Chapter 1 Did My Husband Show You a Good Time

"Elijah, look at me. Will you make love to me?" Giselle Lane whispered into Elijah Cobb's ear, riding on top of his abdomen. Elijah felt as though his body was on fire, but the look in his eyes was solemn. He grabbed Giselle's throat and barked, "You must be asking for it. Get out of here!" Giselle groaned in pain and almost couldn't catch her breath. Still, she wasn't going to give up. Tonight was her elder stepsister, Anna Lane, and Elijah's wedding night. However, Anna was barren. So, she had used Giselle's mother's keepsakes to blackmail Giselle into being a surrogate mother and bearing a child for Elijah. This was the fastest method to retrieve her mother's keepsakes. Out of options, Giselle had agreed. "Elijah, be gentle…" Giselle pushed her soft bosoms against Elijah's arm. His arm quivered, and he flung her away violently. "Get out right now!" Instead of getting mad, Giselle chuckled and said, "Aren't you going to feel even worse if I leave?" Sitting upright with her knees folded beneath herself, she nibbled his Adam's apple and moved downward. "You'll feel better if you make love to me, won't you?" On the bed, Elijah was close to losing his sanity, and Giselle's voice was as bewitching as the call of a mystical creature. He couldn't hear her clearly, nor could he see her clearly. Despite that, the desire to make her his rose in his heart. Giselle carried a pleasant smell; it was light, but he was aroused by it. "You asked for this!" Violently, he tore off Giselle's nightdress and slapped her thigh hard. "You drugged me, didn't you? Do you need a fuck so badly? You're such a vixen!" A soft groan escaped Giselle's lips when she felt the burning pain in her thigh. Enduring it, she circled his neck with her arms accordingly. As he fondled her breasts roughly, embarrassment washed over her. Suddenly, he lifted her legs and placed them over his shoulders. Searing pain traveled through her body instantly, and she felt as though she would be ripped apart. Never did Giselle imagine that sex would be this painful. Out of reflex, she moaned and wanted to back up, but he grabbed her thighs firmly. "You're not going anywhere." … When it ended, Giselle felt as though she had been hit by a truck. While Elijah was deeply asleep, she carefully peeled his arm away and left the bedroom. The next second, she received a tight slap across her face. "You vixen! You had sex with my husband for such a long time. He must have made you feel real good, huh?" Anna Lane ran her furious and disdainful gaze across Giselle. Giselle's body was marked with love bites. Her torn nightdress was only enough to cover her private parts, and even the palm mark on her thigh was exposed. Pain radiated from Giselle's left cheek, but she suppressed her anger. "If you hadn't drugged him, he wouldn't have clung to me for so long." Her words instantly sparked Anna's anger. Furious, she raised her hand again. "How dare you talk back!" This time, Giselle dodged it, and the look in her eyes turned cold. "Anna Lane, you should be thankful that I'm still willing to strike a deal with you. If I leave, you'll have to look for another woman with a similar physique to yours to sleep with your husband. Don't you find it disgusting? "Due to the numerous abortions you went through when you were younger, you're now barren, and even sex could cause your abdomen excruciating pain. Do you think this secret of yours will be exposed if I leave?" Anna's face fell. "You—" A long while later, she hissed through gritted teeth, "You'd better give birth to a child as we agreed, and I'll live up to my end of the deal, returning your mother's keepsakes to you. Also, did Elijah notice anything out of the norm tonight?" Giselle recalled the night's events and answered, "No. He didn't get a clear look at me, and the room was dark." Only then did Anna grunt in satisfaction. "Okay. You're not needed here anymore. Get lost." Anna watched Giselle leave and opened the bedroom door. Quietly, she sneaked into bed next to Elijah. The sun rose a few hours later. The moment Elijah's eyes opened, he saw Anna next to him, stark naked and covered in love bites. He recalled feeling unwell after a few drinks last night. When he returned to his room, he felt hot, and a woman barged in afterward. Had it been Anna? Just then, Anna woke up. Upon seeing Elijah's gaze on her, she bit her lip, putting on an embarrassed expression. "Elijah, it was our wedding night last night. I saw that you were drunk and came in to take care of you, but you…" Her eyes reddened, and the love bites on her body were jarring. Elijah tightened his fists. He recalled being rough with her last night, and a shard of guilt crept over his chest. "I'm sorry. Did I hurt you?" Anna shook her head. "No. I loved it," she said, inching in for a morning kiss. However, Elijah abruptly moved his head away and stared at her neck. He remembered that the woman last night had been wearing a necklace when he kissed her body. He had wanted to remove it, but she had turned him down. Elijah couldn't stop himself from rubbing Anna's smooth neck, asking, "Anna, where's your necklace?"