The Billionaire's Hidden Marriage

Daisy Knight walked towards the hotel room, clutching the key card in her hands, in the 5-star hotel corridor. Every step she took towards the door, she kept thinking about her fiancé, Dylan Noble, who lay in bed, sick from a blood allergy that needed blood to save him. He had Autoimmune Hemolytic Anemia (AIHA).

Daisy would do anything to save her fiancé from death. Dylan had been a saving grace in her life, and she didn't know what she would do without him. She remembered what the doctor said about Dylan. Dylan had just been through an accident, and he needed blood, and not just any kind of blood, a special kind of blood because of his blood allergy. He had Autoimmune Hemolytic Anemia (AIHA) so, his body's immune system mistakenly attacks its own red blood cells, leading to their destruction. This type of immune dysfunction makes finding compatible blood require very specific matching.

Hence, his body had refused all the blood that the doctors had tried to help him with. Not even the people in the same group of blood could help him.

The doctor told them that they would need blood from a direct descendant of Dylan or someone who had the same medical condition as Dylan. They would have preferred if Dylan had had a child, that could have helped him with a little blood to save his life. But Dylan and Daisy had not had sexual intercourse yet. They had been waiting to get married to know each other physically. Dylan's father was dead, and so a child would have helped to save him, but none of those things were available for them.

Daisy did not give up. She kept persisting to the doctors in and outside the country, trying to look for outside sources, until one day, the chief medical doctor revealed patient personal information. The doctor felt sorry for her and revealed a secret. The doctor told her that there was one other person who had the same kind of disease as her fiancé, Dylan, had. That person's blood could help save Dylan's life because they were closer and more related in everything, from the records that were found in the system. That person also had the same disease, and this disease affected them greatly. Hence, these people had a hard time seeing blood. They can't see even a drop of blood. When they see blood, it causes them to shut down, and they are afraid it could lead to serious damage. Hence, why they couldn't ask this person to help Dylan with his blood.

The doctor also told her that this person was not just a normal citizen. He was a rich billionaire who was arrogant and very cruel, not to mention selfish. Someone who thought a lot of people were beneath him and that he was above everything. When they had tried reaching out to him about Dylan's condition, his secretary had hung up the phone on them and did not want to spend a single time listening to them. He was the devil incarnate.

But this was a new hope in Daisy's ears. She was determined to save Dylan, and she would do anything for him. Hence, she started thinking of ways to get this person's blood. She asked for the doctor to give her this person's name and asked what would be needed in order to save her fiancee.

The doctor assured her that even a newborn baby's blood from the belly button when he is born can save Dylan's life. And hence, that is when Daisy came up with the plan to save Dylan's life by doing what she was about to do today. She was going to sacrifice her virginity and her self-worth for Dylan's life.

As she reached the doors, she hesitated and took a deep breath. The person on the other side of the door, Kingsley Blackwood, was not a good man He was a cold, calculating and an arrogant, selfish person. She did not want to do this, but he was the only one in the world right now who could give Dylan back to her. However, Daisy Knight came from the Knight family, a family with a long history of resilience and strength. She squared her shoulders, drew upon her family's legacy and Dylan's helpless face on the hospital bed, and pushed open the door to face the devil himself.

Daisy began her plan by researching Kingsley Blackwood. She began finding out where he liked hanging out, his office, and his home. She found an entry into his life through a 5-star expensive restaurant in the country that he frequented on weekends. Leveraging her connections, she secured a job there and started working, meticulously investigating him and devising a strategy to get close to him.

As she delved deeper into her investigation, Daisy learned from those who knew him that Kingsley was cruel, harsh, brutal, arrogant, and fearless towards anybody, and no one dared to cross him for fear of repercussions. Some even speculated that he had connections with the mafia, as his enemies seemed to vanish without a trace. This revelation scared her, but it only fueled her determination to save Dylan's life.

Despite the risks, Daisy was determined in her mission. She knew that Kingsley would never willingly save Dylan's life, so she assured herself that this was the only way forward. With a carefully crafted plan in place, Daisy prepared to infiltrate the enemy's territory.

Tonight was the night she was going to do it. Daisy had ensured that Kingsley Blackwood would be at the hotel. While he was at the bar enjoying drinks with his acquittance, she discreetly added something to his drink. The man was so arrogant, that he never raised his eyes to look at the person saving him. But that worked perfectly for her.

