Chapter 5: Ruthless

Diego looked up at her face, his brow knitting hard. "Pee?"

Candy nodded immediately. Diego knew she was using this as an excuse just to get away from him. She made a deal with a devil like him, and then she was scared?

One thing is for sure, he is definitely going to fuck her tonight.

Candy's eyes slowly opened when she felt the man getting off her.

"Be quick," he ordered.

"The restroom?"

"On the left," he replied, his voice showing he was getting impatient.

Candy grabbed her clothes from the floor and rushed into the restroom, shutting the door behind her. Her chest was heaving hard as she tried to calm herself.

"Oh, that was scary," she muttered. Why can't he be patient? They just met today, and he wants to sleep with her? She doesn't even know him, neither does he. What if she has an infection?

Candy knew he has the right, but she felt they were moving too fast. He had promised to protect her from her step mother, maybe this is worth it.

While Candy was busy battling with herself in the restroom, Diego checked the time. This little woman had been in the restroom for over thirty minutes.

Candy's knees were folded to her chest, she didn't know how long she had been here and knew the man must be waiting for her.

She flinched when the door suddenly opened, those pair of dark metallic eyes shot a cold glare at her.

"The hell?"

"Sir, I was just... uhm..." She paused and stood to her feet. She was dressed up already and was so nervous.

"If you're testing my patience, I've just reached my limit," he said sternly. Candy shifted back as he stepped closer.

All the women Diego had been with do throw themselves at him, and he was used to it.

Getting a different reaction made him hard on.

"Can I make another request?" she asked, and Diego closed his eyes and opened them in annoyance.

"What?"

"Don't reveal the fact that I'm married to you," she said, shifting her gaze to the floor.

"Why not?" He tilted his head to one side.

"I want to create a life for myself first, so I can face my stepmother."

"I can destroy her before the sun rises, you don't want that?" Diego raised his brow.

"I want to avenge her myself and take what is mine," Candy replied with determination burning in her gaze.

"Enough with the chit-chat," he said, holding her and dragging her close to himself. Her head bumped onto her hard chest. Before she could blink, he was kissing her hard, knocking out the air from her lungs.

Candy tried struggling her way out but no avail, his grip was strong, holding her in place. His desperate lips were moving fast and hard on hers as he roughly pinned her against the wall.

When he finally released her, her eyes were teary, her lips swollen and wet. She was breathing hard with her eyes closed.

Diego gently brushed his thumb over her lips, noticing the small cut that oddly intrigued him.

"Perhaps, you prefer here than the bedroom," he whispered.

Candy heard the tear of her dress, he made her bend over, her ass facing up to him.

"Sir? I'm not ready," she tried to get up, but the man pinned her head down, pulling up her gown. Her eyes shut when she felt his cold finger on her wet core. She was dripping wet.

"Your body is saying otherwise, little woman. Stop me if you wanna leave."

Candy's fists clenched. Maybe this is the price she has to pay if she is going to stay with this man.

Her body jolted, and a cry left her lips when he began to push himself in. Gawd, he is huge and it hurts.

"Easy," she couldn't help but plead. A groan of pleasure left his lips as he thrust hard into her completely.

"Argh," a tear crept down her face, as the pain spread across her. Another thrust came, not giving her walls time to adjust.

It hurts, but he's not stopping or going slow.

As time goes on, her painful cries were slowly replaced by pleasure. Candy found herself moaning loudly for more, he never disappointed as he kept ramming her from behind.

This pleasure was something she had never felt before, he was so good at it. Despite the discomfort, Candy couldn't deny she didn't want it to end.

When she reached her climax, he held her neck and dragged her up. Her hair covered most of her face, her body sweating from the intense moment. Burying his face into the crook of her neck and cupping one of her exposed breasts, he command in a hoarse voice.

"Don't you dare pass out, this is just the beginning."

She immediately knew the reason why he was called the devil.

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The news about Diego Gonzalez getting married was out, but no one knew the bride. This was an instruction given by Diego.

"Mr. President is married?"

"Oh my gosh, who is she?"

The woman's identity wasn't revealed...

"I never knew the President had a woman before; this is so shocking!"

The Gonzalez Cooperation, the largest business firm in the city. They've won so many awards for being the most effective company. They own restaurants, clubs, schools, the entertainment industry, and many more under their names. These properties were being managed by the Billionaire Devil, Diego.

Talking of rivals and enemies, Diego has a lot and would gladly teach them a lesson. He became a CEO at the age of 18, after making the company win an impossible contract. He is 29, still performing wonders with business. Due to his dark past, he was ruthless.

He only showed his caring side to his grandfather and Jameson, the only people he knew loved him. Others are just deceivers.

At this moment, the company was in chaos. The word wedding doesn't seem to be in the president's dictionary, but it miraculously happened. How did his family manage to do it? Did they drug him before the wedding?

In the boardroom, Diego sat on his black shinny chair, his finger rested on the bridge of his nose as he listened to the shareholders giving their opinions. They were all careful with their words, giving out their best.

After giving a short speech, Diego headed back to his large office with Jameson walking behind him.

"Your wedding is shocking to everyone. The employees are going crazy," Jameson commented.

"Then we should fire all the employees," Diego answered, and Jameson's face dropped.

"Gawd Diego, I didn't mean it like that," Jameson said, opening the office door for him.

They both spotted Hannah and Venessa waiting for them in the large, luxurious office. Diego's face turned cold.

"Diego," Hannah forced a smile. Jameson scoffed inwardly.

"Who let you in?" Diego asked in a cold tone.

"Your secretary, of course," Hannah replied with a light shrug.

Giving Jameson a look, Diego ordered, "Fire the secretary." Jameson nodded without arguing.

"On it"