On your fours, whore!

Avery almost slumped as she rested her hands on the wall. Her legs shaking with need, she wondered if she would finally lose her virginity today to the guy who made her life miserable.

"Do you need help?" Avery heard the voice and abruptly turned to find Logan staring at her with his hands dipped inside his pocket.

"I never knew you could stoop so low, Logan," Avery whispered as more tears spilled out of her hazel eyes.

"Breaking up with me three days before our wedding, marrying my sister, and now you're planning to put up another drama after several months have passed. What do you want from me?" She asked, standing tall on the floor.

Logan chuckled as he moved towards her while she moved back.

"I want you, Avery. Everything about you, I want you whole. I regretted my decision back then. Your sister wasn't that good in bed, and you should have known I married her because she begged me. She wants the property," Logan rattled on as he bent towards her to reach her height. A sinister smile grace his lips.

"You can't have me, Logan!" She screamed in the quiet corridor. "Stop threatening me with those videos and all," Avery continued as she made her way towards another part of the hotel.

She hadn't taken two steps forward when Logan suddenly pushed her against the wall and gently placed one of his hands on her exposed bosom.

Avery, out of reflex, slapped him hard on his face as she ran away from where he was standing, with his palm soothing his aching cheek. Logan in rage went after Avery with his long strides.

"You can't escape Avery!" Logan exclaimed, his voice laced with anger.

Avery took a left turn and found herself in another club room in the hotel. She wondered how big the hotel must be to have several bars and hotel rooms.

She walked towards the people dancing, but right now, she needed something to at least soothe the aching need. She continued to walk in her dizzy state, her legs becoming jelly.

Just when she thought all hope was lost, she found a strange man sitting alone not too far from her, in a place she recognized to be the VVIP section.

Avery moved her feet as she continued to walk towards him. When she looked back, she saw Logan searching through the crowd to find her.

Her anxiety only grew as she felt her core aching with more needs. She wondered if she was going to die from not having s*x or die by allowing Logan to make love to her.

Avery walked into the VIP room, in her dazed state, and with a pressing need, she walked towards the guy. He gently lifted his head to look at the intruder.

All hell broke loose as his ocean-dark eyes captivated her in a warm embrace. Avery found herself swimming in the beauty of his dark eyes; his dark hair was tousled back, and with a few of his shirt buttons loose, she could see his taut muscles.

If Avery was wet before, she knew her core would be crying right now. His sinful, full pink lips whispered sexual fantasies to her ears. Avery summoned her courage as she walked closer to him.

She dropped her bag and phone on the floor as she straddled him. She wondered why he wasn't complaining or chasing her away from the room.

Though she was still a virgin who hadn't explored any of these sexual fantasies. She had watched some adult movies with her friend, Daniella. Avery moved her head towards his neck as she gently raised her lips towards the shell of his ear.

"Help me" She begged as she found the man not moving. "Ple..... please, I'm...drugged" She slurred, drunk with desires and pain.

Sebastian smirked at the words of the human on his lap. He could smell her arousal, and he could tell she wasn't acting.

"And what do I get in return?" Sebastian asked as he placed one of his hands on the armrest of the chair. His dark eyes lazily look down Avery body before raising his head to look at the girl.

"Anything. Please," Avery slurred, her voice barely above a whisper, as she began to roll her hips to get some friction.

"Even if it's your life?"

"Yes," she affirmed in her dazed state.

Sebastian smiled at her reply and gently raised his hands towards her neck.

"Fine," Sebastian agreed.

He pulled the lady on his thighs a little bit back, and he could see she was overdosed with whatever content she had.

With a jab of his hand on her neck, the woman fainted in his arms, sleeping soundly on his chest.

He snap his hands and one of his bodyguards came in.

"Boss," the bodyguard said, bowing his head.

"Take her to the car, Connor. We are leaving now."

"Yes, boss." Connor carried Avery out of the VVIP room while Sebastian trailed behind.

They went through the backdoor and moved towards the underground parking lodge when he suddenly noticed a man following him.

"Who are you?" Sebastian asked after confirming someone was indeed following them.

"The girl is mine. You can't take her away!" Logan said, exhausted. He was breathing hard.

He had been looking for Avery in the hotel as he couldn't wait to have her to himself. He was about to give up when he saw a huge man carrying a woman in a blue dress.

Logan couldn't forget what Avery was wearing and how the gown clung to her flesh, bringing out her womanly curves. He planned to approach the man and lie that he had been looking for his girlfriend, not until he saw the young guy walking at their back.

"Then why were you hiding like a coward? Unless you are here to claim what is not yours. Which I believe you wouldn't do that," Sebastian explained in a cold tone, surprising Logan.

Logan wanted to retort back, but he was here alone with none of his friends in sight.

"Sorry, young man. I think I mistook her for someone else," Logan explained before turning back towards the hotel.

Sebastian followed Connor to the car and sat at the front while Connor, after laying the sleepy Avery on the back seat, came to the driver's seat, and the car zoomed off.

Logan walked back to the hotel room where the guys were busy dancing. Since his wife wasn't not in sight, he dragged Daniella by her hair before pulling her towards him as they both left the club, moving towards one of the empty rooms.

Logan threw her onto the bed, releasing her and taking off his belt and trousers. He began to undress himself in front of her before locking the door from the back.

"Logan, what are you doing? I did what you asked me to do!" Daniella said with dread filling her mind.

"She escaped!" Logan roared and tore her clothes off her body.

"I was hoping you would come and lure her to one of the rooms. I even took some of the drugs, but you didn't show up," he continued as he removed the last piece of clothing on her.

"On your fours!"

"I didn't know that was what you wanted me to do. I'm sorry," she said, rushing with pleading eyes.

Logan was known to be rough in bed, and Daniella knew about this because she was once a victim of his abuse.

She wouldn't have persuaded Avery to come, but when Logan threatened her with some of the intimate videos she took when he was involved with her back in college, she had to protect her reputation.

With the loving and caring boyfriend nature gave her, she didn't want to ruin her relationship because her boyfriend was ready to take her to the altar. Her plan had backfired on her because of her selfishness.

"Please, Logan."

"I don't like repeating myself. On your fours, whore!"