The Most Beautiful Bride of the Don

The memory of that dream made me want to hang up, but my feelings for him surpassed the horror of the dream, and I decided to find out the truth from him. So, I picked up the call.

Owen's anxious voice was heard coming from the other end of the call. "Where are you, Emma? I can't find you anywhere."

I tried my best to suppress the fear in my heart and calmed myself down before finally replying, "Owen? I got a headache from all the people and noise, so I left to get some medicine."

"You left?!" Owen's pitch suddenly became high, and for the first time in my life, he questioned me in a panic, "Where are you? Tell me! Stay where you are and don't move. I'm coming over to pick you up!" He sounded like he was worried I would run off.

My heart sank. I could not help feeling suspicious and scared. I told him the name of a drugstore near the church before hanging up.

Almost immediately after I hung up, I heard a phone ringing in the corridor outside.

"What? She left? Why didn't you watch her properly? Get out there and drag her back here!" It was the voice of that man. He had not left!

I pushed my ear up against the door to listen carefully.

"If she escapes, Owen, I'll cut you to pieces tonight!" The man hung up immediately after threatening Owen viciously. He left the floor very quickly.

He must have really left this time, but I could not cheer up at all. The revelation of being betrayed by the man I loved almost had me breaking down. I could not believe that the ridiculous dream I had the night before was coming true.

Owen had sold my virginity to a bunch of men. It was true that he needed money, and it was true that I had been sold for five million to others, including the man with the scar on his face. All of it was true!

Owen was crazy! How could he sell me to 30 men? How could he do this to me and betray me when I loved him so much? I hated him as much as I loved him before. He deserved to be chopped into pieces.

I took a deep breath and tried my best to suppress my anger. It was more important for me to escape from this place than try to kill Owen. Owen and the man with the scar on his face would discover I had lied to them soon enough.

I had to escape this place before they returned and make sure they never catch me.

I struggled to help myself up by leaning against the door and reached out for the door handle. Right then, a chiseled arm came from behind me to grab my wrist. Fear engulfed me, and my heart skipped a beat. I could hardly breathe.

I jerked my head around to look and saw a tall, slender man standing against the light. He was wearing a pair of golden-rimmed glasses that looked good on his handsome face, but when he looked at me, I could see the excitement and taunting in his eyes.

"Where are you trying to run to, pretty little liar?"

There was someone in this room! A chill ran down my spine, and my blood froze. I bit his hand without hesitation, and he let go of me while shouting in pain.

I took the opportunity to pull my hand away and unlock the door to run out. However, before I could leave the room, the man's long arm clasped around my waist. A powerful force that I could not fight against pulled me off the ground.

The next second, I was flung violently onto the bed, and I saw black momentarily. The world spun around me as all that was left inside of me was endless panic.

The man closed the door and locked it. I looked at him cautiously as he smiled and slowly took off the coat of his suit. He removed his tie while staring at me with his sharp eyes. He did not bother to hide his gaze as he stared at my face and moved his eyes down to my chest, waist, and thighs.

He even took the time to admire my feet, which had become dirty after I lost my shoes while running away.

He approached me slowly and grabbed my calf with such force that I was unable to escape from his grip. "Peter was right. It's five million well spent."

The man laughed huskily as he suddenly reached out to violently force my legs apart as if he were inspecting his goods. He did not hesitate at all, and it felt like there was no way for me to resist it.

My body trembled slightly from the force of it as I was unprepared. Muffled moans escaped from my lips involuntarily. It did not take long for the man to start breathing heavily.

The eyes behind those glasses were filled with a strong desire to possess me. I was startled when I saw the huge bulge appear almost instantly in the area.

I quickly turned over in an attempt to escape, but he seemed to have anticipated my movement. He grabbed me by the throat the moment I tried to run.

"Don't move! If you're a good girl, I'll allow you to only sleep with me." He spoke calmly, but his tone was domineering. "But if you're disobedient, I'll have every last one of them take turns with you!"