The CEO Gets What He Wants

Late into the night, a black Lincoln drove into the luxury residential area in Ackleton.

In the mansion, Avery Rumpley had been blindfolded with a piece of white silk cloth over her eyes.

The person who did it did not want her to know his identity.

“Don't be afraid. Take a deep breath. Avery, you can do it. Nothing is more important than getting Dad a

new liver. A little sacrifice for Dad is worth it.”

She could not ignore the sound of the car driving into the mansion.

There was no turning back now. All she could do was keep talking to herself to calm herself down.

The tall figure of Cayden Moore walked in, and he immediately spotted the beautiful eighteen-year-old

Avery who was standing in his bedroom.

“H-Hi...” Avery greeted as she sensed the approaching figure. Even though her eyes had been

covered, she instinctively took a step back.

For the past few days, she had been mentally preparing herself, and she thought she would have been

numb by now. Unfortunately, she was still as scared as ever at that moment.

All she wanted to do was to make a run for it.

Cayden was not sure if his action that night was beastly, but he knew he needed to find a woman to

bear him a child before his next birthday so that he could answer to his grandpa, Jeffrey Moore.

Cayden loomed over her petite body and asked, “What are you so frightened of?”

He had a deep and magnetic voice.

Avery was taken aback by his alluring, youthful voice. How can a fifty-year-old man have such a

captivating voice?

“I'm not suffering from AIDS, and I'm not a sadist in bed,” comforted the man with his sonorous voice.

As far as he was concerned, she was not shy. Instead, she was fearful of him.

Before she could regain her senses, the man spoke again. “If you are afraid of the pain, I will do my

best to make it an enjoyable process for you. Let's start.”

The way he spoke so coldly and seriously as if he was announcing the commencement of a conference

shocked her.

In an instant, she was been whisked off her feet!

That was Avery's first time in her eighteen years that she was being carried by a man under the current

circumstance. Her heart almost stopped.

Cayden reminded her gently, “I'm not sure if you are fully developed. If you find it painful, remember to

tell me to stop.”

That made Avery even more scared.

Taking in a deep breath, she bit her pinkish lips and shut her eyes. She was so terrified that her thick

eyelashes were trembling. Looking at her that way, the man could not help but feel a tightness in his

groin area.

Her fair skin glowed like that of the tender flower buds under the early morning sun. There was a hint of

pinkiness because she was feeling shy at that moment.

He reached out to remove her clothes.

Instinctively, she inched backward.

“Stop moving!” ordered the man as he grabbed her wrists and pulled her into his arms. He warned her

in a hushed voice, “If you don't want me to pin you against the wall, then don't move back.”

Avery blushed and did as she was told.

She could feel the muscular and strong body of the stranger as their bodies touched.

But, if he's a young man who has money and looks, why does he need to pay an ordinary girl like me to

bear a child for him?

Or perhaps, he is very ugly-looking? So ugly that no woman is willing to give him a baby even though

he is very wealthy?

“I have a question.”

“Tell me.” There was displeasure in the man's voice as his warm hands removed her clothes hastily.

“Initially, I was supposed to be a surrogate mother for your child. W-Why is there a change in the plan

and that I have to sleep with you to get pregnant?” That question had been plaguing her for quite some

time.

She could feel his warm breaths on her forehead.

“Ah! It hurts...” The moment she finished asking her question, she exclaimed in pain.

Her cry caused a change in Cayden's tone. “I don't want a single strand of my sperm to be wasted. By

eliminating the external process, I can make sure that everything goes into your body. Is this reason

acceptable for you?”

Next, his huge hand gave her a hard squeeze.

“Ouch...”

Avery began perspiring, and she could no longer process her thoughts.

She tried to struggle, but he pinned her down so firmly that she could not move.

Cayden knew that in order to impregnate her, he would have to deflower her. The only humane thing he

could do for her was to be as gentle with her as possible.

The moment their bodies joined, his breathing became intense, and he was worried that he might lose

control of himself.

A fragile and tender flower like her would not be able to withstand his crushing demands.

That night, Avery felt like a boat in the storm. She experienced pain, tears, and helplessness and

eventually fell into a sleep.

Avery had no idea when the man left.

By the time she woke up, it was already three in the morning.

The housekeeper, Lindsay, was not asleep yet. She came over to Avery and said kindly, “Ms. Rumpley,

let me help you wash up your body.”

“Thank you, but I can do it myself.” Avery was stupefied for a brief moment. The dried tears had made

her skin taut.

There was no way she could expose her unsightly, naked body in front of the housekeeper.

Lindsay turned and left.

Avery got off the bed and went to the bathroom in a daze.

By the time she was done washing up and returned to the room, the bedding had been changed.

That night, she had a dream.

In her dream, she was in her junior year in high school back in her grandpa's town. Together with a few

of her female classmates, they were leaning against the wall and peeping at the high school basketball

match next door. They were trying to catch a glimpse of the legendary senior who had just transferred

in.

The next day, Avery woke up and found her whole body aching unusually.

Brushing her teeth in front of the wash basin, she stared into the mirror for a long time. Lost in

thoughts, she recalled the senior who was the dream catch of every girl in the school back then.

In the past, she had experienced being bullied during her school days. She had no idea about non-

platonic relationships. All she yearned for was an older brother who could protect her during those

extreme and helpless moments.

Later on, when she learned about love, she found herself thinking of a particular guy. It was that same

guy who studied for a year in high school before disappearing mysteriously.

The water that was splashing out of the basin brought her back to reality.

She shook her head and scolded herself.

Avery, you are not fit to like him anymore!

She locked herself up in the house. The lower part of her body still had the lingering sensation of being

invaded.

Night came, and Avery received a piece of news.

That man was there again.