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Maisie's POV

I took a deep breath. My new life has now begun. I would no longer beg for love from anyone. After Neo betrayed me, impregnated his mistress, and even got married without feeling guilty towards me, I no longer believed in love.

As soon as we sat on the podium, the guests began to take turns coming forward to congratulate us as the bride and groom. Alexander and I stood up, greeting the guests with big smiles.

"Wow, you already have a virgin girl, Mr. Alexander?" teased one of the guests.

"Your wife is still very young, sir? Give me some tips on getting a virgin, sir." Another guest joked.

“What kind of magic did you use? You didn’t get the child, but instead married the father.” That was the comment of one of my coworkers, which I only responded to with laughter.

Alexander didn’t respond much to the guests’ jokes, while I could only smile awkwardly. When the number of guests who came forward to congratulate him began to decrease, Alexander glanced at me.

“What’s wrong with your cheek?”

I frowned. “Why?”

“Why is it red?”

“Oh, this?” I rubbed his cheek which was still sore from Neo’s slap. “Bitten by a crocodile,” I answered carelessly.

Alexander shook his head with a thin smile. Since we first met, I had often succeeded in making Alexander smile.

I glanced at Alexander who was smiling. “How do you feel, sir?” I asked carefully.

Alexander turned his head, looking at me confused. “What do I feel?”

“Marrying me.”

Alexander looked forward again, his expression flat. “Just normal.”

It turned out that even though I knew this marriage was agreed upon without love, I still felt sad to hear that cold answer.

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“We have agreed, I will give you what you ask for and you will give me what I ask for. I have given you shares in my company in your name and now it is my turn to collect on your promise, right?”

I swallowed nervously. “But, Sir… I… have never done that before.”

“It’s okay. Trust me,” Alexander replied casually as he walked closer to me.

Unconsciously, I stepped back. Alexander frowned as he saw me moving away from him. He stepped wider, cornering me until my back hit the wall.

“Don’t avoid me now! You promised to bear my child, Maisie.” Alexander said coldly as he arrived in front of me. His body was now only an inch away from mine.

“Why? Are you only regretting it now?” Alexander stared at me coldly, there was no warmth there at all.

I returned his gaze, begging Alexander to understand my fear. However, when I found nothing but a sharp glint darkened by desire, I knew he would not be able to escape from all of this.

“Too bad, you started it, Maisie. So you have to finish it too.” Alexander lowered his head, whispering threateningly in my ear. “You will bear my child because we agreed.”

Without waiting for my response, Alexander’s hand reached for my back and unzipped the dress he was wearing. Alexander’s fingers rubbed my skin, making my body respond to the soft touch.

Alexander’s hands had now lowered my dress past my shoulders, chest, waist, and hips until the dress fell to the floor. Leaving my voluptuous body that no one had ever seen before exposed before Alexander’s eyes.

Alexander widened his eyes, his sharp gaze seemed to soften when he saw several scratches and bruises on my body.

“Your body… why?” Alexander asked without hiding his surprise, his gaze continued to be fixed on his wife’s naked body.

I covered my naked body with both of my hands. “Don’t look at me like that! I’m embarrassed.” Alexander clenched his fists, the desire within him flaring up with pity at the unusual sight of my body. His hand reached out, touching the bruises on my waist. The soft touch of my skin made his desire squirm again.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

I shook my head. "Not anymore."

Alexander's eyes roamed my body again, his hand touching the long scar on my arm. Once again, the skin-to-skin contact made Alexander's arousal stronger.

"Why is this?"

"From broken glass," I answered honestly. I had been hurt when my father pushed me hard, sending me crashing to the floor littered with broken glass and plates, scratching my arm.

The man in front of me swallowed, his eyes darkening with increasing lust. It seemed that years of not touching a woman made Alexander's body react quickly to the sight before his eyes.

"Maisie, I don't know what happened to you, but I don't want to delay what we're going to do now. Do you understand?" Alexander asked in a passionate voice.

I nodded hoarsely. That was our agreement.

Seeing my nod, Alexander immediately carried my body and put me on the bed. He immediately took off the clothes that were still on his body.

I bit my lip to hold back my tears when Alexander didn't give him time to adapt. The man had now explored my body with his hands and lips, caressing and kissing all my bare skin.

Feelings of regret mixed with a strong determination that I would enjoy the luxurious life that Alexander offered me. At one point, I finally gave in and let Alexander take my virginity.

"Maybe this is the price I have to pay to escape from this suffocating life," I muttered resignedly in my heart.

The murmur was immediately followed by my muffled moans as Alexander began the core ritual of their game. Alexander's movements were very slow as if he was very careful and worried about hurting me.

"Ah, you're really a virgin, so tight, ahh." Alexander gasped.

While I just winced in pain between my thighs. When Alexander's body pressed down on me and his penis entered my vagina, my breasts were also squeezed, this sensation was really extraordinary. His back and forth movements

His testicles patted my vagina hard until I felt something unusual. This was the first time I had experienced doing this, honestly it hurt at first. But over time it was also comfortable and nice.

After a while, Alexander whispered while stroking my hair gently. "Does it hurt?"

I stared at Alexander closely, trying to dive into the dark lake in Alexander's eyes. However, I found nothing but the thick desire that now enveloped us both.

My arms reached out, hugging Alexander tightly. I buried my face in Alexander's shoulder.

"It doesn't hurt anymore," I whispered, stifled.

Alexander immediately moved, gradually increasing the rhythm of the game. That was enough for him to hold himself back so that I wouldn't feel pain.

The increasing rhythm of the game made me release all the pent-up sounds. The aroma and sound of our hot game hung from the ceiling of the hotel room. More intense, crawling towards the peak.

“Ahh, ahh, ahh, you feel so good.”

And when Alexander’s muffled moans were heard, that was when the game had reached its peak, reaching a release that made our bodies tense. Alexander had planted his seed in my womb. I felt my vagina twitch and also for a while he let his penis in my vagina so that his sperm could enter my womb perfectly.

After a while he finally pulled his penis out of my vagina and I felt something melting in my vagina.

Now we just had to leave it to fate, whether the seed would succeed in making me pregnant or Alexander would have to work hard again.

Alexander rolled over onto his side, lying beside me who was now curled up with his back facing Alexander, covering my naked body with a blanket.

In the silence of the night, only the sound of our breathing could be heard, rhythmic with the still pounding heartbeat. The thought of the seed that had just been planted made me feel a mixture of hope and fear. Would this journey lead me to a new miracle?

I sobbed because I had just realized that I had sold my virginity and I heard Alexander go to the bathroom.