Chapter 1

• Isabella’s POV
• Today is my 18th birthday, and I've made a big decision.
• I'm going to offer my viginity as a gift to my fiancé, James Brown.
• Hot, so hot.
• Breaking out of my shell isn't easy, so I drank a lot of alcohol. My stepsister Emily handed me a room key card.
• "Wishing you a wonderful night, my sister," she smirked at me knowingly.
• My consciousness was starting to blur, and all I wanted was to see my fiancé as soon as possible and tell him I loved him.
• Until I stumbled to the bedside, where I saw a tall man lying on the bed. I rushed towards him, hands caressing his cheeks, and planted a kiss on his forehead.
• "I love you, I'm yours now," I whispered softly into his ear.
• Until the world spun, and the man turned the tables, pinning me down.
• "You are indeed mine," his deep voice resonated from above, and I vaguely felt something was off.
• My fiancé's voice tonight seemed to be a bit sexier.
• But I quickly dismissed my thoughts. How could Emily give me the wrong room key?
• Unable to see the man's features clearly, I just flashed him a big smile and boldly kissed him.
• Soon, the atmosphere grew intense, and the temperature around us soared rapidly.
• The man tore apart my clothes, recklessly touching my softness.
• His scorching breath continued to shower over me, his sexy voice echoing in my ears, repeating, "You're mine, you're mine."
• Until...
• "Sweetie, spread your legs and take it!"
• I lay on the bed, my whole body feeling like it was burning.
• The man's icy lips pressed against mine, ruthlessly invading my body. I reached out, grabbing onto the man's body, craving more.
• "Please, please give me more," I moaned, the man atop mine growing more excited.
• He forcefully penetrated me, the beast-like, heavy sound echoing throughout the room, the light above my head violently swaying in my vision, leaving me feeling dizzy.
• "James, please," I finally whimpered softly, causing the man atop mine to pause slightly, seemingly enraged by the mention of the name.
• "James? Is he your man?" The man's icy lips spat out the name, his grip tightening slightly around my neck, sending a wave of suffocation through mine.
• In the next moment, I felt a fierce collision beneath my body, my tear-filled eyes meeting the blazing gaze of the man.
• Was I mistaken? I seemed to see the man's pupils change like those of a wild beast.
• "You're mine, and I'll keep fucking you until you forget about him!"
• With even greater force, he plunged me into the next storm.
• In the dim light, I couldn't make out the man's features, only feeling his ferocity like that of a wild beast, as if he wanted to devour me.
• Until the next morning, I woke up, ignoring the pain all over my body, unable to find James's figure in the bed.
• As I was about to get out of bed to look for him, a sudden urgent knocking on the door echoed through the room.
• I didn't know what was happening, I could only foolishly keep calling out James's name.
• But the next second, the faces of my stepmother Charlotte and my father appeared before me.
• Then, my stepmother burst into the room, hugging me and crying loudly, saying,
• "Isabella, my poor child, how could something like this happen? Auntie has already reported it to the police. That rascal who raped you will not escape justice..."
• I didn't understand. "What do you mean? Who was raped?"
• Until the next second, my stepsister walked into the room. She looked smug and mocking as she stared at me.
• "Sister, I'm sorry. Last night, I gave you the wrong room key. You didn't enter James's room at all."
• Her words made my mind explode.
• She kept apologizing to me, her eyes still red, as if she were the one who had been raped.
• My father, David, without considering the truth, angrily slapped my face.
• It wasn't until my father walked out of the room that Emily whispered to me in a voice others couldn't hear.
• 'Sorry sis, but your boyfriend tastes pretty good, and he's also careful with our baby.'