Contract Marriage With Mysterious President

"Hey, Amy, this document is urgent. I'm busy right now. Take it to Room 888 of YC Hotel immediately. The daughter of the president of Dudley Group is waiting for you there." Zoe handed a document to Amy and asked her to send it out immediately.

"Isn't Linda supposed to do it?" This kind of delivering work was usually done by Linda.

"She is on the way to send something to other companies. Look at other colleagues. They are very busy. But your work isn't important. Hurry up and go. Stop talking nonsense. We can't afford to waste time." Zoe was impatient.

Amy looked at the documents in her hand. They were sealed. It would only take her two hours to go to YC Hotel and returned.

"Alright." After packing her things, Amy put the documents into her bag and was ready to leave.

Looking at Amy's back, Zoe sneered. 'Amy, I hope you're lucky.'

Amy took a taxi and arrived at YC Hotel in more than 30 minutes. She got on the elevator and came to the eighth floor.

It was very quiet on the eighth floor, as if nobody had gotten up yet. Not even a waiter was visible.

Amy found Room 888. The door was left unlocked. Amy knocked on the door, but no one answered. She tried to listen and found that someone inside was taking a shower.

Seeing that the door was unlocked, Amy thought that it was open for her. So, she went in and took out the document from her bag.

"Miss Dudley, I've put the paper on the table. You can take a look after you finish." Amy said to the bathroom.

Then Amy considered her job done and wanted to leave. She felt a little uncomfortable in this room. Something smelt pungent.

But at this moment, the door closed from the outside. Amy tried to open the door, but she failed.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped. Then the door of the bathroom opened.

Amy turned around and wanted Miss Dudley to open the door for her, but she was shocked by what she saw.

There was no Miss Dudley but a man whose belly was bigger than a pregnant woman. He was bald, and his face was fat. He was fifty or sixty years old.

He wasn't tall and had a towel wrapped around his thick waist.

Where was Miss Dudley? Amy felt a little dizzy, and she started to feel a little hot.

"Not bad, not bad. I like you. You are beautiful and have big breasts. That's great." The fat man walked to Amy, looking at her and smiling with satisfaction.

"Who are you? Why are you here? Miss Dudley asked me to send her the document." Amy tightly gripped the doorknob. She wanted to go out. At a glance, she knew this man was not decent. But her feet were so limp that she couldn't even stand firmly.

"I am Brent Dudley!" The fatty reached out his hand to touch Amy's face. Amy's skin looked fair, and he couldn't wait any longer.

Although Amy felt hot and weak at the same time, she still gritted her teeth and avoided Brent's sexual assault.

"Let me out. I'm married. How dare you!" Amy's voice sounded sweeter to Brent and made him hornier. How could he care about Amy's warning? He bent down and wanted to carry Amy away. Amy struggled. But she felt she was losing her strength. From Brent's point of view, her struggle meant to arouse him and increase the fun.

Brent was fat and strong. He picked up Amy easily and walked towards the big bed.

The humiliation of losing her virginity to an unknown man on her wedding night was recalled by Amy. And now the history was going to repeat itself.

No. No! She wouldn't allow it! Especially after she was married and cared about her husband!

"Brent, stop! Or you are going to see a dead body!" Amy's eyes were filled with ruthlessness.

Bang! Brent threw Amy onto the bed.

"How dare you threaten me? Let me tell you. Even if you die today, you are going to die on my bed!" Brent shouted. He didn't believe Amy at all. Come on, in this modern society, how could a woman kill herself just because she was raped?

It was not the old day. No one valued chastity anymore.

Amy's clothes had been torn off by Brent, revealing her pretty chest. Brent took a look, and he pounced over like a hungry wolf.

Through the camera installed in the ceiling corner, Allison smiled happily when she saw this. If the video was posted online, she believed that nobody would ever have interest in Amy.

Knowing things happened just as she wished and there was no way for Amy to escape, Allison left happily with a smile.

While in the room, blood flowed out from the corner of Amy's mouth. Staring at the ceiling, she burst into tears.

Just when she went desperate, the door was broken abruptly. And Richard walked in with a gloomy face.

Brent's towel had fallen off his body and he turned to these two, looking like a hideous clown.

Richard kicked Brent so hard at once that the latter fell to the ground heavily. Considering how fat Brent was, one could imagine how furious Richard was.

Richard looked at Amy lying on the bed. She was as lifeless as a ragged doll. The sheet was stained by her blood.

"Amy, Amy, you can't die without my permission!" Richard took off his suit and wrapped Amy up. He picked her up and rushed out. Before he left, he did not forget to say to his subordinates, "Break him!" Regardless of how hard Richard shouted, Amy was unconscious. She just wanted to die.

Richard didn't notice his face was wet with his tears. He was so scared that if Amy left him like this, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

After running countless red lights, Richard rushed into the hospital with Amy in his arms.

The doctors were all ready. Seeing Richard, they started to help and sent Amy into the emergency room at once. Richard stayed with her all the time, holding her hand tightly.000000