His Affair, My Glue, Their Screams at 2 AM novel Chapter 27

Would you like to join me on a business trip?

The sharp, resounding slap from an unknown man startled me, filling my room with its echo.

One of my legs was chained, so I couldn't run. Using a cloth, he covered my mouth, effectively preventing me from emitting any sound of distress. I attempted to step on him, but his strength prevailed, for he solely grasped onto my feet.

‘NO, PLEASE!'

‘Andrius, please help me.'

I hadn't even finished crying, and suddenly there was a man who entered my room again.

This time, his body was bigger. At first, I thought he was alone, but then someone else followed him. However, it was the man who had entered last that shattered my heart the most. He avoided looking at me and went straight to one of the tables, grabbing a chair.

Seating himself in front of us, a man proceeded to take off his pants. He had a mustache and appeared to be older, with white hair. The person who slapped me seemed to be around the same age as Andrius and was the last one to enter before him. This man had a bigger build.

In an instant, the chain was gone. My shorts were also gone while the dress and bra were torn. The man with white hair completely removed his pants. He immediately climbed on the bed and shoved his dick on me after removing the clothes that were blocking my mouth.

When the man thrust it far into my throat, they all laughed. I looked at Andrius and noticed he wasn't looking at me. The man of Andrius' age was going to put his cock into my private area after the fellow with the enormous physique had tied me up. I did, however, bite the "thing" in my mouth.

"Ahhh!" He cried out in immense pain, yet my cries were more prominent.

All eyes were on me, even Andrius, who couldn't bring himself to meet my gaze. His eyes widened in surprise.

"Andrius, please, I'll behave. I really don't like this," I begged.

Tears streamed down my face as the man who had bound my hands prepared to strike me.

Thankfully, Andrius quickly stopped him.

"Please, hate me. Hate me until you can no longer feel love."

I was taken aback by his sudden tight embrace, and to my surprise, my tears ceased instantly. He didn't utter a word, simply holding me in his arms for an extended period. I couldn't fathom why he would behave this way all of a sudden.

The embrace he gave me felt as though all the hurt he had caused was wiped away. The fear that I believed would never dissipate was suddenly gone, like melted ice.

The next day I woke up feeling relieved. My feet were free and without shackles now. I couldn't even feel my back where he hit me with his belt. Concurrent with the loss of marks was the simultaneous forgetfulness of what he had done to me.

In the bathroom, my eyes turned towards the door as the handsome man emerged. Water droplets glistened on his abs, still falling. I rubbed my eyes, feeling as though I had lost my voice from the tears I shed last night.

Yesterday, when he came near me, I was unsure how to react. I desperately wanted to avoid any physical contact between our skins. But now, as he approached me again, I remained still, patiently anticipating his presence. As he settled down beside me, he gently ran his fingers through my slightly disheveled hair. Then, he tenderly kissed me from my eyes to my lips.

"Would you be interested in accompanying me on a business trip?" he inquired.