Mission To Remarry

An hour had passed, and Aubree lay on the bed, numb and tearful, with hickeys covering her body.

The man lay beside her, naked and smug.

I have to say, this young lady is different from the prostitutes I've slept with. She's so fair and flawless and even smells great. It would be such a shame to only sleep with her once.

With that, he sat up and turned to face Aubree.

Aubree felt his gaze on her and returned it with a hateful glare, her face stained with tears. She wished she could tear him apart.

“Don't give me that look. You won't be marrying into some rich family anymore, so why not let me take advantage of you? You must realize I'm the only one who can help you now since you're all alone in a foreign country. I can even make sure you're well-fed if you're good.”

on the covers, desperately wanting to cover herself up.

her actions only provoked the man, who reached under the covers and touched her

him. She was so feeble that it seemed as if

got his way and started to enter her

prevent herself from moaning, her lips bleeding by the time the man finished and

man sneered as he forced Aubree's mouth open. “You're not bad, just a little feisty. I'll just need to get someone to train you, and I'm sure we'll be able to get a good price,” he commented

out, “Shut up, you b*stard! You'd better pray hard that

of her dire situation. “I think you should worry about yourself first before this. You won't have a single cent left after taking care of all these, right? Plus, it's impossible for you to get in contact with your family in Chanaea since the

words hit Aubree right in the gut, and she felt the color drain from her face as she realized the thought

idea to help you make more money. You can still earn tens of thousands a month,” the man drawled.

deciding to hear him out.

you tens of thousands a month. I'll be responsible for your