All too late for his love

"This way, Mr. Carter. Ah..." Willow winced as she felt a sudden pain in her wrist. Zayn didn't dance with her. Instead, he scooped her up and swiftly ascended the stairs to the guest room.

"Let's dance first, Mr. Carter." Realizing Zayn's intentions, Willow attempted to break free from his grasp.

"Dance?" Zayn sneered and looked at Willow coldly. "Willow, don't pretend to be virtuous in front of me. You went to all this trouble just to seduce mer here. Was it merely for a dance?

"L..." Willow was speechless. She had known all along that she wouldn't just be dancing with the man who won her tonight.

Willow's silence caused Zayn's expression to darken further. He quickened his pace, and in the blink of an eye, he had carried her into the upstairs guest room.

The manager had already placed the prepared agreement on the desk. Upon entering, Zayn rudely tossed Willow onto the bed and snatched up the document, slamming it into her face.

"Sign it."

Willow's face stung from the impact, but she couldn't afford to pay it much attention. Trembling, she reached for the agreement, quickly scanned it, and then signed her name.

A woman auctioned off for her first dance had to sign an agreement. This agreement would bind her into becoming the lifelong mistress of the man who had purchased her. She would be subject to his every whim and desire.

If she breached the contract, she would have to pay ten times her auction price as compensation. Of course, if the buyer grew tired of her, he could terminate the agreement without compensation.

After signing it, Willow numbly placed the document back on the desk. She found it absurd. People always strive for better, but she went from being Zayn's rightful wife to his lifelong mistress.

After Zayn married Skyler, she would become the mistress that others would poke their fingers at. Fortunately, her life would soon come to an end. She wouldn't have to degrade herself for long.

"I've signed it, Mr. Carter," Willow said timidly. The simple sentence drained almost all her strength.

"On your knees."

Willow froze. She hadn't expected Zayn to suddenly make this demand.

Seeing her standing there like a statue and showing no intention of kneeling, Zayn narrowed his eyes. His face was clouded with menace. "Why? Do you want to breach the contract?

He was right. The agreement stipulated that the merchandise had to comply with the buyer's demands. She hadn't yet received the money to save Aaron, so she dared not breach the contract.

Willow's eyes welled up with tears.

She hastily turned her face away, not om wanting to let Zayn see her weakness. He regarded her as filthy, cheap, and tit only to kneel before him and let him have his way with her.

Il she kneeled, all their past promises and pledges would become void. But in truth, there was no turning back time. They couldn't return to the past Willow had always known that, but she was just foolishly clinging to the last shreds of hope.

"Ou your knees!"

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