I blink, trying to comprehend if I've come to the correct location. There is a reason why I couldn't involve the police with this. I can't trust anyone. After what our adoptive father did to us last night, I knew I couldn't stay put and let things stir up even more. Especially if it reaches our granddad! He will write me out of the will, probably even writing others out of the will as well!

All that we have gone through since childhood as fucking billionaire's offspring would have gone to waste. All until this moment was for us to be considered as his rightful heir. Rightful owners to StarTech!

"What the fuck is this place...?" Panic settles in me as I watch the warehouse-looking location. It makes me feel so vulnerable and victimized. Anything could happen to me even under broad daylight.

However, as I walk out of the car, I see a silhouette of a man under the shadows of the shed. He has a leg up against the wall of the warehouse, standing close to the door. He is blowing small puffs of cigarette in the air.

His face wasn't visible...until...

"Oh...my...God." I covered my mouth in pure shock. "NO FUCKING WAY!" I screamed at the man!

"Cynric Zelinsky...you..." I couldn't believe it! Cynric is a billionaire's son, just like my brothers. His parents even rival StarTech. I can't believe I've been lured in by him! I feel...ashamed.

"Hello, gorgeous." He greets me viciously, throwing the cigarette to the ground to crush it under his leather shoe. It is a whole new perspective I see of Cynric - the sophisticated look replaced with a cowboy style.

"You were the ones who took those pictures?"

"Not me, obviously. I hired an investigator, and damn, was he good at it. I always knew the Frostbites had something going on. You're fucking your dad too or what..?" My eyes widen, disgust filling me completely. I raise my hand to deliver a sweet, tight slap across his face for everything he's done so far.

"Uh-uh. I wouldn't do that if I were you." Almost too quickly, he dangles the phone in front of my face. It has me thinking about my actions again, just like he wanted.

"My intentions are clear, Amy. I want you. I need you...your body. There's something so magnetic about your body ever since I've seen those pictures. If the Frostbites could have you, why not me?" He says. He had taken a step closer, and I hadn't realized that until his minty breath danced over my lips.

"Let me pleasure you too, Amy. Let this be our deal." He's been talking a lot since we saw each other.

"Our deal? The fucking guts of yours to ask me even. What makes you think I'd agree? Huh!? You're blackmailing me!" The smile on his face falls suddenly.

"I had to bring you out of that mansion. This was the only way. Besides, you haven't seen me in bed at all. All the ladies who slept with me before this have said I'm a sex God. And you...I want you to be my Goddess so I shall serve you." Cynric takes my hand, kissing the knuckles as I gulp harshly.

Well...I've been stalking Cynric and other rich families for information and mostly fun. Cynric doesn't seem like the guy to approach women - women approach him instead. When Cynric has gone to lengths to lure me out for one fuck, it makes me feel elated. Don't get me wrong. I don't feel any attraction towards this monster.

But I may or may not have accidentally laid eyes on his growing bulge. I gulp again, wanting to make a decision already.

Somewhere within, Cyrnic giving me this kind of attention makes me want him to worship me - like he said he would. Why not be worshipped?

"What about the pictures then?" I ask,

"They'll be deleted once I have my way with you." He says, but the smirk returns to his face as he continues,

"But here's the catch - I delete each after one session of ours." My eyes feel like falling out of my skull.

"That's disgusting. I'm reporting you to the police." Of course, I would! I wouldn't want to sleep with him ever again after today! It is better to have my dignity washed away by the media than let Cynric wash it away himself.

But...

"Before you come to that conclusion, remember...my family works with the dignitaries of this state. Your videos and photos leaked will not just cost you, but your whole family. Would you want random strangers on the internet to fap their meat to your moans and pics, baby girl?" Cynric speaks to my back as I have stopped in my tracks to listen. A cold shiver of disgust runs down my spine. The imagery makes me feel every ounce of loathing towards Cynric now.

"How dare you..." I growl.

"Follow my conditions and let me fuck you, or be fucked by the media. It's your choice, Amy Frostbite." Oh my goodness.

"We don't have much time." He says. I can feel him breathing down my neck now. Should I let this man take advantage of me? What's his ultimate motive? I know for sure that he isn't stopping with this. He would want more from me, which I'm ready to give.

Should I talk to my brothers and have them beat him up? They have the right to know as well.

"Say it. Say it..." I feel Cynric's hand crawl up against my thigh. I'm wearing a short skirt - which I admit was a terrible choice. Slowly, his hand reaches my core as I look around.

Then I say,

"Take me to a closed space, at least. I don't want to do it on a fucking farm around pigs and creeps." I speak out in a condescending, uninterested tone. His eyes sparkle at once, and he says,

"As you say, princess."