I Sold His Ring... Now He Owns Me.

"Tasha, the party's tonight. Do you think you'll be able to pull this off?" Tiana's worried voice came through the door.

"I can do this. I have to do this. My sister's life depends on this. The doctor at the hospital sent me a message. Her treatment has been paused until I complete payment for the last three months. If I don't do this, I'll lose my sister. I already lost my mom and dad, she's the only family I have left." Natasha replied as she stared at her reflection on the mirror.

She wore a thin white lace dress that stopped at her thighs. The fabric hugged her body like a second skin, outlining every curve. The only thing holding the dress together was the small golden hook in the middle.

She picked the brown coat that layed on the chair beside her and slide it on. Tonight, she's going to seduce the one and only Jackson Darkmoon and steal his multi-million dollars ring.

She didn't even want to think of the danger she was getting herself into. All that matters is saving her sister at any cost.

Picking up her bag, Natasha took one last look at herself in the mirror. Light makeup with cherry painted lips. She gave herself a bright smile.

Even though she fails tonight, it should be on record that she tried. After checking herself and making sure she was fully covered, she walked out of her room.

Tiana's mouth fell open when she saw Natasha walk out of her room. She gave her a thumbs up. "You nailed the makeup."

Natasha smiled at her and hugged her before leaving. She hailed a taxi to Ice five-star hotel where the party for the rich was taking place. She has to thank Tiana again for helping her get an invitation.

After getting checked by security, Natasha was finally allowed into the hotel. She thanked her stars that they didn't do a thorough search on her, if not they would have found the substance she was carrying. Huge chandeliers hung on the ceiling, casting a golden hue on the chattering crowd below.

Natasha made her way through the crowd. Her eyes scanned everywhere, looking for her target but he was no where to be seen. She needed to execute her plan and get out of here as soon as possible.

The MC came on stage and introduced himself before announcing the presence of some VIP guests. She listened carefully. After mentioning some names, the MC mentioned the names of two couples she had heard about.

"Please let's welcome Mr and Mrs Gluderton. And our highly esteemed guest, Mr. Darkmoon."

The whole place erupted in an ear piercing applaud at the mention of Mr. Darkmoon. He was seated in the VIP table which was guarded by armed bodyguards.

How was she going to get to him if those men were around him. The party had started and time was going.

Natasha looked at the time. Her heart was thumping in her chest. How is she going to get to him? Just as she was about to check the time, her eyes caught sight of a female waiter heading towards the VIP table with a tray in her hand. Bingo!

She looked behind her and saw another waitress coming out from a door which probably led to the kitchen. This is her chance.

As Natasha walked towards the door, she caught sight of another room where some girls walked into. Another girl walked out wearing the same outfit as the other waitress. That was the changing room.

Natasha looked around and when she saw no one was looking, she slipped into the room and changed into the outfit the waitress wore. The only thing she took off was the brown coat which she hung on the place where she took the clothes from.

"Hey you, what are you doing there. Who's serving the wine to the VIP table?" A middle aged woman asked, pointing at some girls who were chatting at the corner.

Natasha quickly ran forward. "I'll serve the wine."

"Ok, come and take it."

She followed the woman into the second part of the kitchen where drinks were being arranged.

"This one is for Mrs. Kalil." The woman said before leaving to attend to other things.

Natasha frowned, this is not going to work. She's to serve only one person. Feeling something tap her shoulder, Natasha turned and saw a girl about her age standing behind her, wearing the same outfit as her.

"Hi." Natasha said.

The girl smiled a little and looked down at the tray in her hand. "Please, can we switch trays." She muttered.

Natasha furrowed her brows.

The girl quickly added. "I get clumsy when I'm scared. I was given the wine for Mr. Darkmoon but I'm too scared to go. I'm worried I'll mess up. Can you please switch trays with me." She pleaded.

Natasha smiled in her head. "Sure, this one is for Mrs. Kalil." They both switched trays and the girl hurried out to serve her the wine.

Natasha looked around. Today must be her lucky day. Most of the waitress in the room had gone out to serve drinks. This is her chance.

Placing the tray with the wine on the table, Natasha pulled the small transparent nylon out of the container in her pocket and turned some of it into the wine. She turned the glass around and it mixed with the wine, blending in with the dark color.

After keeping the container, Natasha picked the tray and quickly hurried out. She nervously scratched the tray with her finger as she walked through the hall. What if her plan didn't work? What if she got caught?

No, she shouldn't think that. As Natasha approached the VIP table, her eyes caught sight of Jackson. He wore a black suit and a black long sleeve shirt. It made him look mysterious.

He was speaking with a man who sat beside him. His shirt was unbuttoned at the chest and she could see his abs peeking out.

Natasha walked to his side and placed the tray on the table. She felt intimidated by his presence. Even though he wasn't looking at her, she felt scared for some reason. He had a dangerous aura around him.

She picked the cup and her hand suddenly wobbled, making the glass fall back into the tray. Natasha swallowed hard. How did she all of a sudden become so clumsy?

Just as she was about to pick the cup again, another hand beat her to it. Her eyes followed the hand and her gaze clashed with Jackson's.