Daisy knew that the aphrodisiac she had put in Kingsley Blackwood's drink would have taken effect by now. She opened the door using the key card she had and let herself inside the hotel room. Standing by the door, she listened intently to the sounds emanating from the bedroom before making her way toward it.

The lights in the hotel's sitting room were on, but as she went into the bedroom and quietly opened the door, she realized that the lights in the bedroom were turned off. As she entered, lights were coming from the bedside table, the only source of illumination in the room. A man was sitting on the bed, on the edge of the bed, hunched over and looking uncomfortable.

"What the fuck do you want?" the man shouted at her. Undeterred, Daisy, though startled, kept walking towards him. As she got closer, she saw that he appeared flushed, with dilated pupils, an increased heart rate, and a visible hard-on.

As she got closer to him, she took the time to study him. She was amazed at how handsome he looked. He was so handsome, it was cute, how he had these pumped, plump lips, raised eyebrows, natural raised eyebrows, almond eyes, a sharp nose, and a defined face. He was just too handsome, which was a great contrast to the angry eyes he pointed towards her.

"I asked you, what the fuck do you want?" he shouted at her. She swallowed saliva and gathered all her strength.

"I am here to help you," she said.

She opened the buttons on her blouse and let it fall behind her on the ground. His gaze was as fierce as a sword, making Daisy feel guilty enough that she dared not look directly at him.jbj He looked at Daisy, who stood, the threat in his nature remained strong. Daisy gave a perfect smile.

Kingsley took her finger, and his face was cold. "I don't need it." But the drug grew stronger, spreading throughout his body.

He found it difficult to ignore the strange sensations inside. "You really don't need it?" Daisy saw the changes in Kingsley's eyes, darker color, more desire.

Kingsley asked her, "What do you think you're doing? Please put your shirt on and get out." Daisy was determined. She went towards him and started caressing his hair. Kingsley swatted away her hand.

"What do you have to lose? It's just a night of pleasure."

"I told you, I don't need it and I don't want you here. Leave." Daisy ignored his order to leave. She bent and straightened, playing with her alluring and rising gold necklace with her slender fingers, and said softly. "Don't worry, I'm clean."

She put her hand on his shoulders and sat on his lap as she tenderly kissed his ear. "I promise," she said softly, "it's going to be a night to remember."

Kingsley was already at the edge as the aphrodisiac had worked its magic on him. He held onto her a little too tightly as Daisy yelped and caught the sound inside her mouth with his tongue. And just as Kingsley was about to touch her, he pushed her away from him as she fell on the floor. What was hurt was her pride, but she also hurt herself. She shouted,

"What is wrong with you?" As she asked that, she saw Kingsley's face change to anger, "Get out!" He seethed, and she realized that that was not the face she wanted him to have tonight. So she knew she had to change her reaction towards him.

"I'm sorry, baby," she said as she stood up slowly, ignoring the pain and removed the rest of her clothes, left in her bra and panties.

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.

She took the medicine and placed it in her mouth, then she took the water and drank. Afterward, she finished putting on her clothes. The man went to the bedside drawer, opened it, took out a huge stack of cash, and threw it at her.

"Here is the money for your service. I would say it's a pleasure meeting you, but I would be lying. I hope this money can help you start a new life from this one."

Daisy felt both insulted and embarrassed, but she bit her tongue and didn't say anything.

"Now, Get out. I never want to see you ever again," he said and left towards the hotel bathroom.

Daisy didn't say anything. She turned and left the hotel room. When she got outside the door, she closed it behind her and spat out the medicine in her hand. There were traces of it-residue in her mouth, she took the water bottle in her bag and washed it out, then spit it back into the bottle, then closed it and put it away. She headed towards the elevator.

Just as the doors to the elevator closed, she couldn't hold herself anymore. Tears started falling, one after another, until she was full-on sobbing right there in the elevator. Luckily, it was late at night, and nobody else got in with her.

When she reached the lobby, she tried to wipe the tears from her eyes and walked straight outside to her car, where she cried for a very long time. Her virginity and her first love, which she had saved for her lover in the hospital, was given to a stranger. She will never be clean again. Now she could only hope that she would be pregnant and save Dylan's life.

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Daisy's prayers seemed to have been fulfilled as luck came her way. A little over a month, she didn't get her period did. Upon examination, she discovered that she was pregnant. Holding the report in her hand, she couldn't help but feel joyous as she looked at the two positive lines.

