Chapter 2 One night with an asshole.

This luxurious mansion in the northern corner of the city is one of the best mansions with a view of nature that is a feast for the eyes. Standing on the edge of a cliff and looking out at the blue ocean or walking along the coastline, waiting for the sun to set in the evening, is the highlight.

Oriaga Niel has owned the three-story mansion for the past three years, but she rarely visits the estate in the north if she doesn't need peace.

After an hour and a half of Oriaga driving his car alone without a personal driver or bodyguard, he had called someone. He ordered them to delete the CCTV footage of the area around the elevator and basement at the time the man had mentioned.

Oriaga did not want to look like a 'perpetrator' if Amanda had lost the effects of her hangover. Oriaga realized that his current actions could cause problems that disrupted his business.

While the woman didn't say much, Amanda was trapped by a problematic situation. She had intended to call her family, but Oriaga's hand quickly snatched Amanda's cell phone before throwing it on the back seat.

"You crazy man!"

"You just realized that?" Oriaga was getting more and more arrogant. He felt in charge of everything that was happening now.

The guards immediately opened the main gate after hearing the sound of car horns from a distance. The mansion was far from the highway, so the guards always easily guessed who could come to this place besides the workers.

"Welcome to the mansion, Mr. Oriaga." The stocky man in his gray uniform briefly bowed as Oriaga slowed down the car and opened the left mirror.

"Thank you."

"You brought someone?"

Oriaga stared at Amanda momentarily, the woman leaning her head against the side of the glass without a care in the world.

"Yes, my beloved."

"Ah. Okay."

The car drove faster down the 500-meter-long single road to the mansion's spacious courtyard.

As the car stopped in the courtyard, another guard appeared and ran to open the car door.

"Welcome to the mansion, Mr. Oriaga."

"Yes. Thank you very much." The man went out, turned, and opened the right side door before carrying Amanda's limp body.

The guard was surprised to see a strange woman there, but he tried to act normal in front of his employer as he smiled warmly.

Without interacting again, Oriaga walked towards the main door, greeted by several female servants who took care of the mansion. Their expressions were almost the same: shocked and silent.

"He has never brought a woman to this place."

"Really? So, this is the first time?"

"Yeah. Quite a shock, but whatever, get back to work."

Some servers had talked about Oriaga after the man had walked a short distance to a glass elevator. They could see how gently Oriaga treated his woman in front of many people.

There were many rooms in the mansion, and Oriaga was free to occupy all of them, including the primary suite, the most spacious and luxurious room among the others.

The man carried Amanda into the main room, laying her weak body down as she regained consciousness.

"You. What are you doing?" Amanda's hands clutched Oriaga's maroon shirt when she almost stood up. While her body was lying on the spacious bed, a strange scent caught Amanda's attention, and she looked around. She was surprised to realize she was somewhere else. "Where, where am I? What are you doing!"

Although weak, the woman still showed an annoyed expression, and Oriaga stuck to her position, bent over with Amanda underneath her.

Oriaga smiled, then grinned.

"You're still asking questions? Are you pretending to be stupid or something, huh?"

"Oriaga."

"Amanda Claire Griscouv, you will like this situation. As a bitch, you should understand." She pulled Amanda's grip loose, then pressed the woman's hands beside her head while Oriaga moved up on all fours on top of Amanda's body.

"I'm not a bitch."

"Really?" Oriaga smiled dismissively. "You've admitted it."

"Let go of me, let me go. There was never any problem between us all those years ago; you even just left, and then it's like this? What did I do wrong?"

"It's strange that a lady of the Griscouv Family doesn't understand the resentment I've harbored all these years."

"We have problems, so just get on with your life, Oriaga. Let me go home."

"Moving on? I'm doing it, you know. But I must admit that it's hard to forget the hurt and grow up with me. You wouldn't understand."

"What, if it's all about your disappointment, let's talk about it nicely, not like this."

Oriaga snorted. She brought her lips close to Amanda's ear, letting the sigh of the man's breath become something terrifying when it touched Amanda's neck and ear.

"Okay. Let's talk nicely afterward because right now, I want to play with a bitch, a slut who was once my best friend. Should give a big tip after the game, right?"

"Oriaga."

The man looked at her, their faces very close. He saw Amanda's eyeballs start to glaze over. She was crying silently, in absolute fear.

"Please, let go, me."

Oriaga's expression became sad; he watched Amanda's crying face, caressing her face as if pitying the woman. However, the following situation made the woman glare when Oriaga got her lips, kissing Amanda passionately without pause.

It all happened so fast that Oriaga had time to lift his body to take off his suit and shirt before kissing Amanda again.

No matter how the woman felt, Oriaga just wanted to do it, acting as he pleased as if to dissolve all the long pent-up anger.

Amanda couldn't stop crying, and it hurt inside and out when others continued to hurt her as she begged them to stop.

"Please stop, don't hurt me." Amanda continued to plead as her lips were freed from Oriaga's kiss. However, there was no consideration to stop. Oriaga went further and further, taking off everything, their clothes, even if it meant tearing Amanda's dress.

On some parts of Oriaga's back, there are scratches from Amanda's nails, but it doesn't change the situation because Oriaga is enjoying it too much. She is pretty absorbed despite being a form of torture for Amanda.

Until one harsh and forceful thrust, Oriaga watched Amanda almost die. The woman took a deep breath, holding it for a few seconds as she stared at Oriaga vengefully while enduring the pain.

In situations like this, the effects of alcohol disappear entirely. Amanda should have sipped more if she knew Oriaga's madness was coming.

"Do you want to kill me?" Amanda asked, along with the pain that kept hitting her. She whimpered and moaned. The woman's life seemed to be almost taken away. "You have no compassion for me?"

"Why are you lying?" Oriaga realized something. "I've already done it, so let what's happening now flow to the end."

"Bastard."

"The bastard who controls you."

Amanda screamed as much as she could, but Oriaga smiled and caressed her face.

"Scream until you run out of strength because your voice won't leave this room. Try to do it, Amanda."

"YOU'RE SUCH AN ASSHOLE, ORIAGA!!!"

Amanda's consciousness was lost after screaming. The woman no longer made a sound and provoked panic in Oriaga's face.

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