Chapter 1
Late at night, by the roadside.
The Maybach parked in the shadows rocked up and down.
Half-naked Emily Johnson straddled the man, her frustration growing as he teased her entrance without fully entering. She threw her head back in exasperation.
"Are you gonna do it or not? If not, let me go!"
The man chuckled lowly. "Chasing me and still so impatient?"
Emily glared at him, speechless.
She had never seen anyone start a pursuit with sex.
Emily was a beauty, with a stunning figure, graceful curves, and eyes that sparkled with emotion. She was a supermodel-level beauty!
Especially now, with her seductive eyes filled with both shyness and anger, the man's restraint crumbled instantly.
With a thrust, he buried himself deep inside her.
The sudden penetration made his eyes darken. "You weren't..."
Emily knew what he was about to say.
Her cheeks flushed, and her brows furrowed from the pain of being torn.
Looking away, her soft voice carried a hint of sarcasm. "Why so surprised? Think I don't deserve to keep my virginity? Or do you think I had it restored just to seduce you?"
The man opened his mouth, but before he could speak, she continued, "Relax, there's no need for that. You know who I am, Mr. Carter. You dragged me here for sex because you think I'm easy, right?"
Raymond looked at Emily's delicate face, recalling what had happened before he pulled her into the car.
Tonight, Emily had planned to propose to James Smith.
James had pursued her for two years. Handsome, from a good family, and deeply affectionate, Emily thought marrying him wouldn't be too bad, so she decided to propose.
But when she arrived at the carefully arranged proposal scene, she found James with another woman, speaking disparagingly about her.
"Emily is such a slut, any man can have her. I just played along for two years, and she actually believed it. Hilarious!"
The woman in his arms giggled, "Mr. Smith, she's planning to propose to you. Isn't it cruel to treat her feelings this way?"
James sneered, "What's wrong with that? She was just a plaything. To be my wife, you need to meet high standards. A woman like her, used by many, isn't qualified."
"Mr. Smith, you can't be serious. You pursued her so publicly for two years. How could it be just a game?"
"If it weren't for a bet with my friends that I could make Emily change, who would want to play this love game? Luckily, I won. No more acting in front of her. You have no idea how sick I was of it!"
Emily never expected that James's tenderness and affection were all an act.
She didn't love him, but after two years, she was somewhat moved. Thinking she had to marry someone, she thought a man who seemed deeply in love with her would be a good choice.
But her one proactive move in this game ended in humiliation.
It was a bit ironic, but not much.
Someone noticed Emily standing at the door and signaled James.
James turned, his eyes showing a moment of guilt.
But it was fleeting. Remembering Emily's reputation, his guilt vanished.
"Heard everything?" he asked, self-righteously.
Emily nodded calmly.
"Good, saves me from explaining. Let's end this farce. Break up, and let's part ways."
The crowd buzzed with excitement!
Emily, the queen of the social scene, had meticulously planned a proposal, only to be mocked as a farce.
It was the joke of the year!
No matter how beautiful she was, no matter how many men adored her, she was still just a plaything, not taken seriously by anyone.
Everyone waited to see Emily's reaction, but she lazily asked, "What was the bet?"
James hesitated, then frowned. "A limited edition supercar."
Emily sighed. "Your feelings are quite cheap."
Her eyes sparkled as she scanned the room, finally locking onto the indifferent, handsome man leaning against the champagne tower.
Raymond, the head of the Carter Group, the true high-society elite, known for his aloofness towards women.
Her high heels clicked rhythmically on the polished floor as Emily swayed her hips and walked up to Raymond.
Holding up the bouquet, she blinked her eyes and flashed a bewitching smile. "Mr. Carter, compared to the idle, rich James, I'd much rather marry you. I only gave James a chance because he was persistent. Now that we're broken up, I can pursue you. What do you say, Mr. Carter, give me a chance?"
While flirting with Raymond, she didn't forget to belittle James.
James's face turned ugly. "Emily, are you crazy? Feeling humiliated after I dumped you, so you're hitting on Raymond to get back at me? He's my friend. Do you think he'd take my leftovers?"
"You're the leftover! No, you're not even that!"
Emily hadn't wanted to respond, but his words were too harsh. She had to retort.
After dismissing him, she focused on Raymond, her eyes sparkling like stars, trying to captivate him.
Raymond raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his eyes, and smirked. "Not impossible."
James was stunned!
Emily was also taken aback, her beautiful eyes glistening.
Weren't these people supposed to avoid their friends' women?
Seeing Emily's confusion, Raymond wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close.
Emily stumbled into his arms, looking up at him with bewildered eyes.
Raymond's smile was enigmatic. "Aren't you going to chase me? Standing there won't do."
Emily couldn't understand his motives but followed his lead. "How should I chase you?"
"Too many people here. Let's go somewhere else."
Emily smiled. "Sure."
Raymond held her as they walked away.
James blocked their path, his face dark. "Emily, haven't you had enough? Raymond, you're going along with this? Since when are you so easygoing?"
Raymond, with an arm around Emily's waist, lazily looked at James. "Are you telling me what to do?"
James's face stiffened, and he shook his head. "That's not what I meant, I..."
Then he turned to Emily. "Emily, are you that desperate for a man? Just broke up with me and already hitting on someone else? Do you think Raymond would want you? The Smith family doesn't want you, let alone the Carter family!"
James wasn't wrong.
The Carter family was one of the top families in Silverlight City, far above the Smith family.
But Raymond said nothing and took her away.
Then Raymond dragged Emily into his car!
After a heated kiss, Emily, half-naked, lost her virginity to Raymond.
She was bewildered!
James had pursued her for two years, and she couldn't stand even kissing him.
But with Raymond, they had sex on the first night!
Raymond's sexy voice, tinged with a hint of mint, whispered in her ear, "You overthink. I just wanted to see if you were a virgin."
Emily was speechless.
Right, she remembered Raymond saying he wanted to see her sincerity in pursuing him before dragging her into the car.
She had thought sincerity meant pursuing with deep affection, like James.
But his idea of sincerity was sex!
Her bare back against the steering wheel, the position was uncomfortable. She turned her head, her tone impatient. "If you're going to have sex, just do it. Why so much talk? Or are you not up to it, Mr. Carter?"
No man could resist such a challenge.
Raymond chuckled, gripping her waist. "Oh? Don't cry later."
Emily wondered why she would cry, but Raymond suddenly increased his pace.
Each thrust was deep and hard!
Emily, never having had sex before, couldn't handle the intensity.
She felt like a small boat in a storm, at risk of capsizing at any moment!
Worse, after taking her twice in the car, Raymond dragged her to a hotel.
Emily spent the entire night paying for her "not up to it" comment!
And it was brutal!