And she found this man... so familiar...

All of a sudden, the nightmare one month ago resurfaced in her mind.

The figure of that mysterious man...

In shock, she looked at the man. That was not a dream?

The man suddenly rose from the king-size bed, walked up, and looked at her from the commanding height.

"What do you want from me? Who the hell are you?" She snarled.

A scornful smile crept to the corner of his mouth, "Overbearing as ever; you think you are still a noble young lady?"

"What?"

Before his words sank in, the man reached out, grabbed her wrist, lifted her, pushed her to the bed, and bore down on her!

"Ah! What are you doing! Let go of me!" Donna was ashamed, angry, and shocked. This place was a wolf's den.

As the man saw her snow-white body, his Adam's apple rolled involuntarily, and his eyes turned more fervent.

His dangerous voice wafted into her ears, "Donna, as I said, when we meet again, I'll make you the lowliest woman no matter who and how noble you are!"

His speech sent a shiver through her!

Who was he exactly? Given his tone, she offended him before? But she didn't really know him.

"Who the hell are you?" Donna shuddered under his fiery gaze.

"From this moment on, you're my slave. Now, remember the name of your master, I am Karl Kent..." He then bit her ear abruptly.

"Ow..." She gasped in pain, "Let go!"

Karl? This name rang a bell...

"When the last bit of your dignity is torn apart and trodden underfoot, what could you do? Donna... taste it, feel the joy..." His voice was devilish, attractive, and frightening.

He was a demon, a dashing demon.

"What do you want? I really don't know you... I don't know what you're talking about. Let me go; this is kidnapping!"

She had no time to think about it, but fear overcame her. This felt like permanent hell.

On top of her, he pulled her arm above her head and rained down possessive kisses on her lips blue from the cold!

"Mmm..." In reflex, she frowned and resisted desperately, "Mmm... let... let go... help..."

He bit her lips so forcefully that a pungent smell of blood filled their mouths.

Who the hell was this man? With no personal grudge, why was he doing this to her?

"Help... let go of me... help!" She cried while struggling...

"Obey me if you want your fiancé alive!" His fierce voice came out again.

"What?" She looked at him with wide and panicked eyes.

"You know, he smuggled drugs, and the amount is enough for a death sentence. Now the only person who can keep him alive is me!"

Donna bit her lip and burst into tears.

She didn't know Hamilton did such a thing until their wedding day.

The happy wedding was shattered by reality. She lost her family ten years ago and now lost her love.