"I take your silence as a yes," Vernon kissed her neck, satisfied with her obedience. "You can't escape now, sister-in-law."
Chloe felt that she was being embraced by the devil, all Vernon's words were hypnotizing and domineering, but she could do nothing about it.
She nodded weakly and murmured, "P—Please be gentle…."
Vernon chuckled, "Look around you. Do you think I can be gentle with all of these things?"
Chloe lifted her head and looked around once more. She swallowed her saliva nervously.
Vernon was right. With his hobby, there was no way he could be gentle.
But, that wasn't her concern currently;
Her concern was down there, where she could feel something big— almost like a police stick poking her from behind. She bit her lower lip as she tried to muffle her gasps more and more.
She said that Vernon should be gentle because of the size of his dick. It was too big, even bigger than Vincent. She was already whimpering and almost crying when doing it with Vincent. Though, it was mostly because Vincent refused to be gentle to her and was always so rough during sex.
If Vernon was just as rough and uncaring as Vincent, she would probably die out of shock when that thing slammed inside her.
"N—No, I mean, your… your…." Chloe couldn't say it. She felt it was too vulgar. Even Vincent only fucked and left her after that. There was no dirty talk and such.
"My what?" Vernon chuckled. He teasingly rubbed his hard-as-rock dick against Chloe's plump ass, and the friction from his underwear and boxer gave him even more stimulation.
"I can do it to you right here, right now," Vernon said, and Chloe started having a cold sweat all over. She never had sex anymore after getting pregnant with her daughter, so that was already eight years of no sex.
She didn't know if she was ready now…
"You're nervous about this? I thought my brother must've done you many times," Vernon said.
Chloe shook her head shamefully. She buried her face on the bedsheet, "E—eight years…."
"Huh?"
"H—He hasn't touched me… for eight years…." Chloe said truthfully. She wanted to see if Vernon would let her off, for now, knowing that she basically returned to being a virgin after no sex for eight years.
Vernon's eyes widened, and he stopped grinding his dick, "Are you serious?"
Chloe nodded weakly.
"Pfft… Hahaha!" Vernon laughed freely. He finally released Chloe and got up from the bed. He looked down at the woman at his mercy on the bed, "I didn't know that my brother would be that stupid. But fine, I'm an impatient man, but a few things can wait. I will teach you slowly with everything in this room."
Chloe gulped again, but she only nodded and resumed her same position, waiting for Vernon to do something to her body.
But contrary to her expectation, Vernon suddenly said, "Why are you still laying there like a dead fish? Get up and fix my suit. I have a meeting in ten minutes."
"Eh?" Chloe turned her head towards Vernon. He looked impatient as he checked his watch. Their gazes met when Vernon also looked in her direction, "What? Are you deaf? Get up and fix my suit!"
"Y—Yes, Mr. Gray!" Chloe got up hastily and fixed his cuffs, collar, and belt.
Chloe saw that Vernon was still half-erect down there. Even half-erect was still so obviously big. Her cheeks reddened. She said nothing and tidied the shirt around his hips and waist.
Vernon chuckled. He wrapped his hand around Chloe's waist and pulled her towards his embrace. He pinched her chin and lifted her head up. They stared at each other again, under the dim light of this secret room of the CEO. Vernon had a lot of ideas in his mind, knowing that Chloe was basically a virgin again at this moment.
"You should return home and prepare everything before dinner. I have a lot of meetings today," Vernon said.
"H—Home?" Chloe was flustered. "Ah, you mean your home. Y—Yes, I will clean everything and cook for dinner, Sir."
Vernon said nothing but had a mysterious smile while staring at Chloe, "Talk to my secretary after this. I don't have to explain everything."
Vernon released Chloe and walked out of the CEO's office, leaving Chloe alone in this… she wasn't even sure how to call this sultry room. She walked out quickly and shut the antique door. The door was automatically locked, much to her relief.
Chloe wobbled towards her chair, her cheeks still had a tint of red, and she was spacing out the whole time, trying to process what just happened and the fact that she had sold her life to the devil.
She didn't know if it was the correct decision.
"Vernon Phoenix Gray… what are you going to do with my life?"