Chapter 3

I frowned slightly, a bad feeling instantly washing over me.

Killian's expression softened considerably as he looked at Freya with adoration. "Sweetie, what's your brilliant idea?"

Freya glanced at me with a sweet smile. "Hamilton likes Elvira, doesn't he? So let's have Elvira wear this dress and go apologize to Hamilton. I'm sure Hamilton will be thrilled!"

Just as I thought - she had no intention of letting me off the hook.

Last time I barely escaped, but now that I'd walked right into their trap, getting away wouldn't be so easy.

I looked up, tears welling in my eyes, my voice trembling. "But Uncle Killian, Hamilton has an STD."

"Elvira, how can you believe such rumors?" Freya said dismissively. "Besides, just use protection. Even if you do catch something, my dad will treat you."

Killian nodded in agreement. "It's just HPV. Take the blocking medication the next day and you'll be fine. As an adopted daughter of the Lacey family, if you're not willing to make even this small sacrifice, I've raised you for nothing!"

I clenched my fists, trembling uncontrollably.

Though I'd long experienced this father-daughter duo's shamelessness, I never imagined they could be this heartless.

"Don't forget, your father's belongings are still with me." Seeing my hesitation, Killian's tone became meaningful. "If you make Hamilton happy this time, I'll give them to you."

I bit my lip, lowered my head, and said quietly, "I understand, Uncle Killian. I'll go apologize."

"That's more like it." Freya gently took my hand, leaned close to my ear, and said with a mocking smile, "Let's see how you compete with me for men now."

I looked at her calmly and silently left the study.

After closing the door, I leaned against the hallway wall, feeling completely drained.

'Apologize? Get that piece of trash's forgiveness?

Impossible.

Freya, since you like Virio so much, I'll steal him from you just to spite you,' I thought.

I returned to my room, locked the door, and took out that black business card from my bag.

An hour later, I appeared in a private suite Virio had designated.

The place was discreet and secure - fitting for someone like him.

Virio sat on the sofa in a perfectly tailored dark suit. When he looked at me, the python tattoo on his neck seemed to move, full of tension and sensuality.

"Changed your mind?" He raised an eyebrow.

Without answering, I walked straight up to him, reached out to hook my arms around his neck, caressed the python, and on tiptoe, kissed his lips while he looked completely stunned.

Virio's body stiffened, then he immediately pushed me away, his eyes showing complex emotions. "Are the drugs affecting you again?"

"I'm completely clear-headed." I met his gaze, eyes seductive. "You wanted to cooperate, right? Let me show you my sincerity."

He stared at me, seeming somewhat hesitant.

I didn't give him time to react, kissing him again. My kissing technique was clumsy, even rough and urgent.

My hands fumbled randomly over his broad abs, my body pressed tightly against his, wishing I could embed myself into his solid frame.

Virio seemed confused by my kiss. His large hand gripped my neck, pulling away, his eyes hazy. "I want to know why."

"My uncle wants to offer me to Hamilton." I leaned on his shoulder like a wronged woman. "I don't have the right to refuse, but I have the right to choose who gets my first time."

"I can help you solve this." Virio's tone was serious.

I shook my head, kissed the python tattoo on his neck, my tone suggestive. "Your task right now is to solve me."

Under my teasing, Virio's breathing gradually became irregular, his deep eyes surging with emotions I couldn't read.

My warm breath kept brushing against his face. His hands went from being at a loss to slowly climbing up my shoulders, caressing them.

I turned sideways, pressing my chest against his solid arm, then wrapped my arms around his waist from the front.

Stimulated like this, Virio quickly responded. He suddenly lifted my chin and kissed me without thinking.

I held him tight and kissed back, our lips meeting, tongues entwining like a storm.

Virio frantically removed my Chanel piece, scooped me up, and walked toward the bed.

Once on the bed, Virio couldn't wait to take my breast in his mouth, sucking greedily.

My breasts tingled under his sucking, like electric currents running through my whole body, making me moan involuntarily.

Virio kneaded one breast with one hand while the other moved downward, exploring between my legs toward my private area.

His movements were skilled. I enjoyed it immensely, my body getting softer and wetter below.

Seeing the time was right, Virio gripped his already swollen member and thrust into me forcefully.

"Ah!" A sharp pain made me cry out.

Virio seemed to sense the resistance too, looking at me somewhat incredulously. "This is really your first time?"

I nodded, wrapped my arms around his neck, and looked at him with moist eyes. "Can you be gentle?"

Virio didn't speak, but his expression was noticeably softer than before.

He gently licked my breasts, using his hands to help me relax first, then entered little by little, as careful as handling a treasure.

My body quickly went from initial pain to pleasure, moaning passionately.

Virio gradually picked up speed during this process. The intense stimulation made me bite his neck, leaving dense teeth marks on the python.

When my opening had fully relaxed, Virio pressed his hands on my lower abdomen, lifted my hips, and began thrusting rapidly with such force that each stroke hit my deepest spot.

"Gent...gentler..." My face flushed red, my voice rising with desire.

This time Virio didn't slow down but responded with more force. My hips trembled continuously with his movements, accompanied by wet sounds.

I don't know how long it lasted. Just as I was exhausted, Virio thrust forward sharply. My opening, stimulated, clenched him tightly as warm liquid gushed out.

"Elvira." He called my name, his voice hoarse. "You can only belong to me."

When it was all over, I pushed him away, stepped barefoot onto the cold floor, and put my clothes back on piece by piece.

My body ached as if it had been taken apart and reassembled, but my mind was unusually clear.

"I'm leaving." I said with my back to him, my voice calm as always. "I hope we have a pleasant cooperation."

Without waiting for his response, I walked out of the room.

I took a taxi to the hotel room Hamilton had booked, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.

The door opened. Hamilton wore a bathrobe, half-open, exposing his fat belly.

Seeing it was me, Hamilton wasn't surprised at all. A lewd expression appeared on his face. "Well, Ms. Lacey, what brings you here?"

"Mr. Johnson, I..." I swallowed, but as soon as I started speaking, Hamilton roughly pulled me into the room.