Chapter 1 The Mysterious Man

• "Catch her! Don't let her get away!"
• A dishevelled woman ran frantically in the quiet hotel corridor.
• Bang! The woman pushed open the door of a slightly ajar hotel room and rushed in, panic-stricken.
• The room was dimly lit, and a man sat on the sofa.
• Footsteps grew closer. In her desperation, Anne quickly moved, crouching down to hide under the sofa.
• "Sir, please help me. I won't be any trouble!"
• The man on the sofa remained silent and exuded a cold aura that made Anne shiver. This man was terrifying.
• "Hmm?"
• The man grunted softly. He reached out and grasped Anne's wrist.
• Deep within him, a fire of lust ignited under her delicate hands.
• "What are you—mmph?" A gentle, cold kiss interrupted Anne's words before she could finish them.
• "Let go of me!" Anne screamed.
• She just wanted to get out of here.
• "What's your name? I'll take responsibility for you." Cole Hanson lifted Anne into his arms.
• "You bastard! I don't need you to take responsibility!"
• Pain ...
• The excruciating pain pierced her nerves, as if a train had run over her.
• Even if Anne were dull, she would know what had just happened to her.
• She hurriedly got up. When she grabbed her clothes, Anne caught a glimpse of an eagle tattoo on the man's waist.
• Anne fled the hotel and tried to recall the events of last night.
• Yesterday, she attended an engagement party. The bride was Sarah Thompson, and the groom was Henry Wheeler.
• Sarah was her best friend since childhood, and Henry was her first love.
• Because Henry had been in a car accident and suffered a typical case of amnesia, Sarah seized the opportunity and became his fiancée.
• That wasn't enough. The ruthless Sarah had even sent people to kidnap Anne.
• Although Anne had escaped, she had lost her virginity to a stranger last night.
• Thinking of this, Anne couldn't hold back anymore and broke down. She crouched on the ground and cried her heart out.
• Everything was gone. She had lost everything!
• Meanwhile, inside the hotel.
• "Boss, the hotel's surveillance footage from last night was deliberately erased. We can't find out who entered your room."
• Cole's thin lips were compressed into a tight line, and his eyes were filled with displeasure.
• "Find out!"
• His mind lingered on the memory of last night's petite woman, and the red stain on the bedsheet only added to his satisfaction.
• Though he had been drugged last night, he had experienced an unexpected delight. The sweet taste of her lips lingered in his mind.
• At that moment, a rose necklace on the floor caught his attention.
• He quickly picked it up, and a knowing look flashed in his eyes. Cole didn't have anything like this, so it must belong to that woman. Hmph, woman, you can't escape from me!