Chapter 911: The Voluptuous Wife's Voluntary Transaction
"They just want to see your body," Jason said with an awkward smile as he saw his wife's expression. "It's actually quite boring."
"You agreed to this?" Audrey felt a surge of anger, though her face remained calm.
"No, I didn't. I came back to discuss it with you," Jason said, pretending to be relaxed. "Honey, I think letting them look isn't a big deal. You won't lose a piece of flesh. Don't worry, they just want to look; they won't touch you."
"Jason, you disappoint me so much," Audrey suddenly burst into tears, her face turning pale as she looked at the man she had once shared her life with. She felt a deep sense of disappointment. How could he tolerate others disrespecting his wife like this?
"Honey, don't cry. I was just suggesting it. If you don't agree, then forget it," Jason panicked when he saw his wife crying. He tried to comfort her, but Audrey pushed his hand away, wiped her tears, and with a cold smile said, "I'll handle the money issue. You don't need to worry about it." With that, she pushed the door open and walked out.
Jason watched his wife's back, wanting to stop her, but he felt a deep, bone-chilling fear. His hand reached out but didn't dare to move, watching Audrey walk away. He suddenly felt he was losing her forever. Regret filled his heart. Why did he have to play cards? When Terrence and Jack first suggested it, he wanted to punch those two shameless guys. This was taking advantage of his misfortune. They had probably been eyeing Audrey for a long time. But debts had to be paid, and what could he do? He had made a huge mistake, and it was too late.
Audrey walked out of the apartment complex, took a deep breath, and pulled out her phone to find the number she had blocked. She hesitated for a long time before biting her lip and dialing the number.
Soon, a familiar voice answered, "Have you come to your senses?"
"Where are you? Let's meet and talk," Audrey said calmly.
"Okay, I'll send someone to pick you up."
Ten minutes later, a Rolls-Royce Phantom arrived at the entrance of the complex. Audrey glanced back at the second-floor bedroom before getting into the car. The Rolls-Royce silently drove away.
Audrey contacted Derek out of sheer desperation. She couldn't bow down to Terrence and Jack and do something so undignified. She loathed their despicable behavior. Although she considered borrowing money from her colleagues, she only had a nodding acquaintance with most of them, except for Alissa, who was a bit closer.
However, Alissa's family had their own financial burdens and couldn't lend her that much money. The principal, Oliver, could afford it, but she didn't want to ask him. Taking his money meant she would have to repay him somehow—perhaps with her body. Instead of that, she might as well sell herself for a good price. She also considered her aunt, Bethany, but Bethany had just opened a new store and needed money. Audrey didn't want to burden her. So, after much thought, she decided to turn to Derek.
Half an hour later, the Rolls-Royce pulled up to a luxurious hotel in the city center, the headquarters of Venture Capital Group. The building alone was worth billions.
Audrey got out of the car and followed the driver to a luxurious room on the 88th floor, where she met Derek.
The room was softly lit, with a decor style reminiscent of ancient Rome, giving it an exotic and mysterious charm. The air was filled with a faint sandalwood scent. "We meet again, beautiful lady. It wasn't easy," Derek said, lounging on a sofa in his pajamas, a Havana cigar in his mouth, lazily eyeing the stunning woman before him.
Audrey was wrapped in a cheap dress that clung to her mature, voluptuous body. Her full, firm breasts exuded a tempting vitality, and her long, white legs were straight and slender. Her round, firm buttocks swayed seductively. Her skin was as smooth and tender as a peeled egg, inviting the touch. Even a man as experienced as Derek felt a thrill of excitement and anticipation.
In a few minutes, this proud, aloof woman would shed her hard exterior, revealing the ripe, juicy body beneath. For Derek, simply possessing a woman's body no longer brought pleasure. What excited him was gradually breaking down a respectable woman's resistance. The prouder and colder she was, the stronger the thrill of conquest. But once a woman fully surrendered and became his plaything, he would lose interest and discard her.
"Mr. Derek, I need two hundred thousand dollars," Audrey said coldly. "And I need your help dealing with two people."
"No problem," Derek said, blowing a smoke ring and agreeing easily. He never feared women negotiating with him; he feared they wouldn't. "You're a smart woman. I don't do charity for nothing. You know what I want, right?"
"I can give you my work," Audrey said, biting her lip and trembling slightly. "But I won't betray my husband."
