Force and Fear

Chapter 4 A vicious player.

Meesha Kyle was taken aback when she heard their proposal. She was still a virgin. She had a clear understanding of what it meant to 'serve some nights'. She never imagined that this avaricious family would eventually sell her for money. For this family, it was merely a proposal, but for her... She valued her dignity and sense of self above all else.

Although this family was ungrateful, it was the only place she could find to live. Despite the fact that the three were constantly greedy for money, they frequently made her suffer and ridiculed her. But it was the family she belonged to. It was her family. Despite the fact that she was being mistreated, she wanted to grant them all of their wishes. She still desired the well-being of the family. Yet their greed had reached its zenith. She could sacrifice herself for them, but not die for them. When she heard Raymond, she immediately became angry.

"Brother Raymond, how dare you! I won't grant your wish, sorry. Go to hell." She reacted violently and then turned to go. Liza suddenly grabbed her hand and turned it toward her back. Meesha Kyle cried out in agony.

"You shithead. Where are you going? We have already sold you to him." Liza gritted her teeth and yelled in rage. Raymond grabbed her hair. Meesha's eyes, which were watering from the intense agony, were closed.

"I'll break your legs, cut your tongue, and make you beg on the streets." With a sour smile, Raymond gritted his teeth. She noticed rage in his eyes and shook. They had thrashed her so frequently. She no longer had the strength or energy to sustain an injury. She joined her palms together and closed her eyes in terror. She was so terrified and powerless that her chest was constricted.

"Raymond, please no... I'll do whatever you want me to do." She spoke in a quivering, low voice. Her pale, little face was drenched with perspiration. Her closed eyes began to tear up.

Meesha Kyle was shoved by Lisa, and she fell to the ground. She didn't do anything but sit still for a while, her head resting on the ground. She had resigned herself to her fate and agreed to the three people's offer. She was aware that if she refused, they would certainly beat her until she died and that if she accepted their offer, her life would be filled with uncertainty and helplessness.

For years, Mr Wang tried to get her, but he was never successful in getting her into his bed. She once refused his offer to sleep with her, even if he promised to grant all of her wishes. Yet she was never able to accept it out of respect for herself. In order to stop being beaten by her family, she had agreed to sleep with him today. She could put up with Mr Wang lying on the bed, but not with severe wounds or hunger. In the future, Mr Wang would offer her everything—money, a house, a car, etc.—but she could get rid of being beaten.

She c****d her head up and peered forward through her enlarged eyes. The three were chatting happily about money and a house while they were enjoying their supper. They even gave Meesha Kyle a passing glance and showed no concern. Meesha Kyle took a swallow, got to her feet, and went to the restroom. She no longer desired food. She simply wanted to go to sleep while attempting to deny reality.

She went to the kitchen to sleep after taking a shower. The clutter in the kitchen was severe. She turned to look at the living room, where the three people were contentedly watching television while lounging on the couch in comfort. She scrubbed the dishes and cleaned the kitchen counters. She then placed a pillow and a mat on the floor and went to sleep there. She forced her eyes shut and focused her thoughts inward. She was more disturbed by the yelling and boisterous voices coming from the living room. She disclosed to her soul that they intended to sell her to Mr Wang at the five-star MP hotel in X City. The next morning, he would take her home after spending the night there with her. She would thereafter serve as his mistress and his kept woman. She sobbed as tears brimmed from her swollen eyes.

Meesha Kyle had to return early in the evening, so she left for work early the following morning. The three were excitedly awaiting her arrival. She had been their lucky charm.

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"When will we next meet, Mr Gray?" Venesa asked nicely while adjusting her hairband with her fingers. She had a great time with him in bed. Yet after he was done, he returned to being a haughty, chilly man who had no interest in women. He dressed and then turned to face Venesa.

"Instead of waiting for me, be cautious around your friend. Elizabeth Knight will recognise that I am to blame." He remarked arrogantly before glancing at her hickey-covered neck. Venesa flushed as she stared at her neck in the mirror. She turned her head in his direction. He had, however, already left the bedroom. She was taken aback by his incredible personality. She had heard about it up until today.

She had heard about his amazing looks and captivating manner up until today, but she finally met him. His fashion was distinct. He was a ferocious player and a king in his own right.

Everyone's eyes stopped at him when he exited the seven-star hotel because of his charming and sparkling personality, noticing his keen and deep eyes, and admiring his sexy form. Nobody in the city was unfamiliar with him.