He didn't even look at her for more than a second before turning his face to continue his chatting with the other man.

Natasha looked at him as he gulped everything down. Something else caught her eyes. There it was, the only thing she needed to save her sister was sitting on his pinkie finger. The hand that held the glass cup had the ring on it. Now she has to find a way to get it.

"Waitress, fill my cup for me." The man sitting opposite Jackson called out to Natasha since she was the only waitress around them.

Natasha nodded and stretched to take his glass from in front of him. She popped open the wine and turned a good amount into the cup. After closing it and putting it aside, she held the cup and stretched it towards the man, only for it to slip out of her grip and fall directly on the pants of the man sitting between them.

All the colors on Natasha's face drained off by the time it dawned on her what she had done. She accidentally spilled wine on Jackson's pants.

Natasha reached for the napkins on the table. She bent down in-between his legs and started cleaning the wine off his pants, not realizing where she was touching. She didn't do it on purpose, it was an accident but he might not believe that.

Jackson's face flared up as he grabbed her hands, making her stop. Natasha cried out in pain. His grip was too strong. She looked up at him and saw his face was covered with disgust. Only then did she realize what she had done.

A bodyguard walked forward and grabbed Natasha, pulling her aside as Jackson stood up. He glanced at her before walking towards the elevator. Probably to wash up.

As he approached the elevator, Natasha noticed him stagger. Some bodyguards rushed over to support him but he waved them off and entered the elevator.

Before the elevator door closed, Natasha saw him holding his head and leaning on the wall. The medicine had started taking effect. She needs to follow him.

Breaking free from the bodyguard's hold, Natasha hurried to the elevator. She watched it go up until it stopped on the ninth floor. She pressed the button and waited for the elevator to come down.

When it did, she looked around and made sure nobody saw her before slipping into the elevator.

Natasha inhaled sharply as she stepped out of the elevator. She just realized she had been holding her breath. She looked around, scanning the environment.

Unlike the rest floors, this one was empty and quiet. Natasha walked towards the left. Which way did he go? She looked at the name tags on each door as she walked pass them.

When she got to the end, she saw the door with the tag 'Mr. Darkmoon'. The door was slightly opened, indicating that someone was inside.

Natasha walked in and closed the door behind her.

The suite was wide and opulent. The only source of light was the dim lamp sitting on the table at the corner.

She walks further into the suite and her eyes meet the king-sized bed that's covered with white sheets. She noticed a part of the bed was not white, something was on it.

When she reached down to touch it, her hand touched a firm scorching skin. It seems like he's unconscious. Now's her chance to look for the ring.

Natasha was about to draw back when she suddenly felt a large palm grab her hand. Her eyes shot open as she looked at the man on bed. Before she could process everything, she felt her body spin and fall on the bed.

A huge body towered over hers then grabbed her two hands, pinning them above her head. Natasha looked at the man on top her. Her heart was thumping in her chest. His eyes were dark and his breathing ragged.

He no longer looked like the calm and gentle Jackson she saw earlier. His eyes were filled with wants, wants for pleasure.

Natasha managed to free her hand from his grasp. She reached for her shirt and tore it open, exposing the lace she wore inside. She has to do this, for Elina. That's the reason why she's here.

Natasha saw his eyes darkened. He raised himself up and grabbed her skirt, effortlessly pulling it off her body. Now she was left wearing only the lace from earlier.

Jackson leaned down and buried his face in her neck. He bit and sucked on her neck. Natasha closed her eyes as she tried to stifle a moan.

He suddenly paused. Natasha opened her eyes and looked at him and he raised his head. There was a frown on his face.

"Who are you?" He suddenly asked.

Natasha's blood ran cold. Her heartbeat doubled and it felt like her heart was hitting her ribcage. She stuttered and found it hard to utter a word.

"Aren't you...the girl from...earlier?" He asked and Natasha broke out in cold sweat.

This man is really hard to take down. She added more drugs than she was supposed to add but he was still able to keep part of his sanity.

Natasha reached up and circled her hands around his neck. Pulling him down, she pressed her lips against his and kissed him. She knew the drug was affecting him but he was trying to fight it and she won't let it happen.

Jackson responded to the kiss. He grabbed her head and deepened the kiss. Her lips were soft against his and he could tell from the way she kissed him that she was inexperienced.

Breaking off from the kiss, he raised himself up and looked at her. Her face was flushed and he loved the way her chest rised and fell.

With a single move of his hand, he unhooked the hook on her dress and it flew open, exposing her fair skin. She wore nothing underneath.

His adam apple rolled as his eyes swept all over her body. Natasha reached down and covered her chest with her hands. Her heart was pounding. She'd had never done this before, let alone be naked in front of a stranger. Her heart raced at the thought of what he was going to do next.

Her eyes fluttered as she looked at him. A smirk played across his lips. He grabbed her hands and pulled them away from her chest, pinning them beside her.

"So pretty." He growled as he brought his head down.