"Oh, really?" Derek chuckled, standing up and slowly walking to Audrey. He scrutinized her beautiful, delicate face, which was clearly untouched by surgery, full of collagen. Her firm breasts showed she was at the peak of her maturity and vitality. Missing out on such a woman would be a shame. "But I'm only interested in your body. Two hundred thousand dollars for one night. How about it?"
Audrey felt a chill under his gaze, goosebumps rising where his eyes lingered. She regretted coming to him. Biting her teeth, she said, "Impossible."
"Why be so stubborn?" Derek's eyes burned with intensity as he reached for Audrey's hand, smiling. "Since you're here, you must have made up your mind. Don't deceive yourself. Trust me, you won't regret it."
"Let go," Audrey's face turned pale. She suddenly pulled out a penknife from her neck, unscrewed the cap to reveal a sharp blade, and pointed it at her slender, white neck. "I'd rather die than agree."
Derek looked surprised. He had thought Audrey was only trying to raise her price, as many women did. But he didn't expect her to be willing to die to make her point. This woman was even more stubborn than he had imagined, making the urge to conquer her even stronger.
"Well, I like a woman with backbone," Derek clapped his hands and laughed. "I'll give you a chance. Our Venture Capital Group is hosting a Miss Starhaven beauty pageant. I'll give you two hundred thousand dollars, but you must participate in the pageant and at least make it to the top ten. Is that fair?"
"Agreed," Audrey hesitated for a moment, thinking his condition was quite lenient, and then agreed.
Derek clapped his hands, and soon a man in a sharp suit, looking like a lawyer, came out with a contract for Audrey to sign. The main clause was that she promised to participate in the beauty pageant, and if she breached the contract, she would have to return double the payment.
Audrey signed her name without hesitation and turned to leave. Derek didn't stop her, watching her go while leisurely sipping his wine.
The lawyer approached Derek, puzzled, "Mr. Derek, why let her go? If you insisted, she would eventually give in."
Derek smiled slightly, "Have you ever fished? Do you know what the fun of fishing is? It's not when you catch the fish, but when you put the bait down and watch the fish struggle, wanting to eat the bait but unsure if it's a trap. That constant hesitation and eventual decision to bite is the most thrilling part. If she were the kind of woman who'd sell her body for money, I'd find it boring. I want to give her hope and then slowly crush it. That's the real fun."
Hearing Derek's laughter, the lawyer shivered, feeling a chill in his heart. As a lawyer, he had met many clients with twisted personalities, but Derek was the most perverse. This man was terrifying, like a devil. He didn't just want to conquer a woman's body; he wanted to torment her soul. Audrey was unlikely to escape his clutches.
Audrey walked out of the hotel, the bright sun outside almost blinding her. Her knees buckled, and she nearly fell. She had been holding on with sheer willpower. Otherwise, she might have already given in. That man was terrifying, his words carrying a strange power that almost made her surrender.
"Mrs. Johnson, what are you doing here?" A familiar voice came from behind. Audrey turned to see Harry, the policeman she had met when she first arrived in Starhaven, looking at her with surprise.
"Oh, officer, I had some business here," Audrey said nervously. "What about you?"
"What a coincidence, so did I," Harry laughed, looking at Audrey's charming face with excitement. He hadn't expected to run into the beautiful, sexy teacher again. It seemed they were fated to meet!
"Where are you going? I'll give you a ride."
"No, it's okay. I can go back by myself," Audrey felt a bit embarrassed, but Harry insisted, so she got into his car and returned to the apartment complex.
"Mrs. Johnson, you seem troubled," Harry said as Audrey was about to get out. "Are you in some kind of trouble?"
"No, I'm fine," Audrey quickly shook her head, forcing a smile. "Thank you, officer. I'm really okay."
"Alright, if you need any help, call me," Harry said.
"Okay, thanks. I'll go now," Audrey said, getting out of the car and walking into the apartment complex.
Watching her tall, alluring figure disappear into the complex, Harry shook his head in resignation. It was a pity she was married. Otherwise, he would have pursued her relentlessly. Even so, he wanted to be close to her. He took a deep breath, the car still carrying her faint fragrance, which excited him.
Audrey was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Her looks and figure were captivating, and every smile and gesture drove him crazy. From the moment he first saw her, he was struck by her beauty. But as a policeman, he shouldn't covet another man's wife. Yet, he couldn't control his impulses. When he saw her at the hotel, he wanted to confess his feelings but lacked the courage.
Let it all remain a secret. He was just a small-town cop, unworthy of such a woman. He wondered what kind of man her husband was to deserve such a perfect woman.
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