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Freya

I knew it. Using Tracy as a diversion couldn't shift the blame. In the end, I still had to return to this question.

Kelan frowned, suppressing his anger as he pressed the cotton swab against the wound and questioned: "What, thinking about how to lie and deceive me?"

The burning pain in my palm kept my mind extremely clear. I gasped and showed my usual vulnerable expression: "Kelan, I didn't..."

Tears fell involuntarily from the pain. I cried and explained: "Last night I missed curfew, I didn't dare come back, so I stayed at Beth's house!"

Kelan stopped his brutal actions and got up to make a phone call. I don't know what was said on the other end, but the violent expression on his face eased somewhat.

Good thing I had already coordinated my story with Beth beforehand. He couldn't catch me in any mistakes.

He slowly crouched down and applied medicine to me again: "There won't be a next time. Even if you miss curfew, you must come home. Do you understand?"

I nodded gently: "Yes."

He gently stroked my head again and said warmly: "I personally selected an evening gown for you. Come with me to the banquet tonight."

I immediately stood up and returned to my bedroom, rushing into the bathroom eagerly.

While showering, residual semen flowed out from inside my body. My inner thighs were full of bluish bite marks. I silently cursed that last night's man was a complete lunatic, bastard!

More memories surged up.

After doing it at the floor-to-ceiling window, we finally returned to the bed.

He casually grabbed a tie and bound my hands behind my back. His penis withdrew and slapped against my buttocks twice, leaving precum on my ass.

The drug effects hadn't worn off yet, and he wouldn't give me relief for a long time. He was an extremely wicked person, his penis teasing my labia but refusing to enter.

I was tormented by the lingering drug effects until my mind was dizzy, lying there rubbing against the bed surface in desperation. Slaps fell like rain, quickly turning my buttocks as red as peaches, with some of the slaps landing on my labia.

He leaned down and whispered in my ear: "Slut."

I bit my lip in shame, about to retort, when he suddenly thrust in hard.

This deep penetration made me instantly lose my voice. He gripped my waist and mercilessly 'penetrated' my body.

At some point he untied the necktie. While his penis was still inside me, he flipped me over. By the dim light, I saw his muscular chest and couldn't help but reach out and squeeze it twice - soft, bouncy, and resilient.

He seemed somewhat annoyed, slapped my hands away, gripped my chin and kissed me.

He roughly kneaded my breasts, occasionally pinching my nipples until they were completely hard. When I couldn't stand the pain and cried out, he finally let me go.

Recalling last night's madness, I felt my cheeks burning, and my body even began to heat up slightly.

I quickly collected myself, finished showering and changed into the evening gown.

'Knock knock,' there was a knock at the door. Kelan's voice appeared at the doorway: "Not changed yet?"

I silently cursed 'control freak' and went to open the door.

When he saw me, his eyes lit up for a moment. His gaze licked over me like slime, making me feel uncomfortable all over.

"So beautiful." He smiled and took my hand. I wanted to dodge but he held on tightly.

I sat in front of the mirror as his hand gently caressed my face, his eyes filled with memories: "You're becoming more and more like your mother."

He took out a gemstone necklace and put it around my neck. After admiring it for a while, he nodded with satisfaction: "Very fitting."

I pretended not to notice his ulterior thoughts and showed a shy, obedient smile: "Thank you, Kelan."

"Good child." He caressed the back of my neck, bringing a tingling, itchy sensation.

I lowered my eyes, using obedience to suppress the disgust hidden deep in my eyes.

Dusk settled, and neon lights climbed up the city's high-rises one after another.

At a manor somewhere in the mountains, luxury cars arrived one after another, and celebrities and nobles from various families got out dressed in their finest.

I pinched the edge of my dress, the gemstones on it poking my hand.

Tracy was ultimately allowed out. Kelan hoped she would socialize more with celebrities and nobles, especially since Tracy's fiancé would also be there tonight.

"Tracy, I'm warning you one more time. Freya is always under the Fergus family name. You cannot ruin her because of some petty thoughts." Kelan's authoritative voice rang out in the car. He glanced at Tracy: "Do you understand?"

