What happened?

Morning.

The sunlight poured into the room through the curtains, creating a warm and bright atmosphere. Luxurious evening gowns, stockings, underwear, and high heels were strewn across the floor...

A beautiful woman had just survived a chaotic night, and in the morning light, she looked stunningly beautiful. With her long curly hair splayed out, her delicate face bore a hint of baby fat, and her skin was as pale as snow, but unfortunately, it was marred by bruises, showing just how wild the night had been. Emily Johnson let out a soft moan, her dark lashes fluttering as she finally regained consciousness. As she opened her eyes and took in the unfamiliar surroundings, she frowned and quickly sat up!

Completely naked, she hurriedly pulled the blanket over herself! The pain was overwhelming... It felt as if her bones had been shattered and put back together, and her shoulders felt like they had been bitten by a wild animal. Looking at her wrists and ankles, she noticed marks where iron chains had tightly bound her! Emily felt pain all over her body and tried to recall the blurry events of last night... She had thought it was just a dream! It was like waking up from a hangover, unable to remember anything clearly. Only vague impressions remained, the hazy outline of a man...

That young billionaire.

Her gaze fell on an elegant Steinway piano, with two iron chains still lying on it. And on the sheets, there were noticeable bloodstains!

Emily's mind went blank for a few seconds as she attempted to get out of bed, but her legs were so weak that she immediately collapsed onto the carpet. She didn't need to think to know what had happened to her last night; she had been drugged and then... That bastard! At twenty years old, Emily never imagined that her conservative first time would be taken from her without her knowledge; she couldn't even remember what that man looked like! It was too absurd... A wave of anger surged in her chest as she struggled to stand, her legs trembling as she leaned against the wall and made her way to the bathroom. Every step hurt, her lower abdomen burning... She turned on the shower, warm water flowing out as she numbly washed her body. The steam filled the air, and a rugged, deep face seemed to materialize in the mist before her... [Emily...] His cold face was filled with warmth, his bright eyes shining like the most dazzling stars in the sky. Emily shuddered, biting her lip tightly, nearly brought to tears. I'm sorry, Shang Yanxuan! She had been sullied without understanding... "If I find out who it is, I will make him pay dearly!" A flash of hatred crossed Emily's mind. Just then, the sound of a door opening came from the bedroom. Emily tensed up, quickly wrapping a towel around her body. In the bedroom, a female housekeeper was tidying the bed:

"You're awake? I've placed your clean clothes on the sofa.

" Emily glanced at the clothes on the sofa... The tags were brand new, two back-to-back, with the prominent Chanel logo...

"Who told you to bring these clothes?"

The housekeeper turned around and respectfully replied, "Of course, it was the master's orders."

"Master?" "Yes, you haven't forgotten, have you?" Emily only remembered washing up and going to bed as usual last night, then waking up in a different scene, bound to that elegant Steinway piano, subjected to the humiliation of a stranger! She had always thought it was a dream, only to wake up and find she had lost her virginity...

"Who is your master, and where is he now?"

"Our master is Alexander..." It seemed like a name that was hard to say, the housekeeper paused for a moment before speaking that name with reverence:

"Smith." Alexander Smith... Emily's expression froze, that young billionaire? Emily asked uncertainly, "Is he the Alexander Smith from Stone Enterprises?"

"Who else would dare to bear that name besides our master?"

"..." The housekeeper looked at her in surprise, thinking she had lost her mind: "You can't really have forgotten who our master is?"

Emily rubbed her painfully throbbing head: "I really want to know how I ended up here." "In this 'surrogate mother' selection competition, you met all the criteria, so... you were chosen as the surrogate for the Stone family."

The housekeeper's face turned slightly awkward, "Of course, your task is to continue the lineage of the Stone family." Emily was stunned.

A few months ago, Stone Enterprises held a competition to find a woman who was the most suitable in appearance, background, and education to carry on the Stone family line... The event caused a huge uproar! Stone Enterprises is a famous wealthy company in the West, and Alexander Smith is only 25 years old. How could he be willing to bind himself with marriage? It was said that he despised marrying into other wealthy families and wouldn't consider marriage until he was 35.