2024-08-21 09:42:07A woman woke up with a pounding headache, her body feeling heavy and sluggish.
As she shifted slightly, she was shocked to find a naked stranger lying next to her.
WTF?!
She jolted awake, freezing in place.
Panic started to rise as she tried desperately to remember how she ended up in a stranger's bed.
Then, a terrifying realization hit her—she was naked and no longer a virgin.
Just then, the man stirred, his dark eyes fluttering open and locking onto hers.
“Wow, last night was incredible. Want to keep going?”
He sat up casually, completely at ease, his flawless body on full display.
He grabbed a bottle of water from the bedside table and offered it to her.
“Here, drink this. You must be thirsty. We can pick up where we left off if you’re up for it.”
Unable to contain her fear and anger any longer, the woman’s hand moved on its own, slapping him hard across the face.
“Who are you? How did I end up here? What have you done to me?”
The man, Alexander Leonhart, blinked, his cheek stinging from the slap.
He looked at the woman in front of him—a mesmerizing beauty with silky hair and a body that radiated perfection.
Her face was a storm of anger and panic, but her very presence made his desire stir once again.
“You!” The woman, Sophia Lancaster, screamed as she saw something rising on the man. “You better tell me who you are!”
“Calm down!” Alex stared at her.
“You ran to me and asked me to sleep with you. Don’t you remember?”
“Impossible,” Sophia denied, shaking her head vehemently.
It was impossible that she would chase after a man, especially a stranger.
“You must have done something to me!”
She felt the rough texture of the blanket against her bare skin.
Confusion and fear swirled in her mind as she looked around the room, her eyes darting frantically.
The man’s old military backpack and plain clothes caught her attention—nothing in this hotel room indicated wealth.
The smartphone on the nightstand was a cheap one with a cracked screen.
With one glance, Sophia realized the man she had slept with was far from wealthy, just an ordinary man who struggled daily to make ends meet.
"Watch your accusations," Alex said calmly.
"I'm a gentleman, and I would never force anyone. You were the one who came to me, hugged me, kissed me, and begged me to sleep with you."
Sophia’s eyes wide opened.
“Liar!”
“This is my hotel room. You can check the CCTV if you want—see if you came here or if I kidnapped you.”
Sophia didn’t believe a word the man was saying, but suddenly, a memory flashed before her eyes.
She was supposed to have a meeting with Calvin Lecter, the CEO of a rival company, to discuss the ongoing price war that was causing her business to suffer.
She had thought they were meeting to find a solution, but it turned out Calvin had nasty intentions from the start.
He had drugged her, hoping to take advantage of her.
She remembered managing to escape with the help of his bodyguard, but as she ran from them, she stumbled across a man opening a door.
Desperate, she had hoped to hide in his room for a while.
But the drug Calvin had given her was a potent aphrodisiac, which made her desires flare uncontrollably.
A sudden sharp headache hit Sophia as the memories flooded back.
"Oh no! How could this happen?"
"Do you remember now?" Alex smirked. "You were the one begging."
“Shut up!” Sophia’s face turned bright red with shame and fury.
Under the drug’s influence, everything had seemed to make sense at the time, but now, everything felt so wrong. “Damn it!”
“Listen, I’m a gentleman,” Alex offered sincerely, trying to make amends. “I took your virginity. I’ll marry you. How about that?”
Sophia scoffed, her disbelief mixing with disgust.
“You want to marry me? Do you even know who I am?”
She was one of the top beauties in Vancouver, with a rising career as a young CEO.
Wealthy men were something she’d never run out of, and yet here was this poor man, trying to use this situation to bind her with marriage.
He was clearly just another parasite, hoping to latch onto a wealthy woman like her and live off her success.
“Well, I just arrived in Vancouver this afternoon, so I don’t know anyone here yet,” Alex said earnestly.
“But I can assure you, you won’t need to worry about anything for the rest of your life if you marry me.”
Sophia scoffed again, her disdain clear.
“With your old military backpack? And those scars on your body? I guess you’re some low-rank soldier, just returned from a warzone. Your one month’s salary wouldn’t even cover my expenses for a single day.
And you dare ask to marry me?!”Sophia was furious!
How shameless this man was!
“Believe me,” Alex said, his voice low and firm, “I’m not what you think. I’m more powerful than any man you’ve ever met.”
