Ashley pushed the door and walked in. Because it was the first time she had done such a thing, she lowered her head.

The room was dark. Everyone was drinking and flirting, and no one was aware of Ashley's arrival.

With her eyes closed, Ashley made up her mind and walked towards the man on the far left.

"Hello Sir, do you have an extra belt? I lost in the game of Dare, and I need a belt." Ashley spoke in a low voice. As she was a little drunk, her face was extraordinarily red.

The man was startled and reached out for her, and Ashley fell into his arms.

"Yes, come undo my belt if you want it." The man's voice was slightly hoarse because of lust.

Although Ashley was already a little drunk, this voice was all too familiar to her. Wasn't he the same man that she had slept with last night?

Ashley felt that she had gotten into big trouble. She struggled to get up, wanting to get away quickly.

Realizing that Ashley wanted to get up and leave, Wilfred put forth more strength and hugged her tightly.

"What? You still want to run away?" The man's voice was very cold, striking right through Ashley's eardrums to her heart.

Ashley had no choice but to stop pushing. His hands were like a brass wall surrounding her tightly.

Even if she pushed harder, it would be in vain.

"Sir, I'm really sorry about last night. I was drugged. You're not at fault, by the way. I lost my virginity, but I don't need you to be responsible for me." Ashley knew she was at a disadvantage. After all, she was the one who mistakenly broke into his room last night so that she could escape the men in black.

By the time the drug took effect, she couldn't control herself.

Wilfred was furious, perhaps because he heard her words that she didn't need him to be responsible for her. There were so many women who couldn't wait to sleep with him and wanted him to be responsible for them. But this woman said that she didn't need him to be responsible.

He kissed Ashley's pink cherry lips with fierce anger as punishment.

Mmm..., Ashley whispered.

Thinking about her voice made him filled with desire, and when he truly felt her lips, all of Wilfred's sanity had completely collapsed.

There were only two words in his mind at the moment, which were "want her." He wanted her so badly.

He looked at the restless girl in his arms. She seemed to be particularly beautiful today. A black dress outlined her charming body. Her bright red lips couldn't be sexier. If there weren't so many people in this place, Wilfred would have wanted to get laid with her right away.

Wilfred picked her up and wrapped her tightly in his suit. His woman couldn't be seen by others.

This bold woman drank wine and even undid a man's belt. He wanted to punish her today.

"If you don't want others to know, don't say anything." Wilfred threatened her coldly.

Ashley didn't want others to know her secret with this man, so she kept her mouth shut and allowed Wilfred to hold her.

Her head was pressed against Wilfred's chest, tugging on Wilfred's shirt tightly, sticking to him like a piece of sticky candy. She was afraid that others would recognize her.

Wilfred saw the little woman press herself into his arms, feeling indescribably cozy. He carried her into a stretched blue Bugatti Veyron.

"Back to the villa." He was already a little impatient.

"Yes, sir."

For the first time, the driver saw that he was carrying a woman back in his arms. He suspected that he was dazzled and stunned.

"Don't make me say it twice."

The driver immediately sat in the driver's seat, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped off.

Hearing back to the villa, Ashley sat up all of a sudden, "Sir, where are you taking me? I'm really sorry about last night. What can I do to make you forgive me?"

Ashley didn't expect she'd offended a big demon, and she couldn't escape even if she wanted to.

"Until I'm satisfied." Wilfred pressed Ashley beneath him and constantly kissed her.

She was Wilfred's soft spot. She had obviously done nothing, but just a look or a word of her made Wilfred go crazy.

Last night because of the effects of the drug, she got laid with him all night. When Ashley was still sober, how could she tolerate this man humiliating her so casually?

She fiercely punched Wilfred, yet her strength was simply a tickle to him.

Under Wilfred's powerful attack, Ashley had lost her strength. Gradually she felt that her body had been hollowed out, leaving only her wandering soul. She gradually softened into a puddle of water.

Wilfred felt the change in Ashley, and he reached out to rip Ashley's clothes apart.

"Can we do it when we get off the car? There are people in the car." This was Ashley's last request. She wasn't used to sex.

With such a huge disparity in physical strength between men and women, there was no way she could escape today, but at least she didn't want anyone else to see it.

Wilfred glared at the driver, who obediently put on his headphones and pretended not to know anything.

Wilfred pressed a button in the car, and a barrier separated the car into two spaces.

Looking at the confined space, Ashley wanted to die.

She had wanted to stall for time, but she was a fish on the cutting board to be slaughtered.