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The walls felt like they were closing in on her as her anger simmered.

Damien opened the door, stepping inside first. Natasha hesitated for a moment, her chest rising and falling with sharp breaths, before following him into the dimly lit room.

The door clicked shut behind them, the silence hanging heavy in the air.

She turned to face him, her eyes burning with suspicion. "What if this doesn\'t work?" she demanded. "What if you\'re just another liar?"

Damien stepped closer, his presence looming but not threatening. "If I\'m lying, you can kill me right here," he said softly, his voice firm, "but if I\'m not, you\'ll finally have what you\'ve been chasing for so long."

Natasha\'s mind screamed at her to turn back, to walk out the door and never see him again, but her body didn\'t move.

She couldn\'t afford to ignore this, not if there was even the slightest chance it was real. Her fingers moved to the buttons of her shirt, each one feeling heavier than the last.

She was doing this for herself, for her future.

That was all.

As her clothes slid to the floor, Damien\'s eyes remained steady, his gaze unwavering but not lecherous.

Natasha felt a surge of internal energy swirling within her as she stood before him, her bare skin prickling in the cool air.

"You better not be lying," she whispered harshly.

Natasha stood before Damien, her hands trembling slightly as she unbuttoned her shirt, the fabric falling away with each motion, revealing her bare skin beneath.

She felt her breath quicken, her heart thudding in her chest as the reality of what she was about to do set in.

She wasn\'t doing this because she wanted to—this wasn\'t love or even lust. This was about power.

This was her only chance to catch up to Ye fan, her talented cousin, who had overshadowed her for years.

Damien watched her, his eyes calm and unreadable, as if he had all the time in the world. "You don\'t have to do this if you don\'t want to," he said, but there was a challenge in his tone, as if he knew exactly what choice she would make.

Natasha glared at him, hating that smug look.

She finished stripping down, letting her clothes fall to the floor until she stood completely naked before him. "I don\'t have a choice," she muttered, her voice cold.

Damien stepped forward, his hands reaching out to touch her waist, his fingers brushing lightly over her skin. "You always have a choice," he whispered, his breath hot against her neck as he moved closer, his body pressing against hers.

She could feel his hardness through his pants, the heat radiating from him making her body react despite herself.

"Then why don\'t you get on with it?" she snapped, her voice sharper than she intended, but her body was betraying her.

She hated the way his touch sent shivers down her spine, the way her pulse quickened just being near him.

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Without another word, Damien unzipped his pants, letting them fall to the floor.

He stood before her, fully erect, and for a moment, Natasha hesitated, her eyes widening at his size.

She clenched her fists, trying to suppress the unease.

This was her first time, and she hadn\'t expected this.

Damien moved toward her, his hands on her hips, guiding her backward until her legs hit the edge of the bed. "Lie down," he ordered, his voice low, filled with an authority she couldn\'t ignore.

Natasha swallowed hard and did as he said, lying back on the bed, her legs parting slightly as he climbed on top of her.

His hands roamed her body, his fingers grazing her breasts before moving lower, between her thighs.

She gasped at the contact, her body tensing instinctively.

"Relax," Damien muttered, his fingers teasing her entrance, feeling how wet she had become. "You\'ll enjoy this more if you don\'t fight it."

She hated him for saying that, but she couldn\'t deny the warmth spreading through her.

His fingers slid inside her, making her arch her back slightly, her breath catching in her throat.

She wasn\'t ready for this, not mentally, but her body had other ideas.

Damien positioned himself between her legs, his cock pressing against her opening.

Pah

Natasha tensed again, her heart racing as he slowly pushed inside her.

"Nngh… ahh… mmm..." She let out a sharp gasp as he filled her, her body stretching to accommodate him.

The pain was sharp, almost unbearable, but she bit her lip, refusing to make a sound.

"Ghh…" Damien groaned, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he thrust deeper, his cock fully inside her now. "You\'re tight."

"Ahh… mmm…" Natasha winced, her nails digging into the sheets as she tried to adjust to the sensation. "Just… do it," she whispered, her voice strained.

Damien smirked, his hips pulling back before slamming into her again, harder this time.

"Ahh… ooh… mmm…" Natasha cried out, her body jolting with the force of his thrusts.

The pain began to fade, replaced by something else, something hotter and more intense.

He moved faster, his cock driving into her over and over, each thrust making her moan despite herself.

"Ahh… mmm… fff…" She hated how her body was responding, the way her hips were lifting to meet his movements, the pleasure building deep inside her.

Damien leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear. "You feel that, don\'t you?" he whispered, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "This is what you wanted. Power."

"Nnh… mmm… oohh…ahh" Natasha gasped, her body arching as he hit a spot inside her that sent a shockwave of pleasure through her.

"Hngh...Ungh....Ahnn" She couldn\'t stop the moan that escaped her lips, her legs wrapping around his waist instinctively. "Shut up," she muttered, her voice shaking.

But Damien didn\'t stop. He thrust into her harder, deeper, his cock filling her completely.

His hands gripped her thighs, pulling her closer, making sure she felt every inch of him. "You\'re going to beg me to keep going," he growled, his hips slamming into her.

"Ieeekk!?" Natasha\'s breath hitched, her hands moving to his back, her nails digging into his skin as he pounded into her.

The pleasure was overwhelming now, her body trembling as she got closer to the edge.

"Ahh… ooh… mmm…" She hated that he was right, that she was enjoying this more than she thought possible.

"Damien…" she gasped, her body tensing as she felt herself nearing release.

"Let go," Damien whispered, his voice rough as he thrust into her faster, harder, his cock hitting that perfect spot again and again.

Natasha\'s body tightened around him, her moans growing louder as she finally came, her orgasm crashing through her like a tidal wave.

She cried out, her body shaking as Damien continued to fuck her, drawing out every last bit of her release.

He wasn\'t done, though.

His pace didn\'t slow, his cock still driving into her relentlessly. Natasha whimpered, her body sensitive, but she couldn\'t stop the pleasure that kept building.

She could feel him getting closer, his thrusts becoming more erratic.

"Fuck…" Damien groaned, his hands gripping her hips as he pushed into her one last time, spilling inside her with a deep growl.

He held her there, his cock pulsing as he emptied himself, his body trembling slightly.

Natasha lay beneath him, her body limp, her mind spinning from the intensity of it all. She hated herself for enjoying it, hated him for being right.

But the power… she could feel it.

This was the only way.