Chap 9

When I woke up, it seemed like I had a soul-to-soul battle with Lucifer. My entire body suffers, but my lower body hurts the most. My head is aching so badly that it seems like I'm being struck with a hammer.

"The promiscuous woman is finally awake."

I quickly woke up when I heard the familiar cold and serious voice. I saw Mr. Revelar sitting on a one-seater couch positioned on the side of the bed. Wearing his usual business attire, legs crossed, the mighty tycoon was sternly looking at me.

Promiscuous. A slut.

This isn't the first time that someone has talked negatively to me. I'm used to it, but at this moment, I couldn't help but feel a little pain and shame. Maybe because this time, I'm really a whore. I lured him.

I faked a smile in the back of my mind and slowly rose from the bed. I endured the pain between my thighs and then carefully put on the clothes I took off last night. I didn't even bother looking for my undies. Apart from the fact that his polo shirt was above my knees, I didn't have to worry about my reputation. I have already destroyed my image.

"So this was your plan?" He looked at me awfully. “To make me drunk and...” He didn't continue speaking and massaged his forehead.

I braced myself and bravely met his gaze. "Sign with us," I said directly.

His jaw tightened as his dark eyes stared at me.

"I am not asking you, Mr. Revelar," I said emotionlessly, and then stood up slowly, even though I was feeling a little bit dizzy.

I almost collapsed on the spot due to weakness and pain. I tried hard to look fine.

"Whether you like it or not, you are now bound to sign with us," I uttered clearly. "Or else..." I smirked.

"I will ruin your name," I ended, referring to what we did.

His fierce eyes glared at me. "You don't have any proof," he said.

I laughed out loud. "Fortunately... I recorded our moans last night, Mr. Revelar," I said, and saw the slight shock in his eyes. "I know you don't want your name get involved in any issue, so... the decision is yours." I smiled.

“You think I will let you work in peace?" He tried to intimidate me.

I scoffed automatically. “Even if you put me through hell, I don't care. What's important to me is that our company will be your partner in the hotel that you're planning," I said flatly.

He didn't utter any word after that. He just stared at me blankly.

"I will send the contract later," I added as I was closing the matter and then started walking away.

No matter how hard I tried to act fine, I couldn't avoid shaking. I was almost in tears with every move I made because my femininity hurt so much along with my hip.

I didn't know that sex could hurt like this. Or is it just because he took me several times last night?

My cheeks warmed as I remembered each of our sexy moments last night. I don't know if he really just wanted to prove that he's not gay or if he just prefers violent sex. He's wild and unstoppable. I couldn't remember when he stopped last night. All I know is that I've passed out but he still continued.

Well, I could say that the pain was worth it. I now have him on our company's side. That's what keeps me going now. I sacrificed myself for this... for my freedom.

I did not even reach the door of his room when my knees completely shook and fell straight onto the floor. I suppressed my groan, along with my tears. It's fvcking unbearable.

I heaved a deep breath and was about to stand up again. I was surprised when I suddenly floated in the air, only to find Mr. Revelar carrying me in his well-toned arms. He didn't look at me; he just walked towards his bed and then gently put me there. Because of the shock, I couldn't even speak. I blinked couple times while looking up at his cold eyes.

“I don't like rumors, Ms. Dagsinal. You know that," he reminded with his baritone voice and stared at me from head to toe. "If the staff had seen you in that state, they will immediately know that you've been fucked."

I could feel my cheeks burning in the heat. I bit my lower lip and looked away.

He's right. Just by the way I look and walk, they can easily tell that something strange has happened to me.

I whispered to myself, "If only you had stopped after our first intercourse, I would not be in this situation."

"Now it's my fault that I am insatiable?" he uttered.

Did he hear that?

My eyes widened as I looked at him. His lips were in thin line.

"W-What..." I swallowed and stammered.

"Stay here until you can walk any better," he said, and that made my jaw drop. "I can't risk my image, Dagsinal," he continued after seeing my expression.

I couldn't do anything but nod. Besides, my brain was unable to process what was happening. Moreover, I was also tired of answering him.

"Clean my bedsheet," and he talked again, turning his back as he left me alone in his room.

Bed sheet?

My eyes immediately landed on the bed sheet.They widened after seeing the scattered bloodstains. I covered my mouth and once again remembered the sex we both had.

I no longer wonder why my body and and my femininity are so painful. Being fucked roughly, hard, and deeply, as a virgin—I'm really going to turn into this.

My knees started to tremble, and I found myself sitting back down on his bed just as I was about to stand up to get a bed sheet cover from his cabinet. While experiencing agony all throughout my body, I feel terrible for myself.

I wailed in a fetal position as I slowly lay down on the bed. I was cuddling myself for comfort. I didn't stop crying until I had no more energy left, at which point I unconsciously fell asleep.

People talking roused me from my sleep just a little. I was unable to see because of how heavily closed my eyes were. I experienced a sense of hallucination. My surrounds are spinning, even with my eyes closed. Additionally, I had trouble understanding the sounds around me.

I think I’m going to die.

"Her walls were lacerated..."

These were the words I heard before I went back to sleep.