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Chapter 830
The nightclub strip was all neon and noise. Men in paper masks with glitter on them spilled out of doorways, singing."Not those!" The Count was grey on the back seat, one hand under his ribs. "A white one. A doctor. Find me the doctor!"A young man in a white party mask stumbled past the car. The Count threw the door open and caught him by the sleeve."You! Are you a doctor?"The young man pushed up his mask. Under it he was about nineteen, and very drunk. "I'm an accountant, mister."The Count let go and fell back on the seat.The driver rang every number in the Count's phone. Barons. Bankers. The mayor, who answered with his mouth full. Nobody knew the mask's name. Nobody had ever seen his face.At last a Morgan footman picked up, half asleep. "The mask, sir? He comes and goes with one woman. A Ms. Vale. From Halcyon.""Halcyon." The Count opened his eyes. "Drive. Run every light."They ran four.---At that hour the Harbour Exchange was asleep. One bright lamp burned in the empty
Chapter 829
The Seacrest stood on the Westmere cliff like a white ship that had run aground and decided to stay. Its roof restaurant hung over the bay, all glass and little gold lamps.On the second evening, Count Roger Stone of Ashcliff gave a dinner there.Everybody came. The harbour families. Two barons from up the coast. The mayor, who had not missed a free dinner in eleven years.At the Count's right hand, pink and shining, sat Dr. Henry Foster. At the far end of the table, alone, in black, sat Rebecca Morgan. She had not touched her wine.The Count rose and tapped his glass with a gold ring."Friends. Yesterday morning, a man in a mask stood at Thomas Morgan's bed and told me I was dying."A ripple of laughter."First he gave me three days. Then he looked at me again and took one back." He spread his big sunburned hands. "Two days, he said. Go home and write your will, he said, so your children don't fight over the silver."The roof roared."My children," said the Count, "will be waiting fo
Chapter 828
Alex looked at the little blue box in her hands as if he had never seen it before."A kind lady gave it to me," he said."A kind lady? Why?""For being good." He nodded hard, pleased with the answer. "She said I was very good.""Very good at what?""Standing still," he said proudly. "I'm the best at it."It was true. She could hear that it was true. And it sounded exactly like a child's lie.Then she closed the box. She did not ask again."Will you put it on me?" she said instead. "My hands are still stiff."She turned her back to him, careful of the bandage, and lifted her hair. His fingers fumbled at the clasp. Once. Twice. He dropped the end down the back of her collar."Alex, it's a clasp. It isn't a lock.""It's a tiny clasp," he said, keeping a straight face. "Clearly meant for a lady with dainty hands. My big paws are struggling here, so be patient with me while we work on our truce."She laughed before she could stop it. The clasp closed with a tiny click. The jade settled col
Chapter 827
Natasha Vale did not answer at once.She walked past Patricia as if she were a puddle and looked at the vase for exactly one breath."A market copy," she said. "A few dollars.""That's a lie!" Patricia cried. Then she remembered who she was talking to. "I mean... with respect, Ms. Vale, you've hardly looked at it."Natasha's eyes moved along the brown lines under the newspaper."Broken once already," she said. "And glued. Badly.""I did say somebody already did the puzzle," Alex said brightly.He wandered over to the old door and began to swing it like a bored child. In, and back. In, and back. The old latch clanked."It only goes this way," he told Gideon. "In. See? It's a silly door."Natasha watched it swing inward, away from the step."And that door never touched it," she said. "It opens into the room. Somebody stood outside and dropped this on the step."Every face in the yard turned to Patricia."You knocked," Serena said quietly. "You called my name. 'Serena, darling, are you t
Chapter 826
Patricia came back across the yard with the stick, thick as a broom handle and dark with old rain."Patricia," Gideon said. "What are you doing with that?""Helping," Patricia said."Put it down," Serena said quietly."Kneel, and I will.""No."Patricia's mouth went thin. She took the stick in both hands and swung it low and hard at the backs of Serena's legs, with all her weight behind it.Nobody was looking at the idiot.By the shards, Alex flicked a little stone without looking up, the way a man brushes off a fly.The stone hit Patricia's knuckles with a sharp little crack.Her hand jerked. The stick swept past Serena's legs by a finger's width and kept going, round and up, whistling.It smacked Patricia full in her own face.Thwack.For one second the yard was perfectly silent.Patricia swayed, a red stripe rising across her nose. Her lipstick had gone sideways."Oh!" Marissa put both hands over her mouth. "Not on the face, Patricia! You have to be seen!"Cordelia coughed into her
Chapter 825
Serena's thumb hovered over the screen.For a moment nobody in the yard spoke.Then Marissa found her voice, the way she always did when money was in the air."Well, I'm not paying it," she said. "Don't anybody look at me. Gideon, don't look at me either. Who pays if she doesn't? Not us. We don't have a million dollars. We don't have a million of anything.""We have a lot of curlers," Gideon said quietly."Gideon!""Sorry, dear."Patricia didn't laugh. She was watching Serena the way a cat watches a bird with a broken wing.Alex shuffled nearer the blue and white pieces, squatted on his heels, and turned one shard over with a finger."Is it a puzzle?" he asked.Everyone looked at him."Is it a puzzle?" he said again, hopefully. "I'm good at puzzles."Cordelia rolled her eyes to the grey sky. "Somebody take the idiot back to his kennel."The whole yard laughed. One of Marissa's curlers fell out and bounced on the stones."Look at him, Serena," Patricia sang. "Your husband. Your knight.
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