Tracy gritted her teeth and nodded reluctantly: "Yes, Father."

The car stopped, and the doorman came to open the door. After Doreen and Kelan got out, they linked arms with fake smiles and entered the banquet.

What a couple in name only.

Tracy and I got out together. Before getting out, she viciously pinched my arm: "I'm warning you, stay away from Field later. He's my man!"

I secretly rolled my eyes. Who would be interested in a man who gets aroused by any woman with even a bit of beauty? Only Tracy treated him like a treasure.

We entered the banquet hall together. The hall was bright as daylight, with a golden dome studded with crystal chandeliers. Scattered light poured down, making the entire venue sparkle.

Tracy got excited as soon as she entered. She loved this kind of luxurious scene. Her eyes scanned the entire venue and precisely found Field.

At that moment, Field was hitting on a lady. Tracy cursed something, stamped her foot, and rushed over.

I had to follow, since staying with acquaintances was better than being with strangers.

As soon as Tracy approached, Field put away his playboy demeanor, took her hand, performed a gentleman's bow and gave her a cheek kiss, then said a few nice words that made her beam with joy.

"Oh Freya, it's been twenty-six days since I last saw you."

He suddenly appeared in front of me, forcibly took my hand, and performed a gentleman's bow to kiss the back of my hand.

His gaze examined me from head to toe, showing a sleazy smile: "You're still so beautiful."

Tracy's eyes turned red with anger. She pushed me away, cursing: "I already warned you not to seduce my fiancé!"

I staggered a few steps. Just as I was about to fall embarrassingly, a strong and gentle arm steadily caught my waist.

"Miss, be careful." A gentle voice appeared by my ear. After I stood steady, he quickly withdrew his hand.

I turned my head to glance quickly - it was a handsome, gentle gentleman: "Thank you."

Tracy glared at me, then dissatisfied, pulled Field away, abandoning me.

I bit my lip pitifully, clenched my fists and retorted in a low voice: "It was clearly Field's fault. I didn't seduce him..."

A hand extended in front of me. His fingers were well-defined and beautiful, holding a handkerchief. I turned to look and saw him smile warmly.

I took the handkerchief and wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes, saying softly: "Thank you."

"There you are!"

Kelan's voice suddenly came. He walked over quickly, but when he saw the person beside me, his words got stuck for a moment.

"So it's the third son of the Nelson family. Hello, I'm Kelan Fergus, and this is my niece Freya Raphael."

From Kelan's genuine smile, this Mr. Nelson who helped me probably had an extraordinary status.

After brief greetings, Kelan took me away.

As he walked, he said: "I'm going to pay respects to Leopold, the head of the Gray family. Although I'd rather keep you by my side, it would be best if he takes a liking to you. Even being a mistress could bring benefits to the Fergus family. Do you understand?"

"After raising you for so many years, it's time to contribute to the Fergus family. Besides, you really want your mother's belongings, don't you?"

He tidied the hair by my ear, his fingertips intentionally or unintentionally brushing against my ear: "Don't worry, behave obediently, and I'll always satisfy everything you want."

The corners of my mouth twitched slightly, and unwillingness and resentment surged in my heart.

My father and mother's family business had been absorbed by the Fergus family. Wasn't raising me their responsibility?

Moreover, he harbored those filthy thoughts about me, and now he wanted to push me out to be some shameful mistress!

I suppressed my full heart of indignation and forced a smile: "Yes, I'll listen to you."

"That's right, good child."

He brought me to the third floor, from where we could overlook the entire hall. The toasting and drinking below were clearly visible.

A servant led us to a spot. It was my first time seeing Kelan show such a flattering, ingratiating smile: "Hello, Mr. Gray. It's been a long time since we last met. You're still so distinguished."

He beckoned to me and introduced me to Leopold: "This is my niece Freya."

I performed a lady's curtsy. When I raised my head to secretly look at Leopold's true appearance, I was deeply shocked.