Chapter 2 Enemy Territory

Kingsley looked at her and couldn't help gulping saliva. Daisy was a wondrous beauty. She had the body models wish they had. She was carved in just the right places, and her skin looked soft and shiny With a captivating, attractive, and enigmatic figure, full of charm, Alissa was a seductress. Kingsley couldn't help himself. He knew that he had already lost this match before it had begun.

Before Daisy knew what was going on, Kingsley was already on her as he picked her up and threw her on the bed. She was taken aback by both the sudden movement and his assertive action. And just as she had settled on the bed, Kingsley had already gotten on top of her, and before she could react further, Kingsley was already kissing her as his hands wandered all over her body, touching her everywhere and kissing her hungrily.

Kingsley kissed her as if he were trying to suck the life out of her. It was intense. It was ravenous. Daisy and Dylan had kissed before. Their kisses were always sweet, filled with passion, but this kiss felt more like a punishment. Just as her mind wandered, Kingsley took off her apron below, trying to remove her panties. She was suddenly filled with fear as she asked herself, "Am I really going to lose my virginity this way, to this man?" She didn't know what to do, and panic surged within her, but just before she could react and tell him to stop, he had already thrust into her, inside her, in one brutal motion that took her breath away and made her scream bloody murder.

When Daisy stopped screaming, or stopped hearing the sound of her own voice screaming, as all her mind focused on the pain between her legs, she realized that the atmosphere had become eerie. Silent, Kingsley was motionless above her as he looked directly at her. She couldn't read the emotions on his face. He seemed to be alternating between anger and regret.

"You were a virgin?" He asks, but it sounded more like he was saying it to himself in disbelief.

Daisy didn't know whether she should say something, so she kept quiet and avoided looking into his eyes. Kingsley, above her, said, "Relax," and when she looked back at him, his expression had softened from before. She wouldn't call it soft, but it wasn't as harsh anymore. She tried to relax, but it was difficult. Kingsley kissed her again, but this time the kiss was soft, sweet, and different. She had anticipated it to be as rough as before, but this time he seemed to be taking his time, savoring the moment. He seemed to be enjoying himself. As he transitioned from kissing her mouth to nibbling on her ears and kissing her tenderly on her soft skin, she began to relax. When he started moving inside her, it was ever so slowly. She still felt traces of pain, but as she relaxed, she began to get wetter and better.

When he was done, Daisy mustered all the strength she had and tried to ignore the pain as she started getting down from the bed, but Kingsley held her hand and stopped her.

"Where do you think you're going?" he asked her. She turned her head around to look at him, lying on the bed behind her.

"I'm just getting dressed and going to go."

"Go where? I thought that you said you were here for me, that you were going to help me. Does this look like you have done your job?" Kingsley said as he indicated towards his rock-hard member. Daisy blushed with embarrassment when she saw it. They had had sex, but he hadn't removed his clothes in front of her, and hence she hadn't seen the large member that had just been inside her. Looking at it now, it looked frightening and imposing, just like the man himself. She stuttered.

"Come on now, don't be shy. It's not like you're a virgin or anything," he mocked her. Daisy frowned at his sudden jab at her. "Although I'm curious," Kingsley continued. "How did you get into my room? And why did you come here? Really?" Kingsley asked.

This question threw Daisy off track. She didn't want Kingsley to find out the reason why she was here, for a lot of reasons. Right now, she had to find a way to get out before Kingsley found out why she was here. She turned back fully and looked at Kingsley with a smile on her face, giving him doe eyes that screamed of innocence as she said,

"I always had a crush on you. I'm so happy I got to spend tonight with you. Whatever you need, I'm here at your service."

She said with a smile as she got back in the bed, only to find out later that she had bitten off more than she could chew. The man had a huge appetite, alot of craving and was reluctant, unsatisfied, and full of anger during their sexual interaction. She didn't know if this was because of the aphrodisiac or if it was just his nature, because in the second, third, and fourth round, he wasn't as sweet as he had been the first time.

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Kingsley had lost his appetite. He glanced at the woman who lay almost half-dead, fast asleep next to him. This woman thought she was fooling him, but he knew there was more to her story than she let on. It wasn't a coincidence that he felt and experienced what his body went through. Somebody had tampered with either his food or his drinks tonight, and that person likely planted this woman in his room. The only question was why and what those people wished to accomplish.

Kingsley Blackwood didn't rise to where he was by being a fool. He wasn't the richest man by chance. Although the Blackwood family had been wealthy for decades, he had elevated his family from being merely rich to being the wealthiest. He was smart, and he had enemies. There were always enemies in business. You didn't reach the top by being weak; you reached it by being strong, and there was always someone out there trying to bring you down.

He felt sorry for the poor woman who had been placed in this room as a sacrificial lamb. But at least she had told the truth about being clean. It was her first time. He was the first man to breach her hymen. That much was certain. But there was another question he needed to address quickly. He picked up his phone and made a call. Then, he moved closer to the woman and watched her as she took a deep breath. He wondered how easy it would be to snuff the life out of her, to silence her forever.

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Daisy felt someone kicking her awake from her sleep. She was so groggy and sleepy that she groaned in response. Her whole body was sore from the man's sexual attacks on her body. She slowly opened her eyes to find Kingsley standing over her. "Wake up," he demanded. She slowly and painfully sat up on the bed and watched him. He put his hands in his trouser pockets, half-dressed, with his upper body exposed, revealing his muscled, defined physique as he wore his pants halfway down. "Put your clothes on," he instructed.

She stood up, biting her lip to suppress the pain she was feeling, and started putting on her clothes. "Here," she heard the man say. She raised her eyes and saw him giving her a glass of water and a packet of medicine. She took it and started trying to figure out what it was, and the man said, "Drink that. I don't want any surprises. I don't want to leave anything to chance."

It was a Plan B drug to prevent her from getting pregnant. She took the pill and the water with trembling hands.