Chapter 2: Beg Me, and I Will Help You

As Aurora collapsed into his arms, the man's brows furrowed with alarm. Traces of tears lingered at the corners of her eyes, and her once pristine skirt was marred with leaves and mud. Her shoes were nowhere to be found; she was a pitiable sight indeed. His cold hand brushed against Aurora's delicate face as he spoke in a dangerously charming tone, "I will help you, but there's a price."

A shiver ran through Aurora; danger seemed to radiate from the man's entire being. Swallowing hard, she considered the two men trailing behind her and her eyes hardened with resolve. "Fine, I'll pay you," she asserted, her status as the sole legitimate heir to the Montgomery family giving her confidence.

"Good," the man said abruptly, lifting her into his arms and signaling to someone nearby, "Go ahead."

"Put that woman down!"

At that moment, their pursuers shouted, and she curled up in his embrace, gripping his sleeve tightly. The two brash thugs moved to approach but suddenly, one of them screamed in agony and fell, followed by sounds of an intensive beating.

The man carried her into his car, the driver hurriedly holding an umbrella and following behind them. Aurora felt miserable all the way, trying to distance herself from him as much as she could. She couldn't bear it any longer; she didn't know where he would take her, her mind unable to think clearly. Eventually, the car stopped, and he carried her out, tossing her onto a luxurious European-style king-sized bed.

Aurora felt feverish as she looked at the man standing by the bed, dressed in a black suit. He was tall, his facial features sharply sculpted like a statue, his expression cold and distant, his thin lips curled into a smirk that was not quite a smile. He seemed like an emperor looking down on her.

Noticing her flushed face, it was clear she had been drugged. "I feel awful... Can you call a doctor?" she asked weakly.

His lips curved, "I've solved your problem, now it's time for my payment." He began to remove his tie and shirt.

Aurora hadn't realized the "payment" would be herself! Never having been in such a situation, she panicked and moved back slightly, becoming more alert, "I—I can give you money."

"Do you think I need money?" he said, leaning over her. "Your expression is quite amusing."

"I don’t..." Aurora stammered in fear.

"Since today is your eighteen birthday, let's do something only adults do..." His lips touched her ear, and he chuckled at her sensitivity.

"Stop!!!" Aurora's voice rose in a desperate cry, "Do you even know who I am?"

"What are you holding on to? Your man is currently enjoying himself with another woman, and your so-called friend Susan Simmons along with your stepsister have set up a scene to capture you with another man in bed!"

"Your stepmother has even contacted hundreds of media outlets waiting to expose you, not to mention the shares you were supposed to inherit. It might be difficult for you to even live as a normal woman after this."

He casually revealed these truths, sending a shiver down Aurora's spine. She remembered the photos they had taken; though her clothes hadn't been removed, the scandal would be damaging nonetheless.

"Who are you? How do you know all this?" she demanded coldly, not recognizing his face.

"Me? Just a passerby, Little Bunny. What do you think you should do now?" His hand teasingly stroked her flushed cheek.

"What should I do?" Aurora felt her body heating up, her mind fogging.

"Perhaps, if you beg me, I'll help you," his devilish voice whispered in her ear.

"Please, help me..." Aurora lost all her rational thoughts.

As soon as she spoke, his kiss descended on her like a storm, a fiery wave overwhelming her body. Under the influence of the drug, she began to crave his kisses, experiencing a tingling and thrilling sensation she had never felt with her boyfriend.

This night would be the most unforgettable of her life; she had made love with a stranger. Perhaps they both got what they needed; she desperately needed a "cure" to feel better, and he swept over every inch of her body like a tireless beast, leaving her sleepless throughout the night.

Her tears soaked the pillow, etching names after names in her heart.