. She picked up her clothes in a hurry. Suddenly, a watch fell down...
On the back of the chair, there was a man's suit jacket...
Claire was so angry. She threw the watch to the wall. He had taken away her innocence, did he leave his watch as a trade?
Go to hell!
Her legs were sticky and uncomfortable. She went to the bathroom. In the mirror, she could see herself with a swollen face.
Both of her eyes were black and purple, and the eye sockets were swollen. At this moment, her original beautiful almond eyes became slits.
Claire Tong looked at her swollen face and recalled the scene of being beaten by the stepmother and her daughter the day before. She was scared and resentful.
Which bastard was so thirsty that could even do it on a woman with such a horrible face? He was simply a beast.
Clarie ruthlessly scrubbed herself multiple times, as if she wanted to wash off a layer of her skin. Only then, she stretched her slender legs and left the hotel.
Ten minutes later, another door of the room opened, and a charming and beautiful young girl came out.
The girl with a satisfied face walked quickly to Clarie Tong's room. She took out a room card from her bag and opened the door.
Looking at the messy on the bed, she smiled viciously.
Then, she lifted the quilt forcefully, and there were blood drops on the white sheets. She gritted her teeth and said, "She was indeed a virgin. It seems that she has been with Kevin for two years but nothing has happened. That's great. If Kevin knows that she is not clean, he will definitely kick Claire Tong away."
Just as Alice Tong was about to take her mobile phone to shoot off the evidence of the room and show it to her mother.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
Alice was shocked, she walked to the door with a guilty conscience. She opened the peephole and peeked outside.
"Who is that? What are you doing?" Alice Tong took out an imposing manner and asked.
"I am here on behalf of my Young Master to thank you for saving his life." The man outside said respectfully and politely.
Alice Tong was stunned. When she heard the word "thank you", she immediately opened the door.
The man outside the door gestured to the two bodyguards in black behind him, and the two men immediately rushed in.
"Hey, what are you guys doing…" Alice was so scared as her face soon turned pale with fear.
"Don't worry Miss, we are only confirming that my Young Master did indeed spend the night in this room." The man still maintained his polite attitude.
"Your Young Master?" Alice's eyes widened a little.
At this time, two bodyguards walked out quickly. One of them was holding a suit jacket, while the other man had a watch on his hand.
The young man took it and looked it over, then respectfully gave Alice a name card: "This is my Young Master's name card. Congratulations, this Young Master will help you realize any of your wishes."
"Who is your Young Master?" Alice hesitated but still reached out her hand to take over the name card.
"Dempsey!" The man enunciated the name unambiguously.
Alice was stunned!
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Shane Blackwood is his name.
And he's a monster.
He's toxic, cruel and psychotic beyond your wildest imagination.
I knew all this.
And yet, I signed that stupid agreement.
And now... he owns me.
Completely.
There's no escape.
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