Midnight Bride The CEO's Temptation

Nancy's eyes nearly bulged out of her skull at the sight of her naked ex-husband. "You!" She exclaimed. He smirked, and she hurriedly looked away.

Paul had a towel in his hand and was nonchalantly drying his hair.

Nancy's face turned red as she wondered whether she should run or start arguing with him. "I didn't know you were taking a shower," she said.

"Why wouldn't I be?" Paul raised his eyebrows and said, "This is my room. There's no reason to be embarrassed, though. We've seen each other naked plenty of times before. Anyway, why did you barge into my room?"

Nancy bit her lip and said, "This is my room too. Isn't it?" On such short notice, this was the best answer she could think of.

Paul walked over to her. "How do you figure?" he asked. As close as he was to her, the smell of male hormones was overwhelming. "Did you forget that I divorced you? This may have been your room before, but those days are in the past."

Nancy: "I didn't forget."

Paul: "Then what are you doing here? You are about to get married, and yet you barge into the room of a single man late at night. What are you up to?"

Nancy: "I... I came to talk to you about Clark's education."

Paul: "Liar! You are clearly here to seduce me."

Nancy: "Seduce you? I just barged in while you were taking a shower. I didn't do anything. It was you that walked up to me!"

"You want to deny it?" Paul shook his head and said, "Nancy, I finally understand you. I thought you were a conservative, simple-minded woman. Now I realize that you are nothing but a c*ck-teasing wh*re. Are you tired of that guy from Sea World already, and now you want a real man?" He put his fingers on her lips and rubbed them hard. The thought that the man might have kissed her made him want to do this.

Nancy knocked his hand away and said, "I don't know what you're talking about. Get the hell away from me!" Though she was free to leave at any time, she felt guilty. After all, it was she who had burst in, and she felt some regret for not having been able to restrain herself. My entrance was bound to bring a shower of shame - she realized. She had known that it was no longer her room and that she had no right to enter without his explicit consent.

"I shouldn't have barged in like this," Nancy admitted. "After living here for so long, it seemed natural just to walk in. That was my bad. It will never happen again. But I really want to talk to you about Clark."

Paul: "You came in to talk while I was in the shower!"

Nancy: "I didn't know you were taking a shower."

Paul: "Did you use the same trick with Noah?"

Nancy: "I don't know what you're talking about. You're being unreasonable."

"Am I unreasonable?" Paul snapped. "You're the one that has to flirt with every man that you see!" He had been putting up with her all day, and this was his last straw. "How dare you barge into my room and accuse me of being unreasonable when it is you that is acting unreasonably?!?!"

The look in Paul's eyes scared her, and she turned to run away. She was too slow, though, and before she had even taken a step, he grabbed her collar and yanked it backward. The material was not strong, and the dress ripped down the middle, fell to her waist, and caused her to fall on her ass. All that was left was her black lace underwear. Her breasts hung exposed like udders, and she began to cry as she covered her shame with her hands.

Nancy wanted to wrap herself in a quilt or something, but he got the wrong idea when she looked at the bed. He assumed that she wanted to fuck. He smirked and said, "Now I know why you're really here. You picked that dress intentionally, didn't you? And not wearing a brassiere was a nice touch, but I'm surprised that you're wearing panties. But I guess you left them on so that I'd have something to take off. Tell me I'm right."

Nancy was speechless. She would never have guessed that Paul was capable of such filthy thoughts. Not knowing what else to do, she shuffled backward until her back was against the sofa. By then, she had given herself a bad carpet burn on her ass, but the pain barely phased her.

The sofa was not far from the door, and she carefully measured the distance between her and Paul to see if she could escape. After some consideration, she did not think she would make it. He had a hungry look in his eyes, though, and his manh**d was rock hard. "I have to try at least," she muttered. She knew that if she didn't make it, she would be in a world of trouble.

Nancy jumped to her feet and made a mad dash for the door, but Paul was too quick for her. He grabbed her around the waist, and as he lifted her off the ground, she squirmed and struggled against him.

"Stop it!" Nancy shrieked. "Let me go!! don't want you!"

Paul tossed her onto the bed, and she bounced a couple of times before she settled. Immediately, she rolled over and began to crawl away, but he grabbed her by the ankles and pulled her back.

Nancy: "Let me go. I'm going to get married soon, and I don't want to cheat on my fiancé! Please!"

Not only did she not want to cheat on Noah, but she also did not want to be forced by Paul. Every time he forced her, she felt like she was being tortured.

Paul began to laugh as he dragged her to the middle of the bed. Then he sat on her back and pinned her hands behind her back so that she had no chance of escaping.. "You're mine now!" he exclaimed. "Now and forever!"