Escaping to the Billionaire's Bed

"Ow!"

"No more, no more!"

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have forced you, be gentle... please, I'm begging you"

In the presidential suite, the young girl writhed uncomfortably in her sleep.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, as if she could not bear it any longer, the girl cried out and sat up in shock on the bed.

This movement pulled at the soreness in her lower body, and the bruises and ambiguous marks all over her limbs and body became vividly visible as the thin quilt fell off.

Instantly, the girl was wide awake.

Last night!

She seemed to have slept with a stranger?

Last night, she attended the blind date her father had arranged, only for the man, lust-consumed, to drug her drink. She stabbed someone and fled in panic, ending up in a stranger's room.

As a result...

When the drug took effect, she took advantage of the man being injured and immobilized, and she forced herself on him!

Mu Anran quickly turned her head to look, and there, the man was still fast asleep beside her.

His healthy bronze skin sank into the white bed, radiating power and temptation. Even the tie she had struggled to bind around him seemed erotically out of place!

"Oh my god, am I going to jail?"

Thinking of her beastly behavior last night, caressing, biting, and licking the man, Mu Anran clutched her head and wailed.

"Ring ring—"

Her phone began to ring at that very moment.

Mu Anran was so startled that she snatched up the phone and accurately hit the mute button.

On the bed.

The handsome guy's long eyelashes trembled, and he frowned in displeasure.

Mu Anran's heart pounded with alarm.

Fearing the handsome guy would wake up, she cooed in a soft voice, "Handsome guy, although it was me who forced myself on you, you didn't lose out. I mean, it was also my first time, and besides, you enjoyed it last night too, you were even more vigorous than me. My legs are still sore, and I don't blame you. Let's just call it even, okay~"

Meanwhile, her hands were far from polite.

She grabbed her phone and relentlessly snapped photos of the muscular body on the bed that was so valiant it could send one's blood racing.

"Here, I'm doing this for self-protection, definitely not for blackmail. If you don't bother me later, I promise I will delete these pictures and ensure they never get out. I swear!"

Convincing herself against her conscience, Mu Anran pocketed her phone and sneakily slipped out of the presidential suite like a thief.

However, as soon as she got into the taxi, she received a call from her father.

"Mu Anran, have you gone mad?"

From the other end of the phone, her father's voice was angry and disappointed.

Mu Anran shivered. Could it be that her father already knew she had lost her chastity?

Mu Anran felt both aggrieved and panicked, biting her lip and on the verge of tears, "Dad—I... "

"Don't call me dad, I don't have a daughter like you!"

Mu Nancheng's roar interrupted Mu Anran's cry.

"I sent you to accompany Uncle Liu, and you even dared to use a knife. Now he has withdrawn his investment, and Mu's new project is ruined. I tell you, if Mu's goes down, I won't pay a dime for your brother's medical bills. Do you want to kill your own brother?"

—Hearing this, Mu Anran bit her lip tightly, her pretty face draining of color.

"But, Dad, he, he, he drugged my drink."

"... "

After a brief silence, Mu Nancheng's voice carried a touch of embarrassment, "Don't spout nonsense. Don't I know what kind of person Uncle Liu is? What kind of woman hasn't he seen? You're just a little girl...

Even if... even if! He really had some ideas, that would be only natural; the two of you are already engaged!"