Natasha thought of something. When she did her research about this man, she found out that there were two Mr. Darkmoon. One was Jackson Darkmoon and the other was Alexander Darkmoon. They had different backgrounds.

Alexander Darkmoon was the godfather of a well know Mafia gang and he was known for his cold inhumane way of dealing with people. She remembered her father used to warn her about people that should never be messed with for any reason and he was the first person her dad always mentioned.

Jackson Darkmoon - the man she was about to steal a ring from- had a rather good background compared to Alexander. He was a wealthy business tycoon who owned some tech companies around the world.

It just so happened that he had a ring that cost millions, too bad she was about to steal it. He's rich, he would probably get another one.

Natasha thought of it. If it was Alexander who owned the ring, she'd never have done this, even though she had nine lives. That man was a monster and stealing from him was like signing a death warrant.

She didn't know much about him, the only thing she knew were the little things her father told her and somethings she found on the internet. She didn't even know how he looked like in real life. Somehow, there was no photo of him on the internet. And she also noticed there was only one photo of Jackson on the internet which she found on a secret website.

Tiana was the one who carried out the research on the ring. She was able to get insider information from her hacker friend, that's how she found out about the party.

She shouldn't waste this opportunity. Tiana went through lots of trouble to do the research and get her the invitation. If she doesn't use her time wisely, someone might come in looking for him and then she'll be caught.

Natasha snapped out of her thoughts as she felt something hot and wet sucking her nipple.

Jackson bit and sucked on her nipple. His tongue swirled around and he grazed it with his teeths. His lips sucked hard and it sent currents all over her body.

Natasha moaned softly as his fingers tugged at the second side. Her stomach churned and she curled her toes. What was this feeling in her stomach? She has never felt it before and it felt so...good!

Jackson bit her one last time before pulling his mouth away. He licked his lips and looked down at where his mouth had been. It was light red because of how hard he sucked.

He wanted to go for another round but there were other places to explore.

Natasha moved her legs and suddenly felt a wet sensation between them. Her eyes widened. Oh no! Was she on her period?

This is a very bad timing.

Her sudden expression didn't go unnoticed by Jackson. He reached down and grabbed her legs, about to pull them apart but she quickly stopped him.

Remembering she wasn't wearing anything underneath, Natasha's face turned red. She must have stained the bed already.

Natasha tried to sit up to stop the hungry beast in front of her but he pushed her down and she felt her legs part.

She closed her eyes out of embarrassment. How did she forget to check her calendar?

Amidst her thoughts, she noticed the man in front of her hadn't made any sound. She slowly opened her eyes and peeked at him. He was staring down there, at her opened legs.

Natasha's body stiffened as she felt his finger touch her entrance. He raised his finger and showed it to her. "Already wet for me?" He asked with a smirk.

She looked at his finger and saw it wasn't red with blood. A white sticky liquid trailed down his finger.

"First time?" He asked and before she could reply, he inserted his finger into her.

Natasha cried out as he moved his finger in and out without pity. She grabbed the sheets and squeezed it. It was painful, really painful.

After what seemed like an endless torture, he pulled his finger out and settled between her legs.

His eyes were burning with pleasure and she felt exhausted already. If she's to get the ring, she needs to keep herself awake but at the same time, he has to be extremely tired so he could fall asleep.

When he raised his finger, she noticed the ring was no longer there. Now she had to find it.

Glancing at the clock beside the lamp on the table, she could barely see the time but she could tell from the arrows that she had less than 1 hour.

Natasha looked up as his huge figure towered over hers. Her eyes wandered down and noticed...he wasn't wearing anything down there.

She took a deep breath. She has to do this fast. Taking the initiative, she reached for his cock and brought it down to her entrance.

His brows raised in surprise. "So brave." He muttered as he plunged into her with full force.

Natasha cried out as she dug her fingers into his shoulder. A small tear slipped from the corner of her eyes as he thrust harder into her.

She felt herself opening around him. He didn't even start slow and let her get used to the feeling before increasing momentum. He just slammed into her and started thrusting hard.

Natasha closed her eyes as he continued thrusting in and out of her. She could barely feel her waist.

Another hot tear slip from the corner of her eye down to her ear. She bit her lower lip, assuring herself that it was about to end.

Another tear threatened to fall when his voice rang out. She opened her eyes and felt him pull out of her. She could feel the hole he had created in her.

"Hold you legs up." He ordered and she didn't dare disobey.

Natasha raised her legs so her lap was pressed against her chest. She joined her hands together and passed her legs through the middle so her hands were now holding her legs up and giving him more access to her entrance.

Again, he slammed into her with full force and started thrusting in and out. Natasha bit her lip to stifle her cry. Slowly she adjusted and it wasn't as painful as earlier. She started feeling the pleasure in it and soon, she found herself moaning with every thrust.

Natasha released her legs as she felt him slow down. He stiffened as he found his release.

Natasha was about to protest when she felt his hot liquid pack into her. Oh no, she wasn't supposed to allow him release inside her. She's not trying to bear his child.

Natasha breathed a sigh of relief as he collapsed beside her. She didn't make any move. She laid there and waited until she could hear his even breathing before standing up.