Daisy was extremely cautious after learning of her pregnancy. She withdrew from her family and everyone else, enduring loneliness until the time of labor. She endured the pain and gave birth to a healthy baby girl.

The baby's loud cry filled Daisy with a sense of hope. After a doctor's examination, it was confirmed that the child's blood matched Dylan's. Realizing that the baby's umbilical cord blood could be used to heal her fiancé, she completely forgot about the twelve hours of labor pain and instantly shed tears of excitement and joy.

"Finally, Dylan can be saved..." Exhausted both physically and mentally, Daisy eventually succumbed to deep sleep.

When she woke up, she found herself in the hospital bed, a nurse approached her with a smile, "Miss Knight, are you awake? Can I help you with anything?"

"Where is my baby?" Daisy looked around but didn't see her child. Worried, she attempted to sit up.

"Don't worry. The baby is being cared for." The nurse helped arrange the pillow behind her.

"Thank you," Daisy said gratefully.

At that moment, the door to the ward opened, and a cheerful voice rang out, "Sister, I'm here."

"Maisy?" Daisy spotted her younger sister, Maisy Knight and smiled.

"Yes, sister, it's me. I'm so happy that you pulled through safely and you're safe now. You have done so much by risking your life for Dylan. I'm sure he appreciates you for saving his life. You worked hard."

"Maisy, how is Dylan? I want to see him." Daisy said.

To keep their plan a secret and prevent anyone else from finding out, she hadn't been to see Dylan for nearly a year and hadn't returned home either. Maisy was the one used dating her on Dylan's well being and covering for her at home.

"Sister, the doctor said he will undergo surgery as soon as possible. My Brother-in-law, Dylan will surely be fine. After his successful surgery, I'll be the first to tell him that it's because of you that he's recovering. I'll also ask him to marry you as soon as possible so that I can have some luck too." Maisy held Daisy's hand, her face filled with a smile and she looked very happy.

Marriage? After giving birth to this child, would she and Dylan still have a future together? Daisy smiled with her eyes downcast, hiding the darkness in her eyes.

"My sister, ou're still very weak. You need to rest well. Once you recover, I'll take you personally to see my Brother-in-law. During this time, I'll look after him for you, so please be assured and don't worry." Maisy didn't notice Daisy's sudden change and spoke cheerfully.

Daisy stretched and gently stroked the back of Maisy's hand. "Maisy, you've done so much to care for my Dylan. Thank you very much my young sister."

"Don't worry about it. We're sisters, and I'll be happy when you're happy. You're my only sister and you just made me an aunt" maisy squealed.

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After two weeks of suffering and waiting, Daisy could finally leave the private nursing home. But as she stepped out of the side door of the facility with her baby, a crowd of people rushed towards her, surrounding her.

The glare of cell phone, flashlights flashed continuously, and the phones held by the people were pointed at her like spears.

"Daisy, you disappeared the year Dylan Noble was very ill, and now you've secretly given birth. Is this a big gift to Dylan, who was allowed to leave the hospital not long ago?" The words of one female reporter were filled with mockery.

The media presenters bombarded her with questions. "Is this Dylan's child? We've heard that due to his condition at the time of your pregnancy, it couldn't have been his child. Whose child is this, Daisy Knight?

"The Knight family has always been known for its integrity and impeccable behavior, and we didn't expect this from a member such as yourself."

The interrogation persisted. "Daisy, did you cheat on Dylan? Isn't he your fiancé? Why would you do that while he was lying sick in bed?"

"Such immoral behavior! How could someone of your stature engage in such actions?"

"What about this child? If he is not Dylan's child, is the child a bastard? Born out of wedlock?"

"Are you and Mr Noble still engaged? Does he know about your secret babby?"

The barrage of questions forced Daisy to clutch her child tightly in her arms. Her face hardened.

"Please leave me and my family alone. This is none of your concern. Don't you all have something better to do?."

No one except Maisy knew about her pregnancy and childbirth. How could these people show up now and potentially expose everything? Daisy bit her lip forcefully, her eyes filled with suspicion. The more she thought about it, the colder she felt. She knew something wasn't right.

At the same time, a crowd had gathered on the other side. There was Dylan Noble, who stood tall and didn't appear as sickly as before. Although still somewhat frail, he seemed much stronger now. The eyes that were once filled with love and adoration for Daisy now held a strange chill. There was suppressed anger in his eyes.

"Mr. Noble, are you here to take Daisy home?"

"Is your engagement still valid? Will you accept Ms. Knight's illegitimate child?"