Chapter 7 Seven

Before he could say a further word, I had grabbed the glass and downed it in a single second.

"Hey!" he shouted at me. Instantaneously, I found myself burning like a thousand ants were biting into me. My concentration slurred. What in the world?

He came closer and placed his arms on me. "Ally Shale, I was just going to test you, but you went ahead and drank the whole thing. Didn't you know what the drink was?"

I bit hard on my lip, unable to process what had just happened. My entire body was scorching. I convulsed, feeling all my emotions surging inside me. First the heat, now I was crazy with desire. I was wet down below, without any viable explanation.

"Ally, you just drank an aphrodisiac," he said calmly. The truth wasn't hard for me to accept, but I was at a loss. I had never taken drugs or anything like that. I didn't know what I could do but to give in to what my body was wanting. And in this room, there was no bed. I didn't want to think about how it would happen between Tyler Banks and me, but desperately anticipated the moment.

"Help me, please, Sir Tyler," I moaned, struggling to resist my need. I forgot that I was on the serum, muttering about how badly I wanted him. He seemed to gloat in pleasure about what I had just said, before lifting me up in his arms effortlessly. We passed a strange dashboard mounted on the wall, which he keyed in a long string of numbers, some passcode of sorts. A door that was camouflaged clearly suddenly opened, allowing us entry.

"You will not say a word of this room to anyone else," Tyler instructed. I obeyed, and he set me down on what seemed to be the most comfortable bed I had ever seen. My mind wandered for a few seconds, despite feeling like a hot iron. How many women had Tyler Banks, the notorious CEO, sneaked into the room? It dismayed me to feel that I would not be the last of his women.

Yet, my body wanted him so much. Even without the aphrodisiac, I was willing to give myself up to him. Because Tyler's sexy eyes dominated my soul.

"From now on, you will be my woman," he commanded, pulling me underneath him. "Nobody will ever bully you, or hurt you. I will protect you, Ally Shale."

I nodded weakly. His lips clamped roughly over mine, conquering me slowly, taking my reins as I gave in to his every whim. I wanted so badly to be his, to feel him inside me, but instead, I felt his fingers. He had very long fingers that slipped deep inside me, nevertheless riddling me with pain. However, the pain soon went away, and I sensed myself getting wetter as he pulled his fingers out of me.

He broke the kiss. "Ally, what grievances do you have, that even you can't tell me who you are? Are you indeed a spy?" I could clearly make out his anger. And the only way for me to survive all this was to tell him the truth.

Tears flowed from my eyes. "I'm a reporter. I can't tell you whom I work for, but I am not a spy, Sir Tyler. They have my family..."

Be strong. Be strong. A voice inside me told me, repeating itself.

"I just need the scoop," I finished, clinging desperately to him. "Please, you have to find a way to save my family!"

He was silent for a few seconds, before telling me. "There is one way you can, Ally. Be my concubine. I don't take no for an answer, but with you, I can give you one chance."

My eyes teared up once more. But thinking about my aunt and how she might be Adrian's next target, and my young brother in Adrian's hands, made me fear. In this way, I agreed to be Tyler's woman, a concubine in his harem.

"I will be yours, Sir Tyler," I told him truthfully, although I knew that either way, I wanted him to take me that night. He agreed, slowly exploring me with his fingers a final time, before positioning me at a different angle and spreading my legs. I let out an uncontrollable moan. In all my years of being an adult, I had never moaned like how I did with Tyler.

Though it hurt when he entered me, coupled with the aphrodisiac, it was pain accompanied by pleasure. He was very gentle with me, which I found surprising considering how he had treated me initially. Gradually, his movements and thrusts became more vigorous, making me scream in ecstasy. After hours had passed, my whole body was aching, begging for a rest.

His soft voice woke me. I knew it had to be way past midnight, as I had been sleeping for some time. I yawned, rubbing my eyes.

"Slept well?" he teased. "Ally, you satisfied me well tonight. But I want more from you."

I agreed that it was a long night, but the pain in my back and lower body was more than I could bear. I was sure that he had torn my small frame when he took my first time.

"Sir Tyler, I'm glad...it was my first time," I mumbled absent-mindedly.

"You can call me Tyler in the future," he replied, his voice taking a gentler tone as he stroked my hair. "Tomorrow, the maids will prepare you for the concubine-taking session. I will do my best to get your family to safety and set them up within my personal properties."

I was appalled by his sudden kindness, especially when he had treated me harshly back at the club. It had all changed in the few hours in the interrogation room, where probably Tyler had already made up his mind to take me as his concubine.

He looked at me emotionally before he said something that I found hard to believe, coming from a powerful man like him.

"Ally, you were the only one who gave yourself to me willingly. All of the other women I've slept with did it for a reason. Either they were after fame or they were forced. After a few times, I felt nothing for them. But with you, you're like a book that I want to read and find out all your secrets. You make me want you so much, Ally Shale."

I didn't know whether to blush or to be happy about his words. But in contrast with the gentle Tyler, I wanted to experience the dark and desirous version of him.

"Tyler, I want you to take me as hard as you can." I slipped my hand under the blankets and nudged his manhood gently, urging it to harden at my touch.

His eyes almost popped out as I had made the statement so daringly and readily. I wasn't afraid, instead, after enjoying the steamy session with him earlier, I was eager to explore that different side of him.

"I can take the pain, Tyler," I said, biting hard on my lower lip. "Let me experience it, Tyler. How it would have happened in the club."

It was just hours since we had slept together, but I was already opening myself up to him. Although I had been a virgin before I met Tyler, it didn't mean I didn't have needs of my own.

"As you wish, my dear concubine," he smiled devilishly, forcing my feet apart and pushing himself into me roughly. He found delight in the fact that I was already wet from my lusty thoughts earlier. He ravaged me for a very long time, until this time, I knew I was bruised and sore all over.

"Is this enough for you, my whore?"

I swallowed hard as he pronounced the word whore. It made me remember what Adrian had said. I was a whore, whether I slept with him or Tyler. And believe it or not, hearing that word hurts. My tears streamed down my cheeks, wetting the sheets as the word reverberated in my mind.

I didn't want to be called a whore. I turned my back to Tyler and faced the wall, sobbing softly in the quietness of the room. I was a highly emotional person, and he knew how to trigger me with the wrong word.

His muscular arms wrapped themselves around me, pulling me to rest in his embrace. His deep voice was surprisingly soothing in the darkness of the night and I felt secure, not caged, while he was holding me.

"I will not use that word again," he said, pinching my buds playfully. "Rest, angel, it's a long day ahead of you tomorrow."

A long day? I knew he was pertaining to the concubine-taking ceremony or whatever he called it, but what I didn't know was that a surprise lay in wait for me tomorrow. Tyler Banks had just pulled me into his unusual life of shady dealings and passion, and at the same time, given me something that was totally unexpected.