The man continued to touch her all over. He reached for her waist and grabbed it closer to his body. Charlotte got hold of his hand and flung it away. "You disgust me huh? Stop pretending to be so pure when in fact you're not. Tell me, are you a virgin?" The man yelled at her. Still lying on the bed, there was shock on Charlotte's face. "Could he really be Kennedy Moore?" ******** As her father's business was on the verge of failure, Charlotte Wilson was coerced by her mother into becoming a substitute bride and married the crippled and impotent Kennedy Moore. In the eyes of the public, Kennedy was just poor and because he was crippled, Charlotte was made mockery of for getting married to him. Unknown to everyone that he was the most powerful and wealthiest man in the country. A twist of event happened when Charlotte was unexpectedly found pregnant some days after her wedding and it turned out she didn't who the father of her baby was. What holds her future now?
"No father, I won't marry that impotent man, Charlotte should. Moreover, she's divorced now. Are you using me as a scapegoat instead of her?"
As Charlotte Wilson walked through the stairs of the Wilson mansion, the conversation from the stairs made her stop in her tracks. She continue listening to the conversation coming from her father and sister.
"Keep your mouth shut Christina. Don't you see that if you don't agree to this marriage, we might end up in bankruptcy and lose all worked for over the years ." David Wilson screamed.
"But she's right hunny. Don't you think it's high time that she pays us back after all we did for her. Moreover she is the elder sister?" Estella chipped in. She was Charlotte's mother.
Just as David was about to talk, Charlotte hurriedly walked downstairs.
"Fine, I will marry him but on one condition?"
Both her father and sister glanced at her, quite surprised how she instantly gave her consent to the marriage without any grudges.
"Which is?" There was delight in her mother's eyes as she asked.
"We will sign an agreement that states I won't have anything to do with this family anymore after my marriage, plus this will be my way of paying you back for bringing me up and providing for me all these years," Charlotte said.
"Of course, fine we give our consent to that."
There were rumors that the wealthiest Moore family's second son, Kennedy Moore was a man with an unapproachable personality. He was said to be strict in the business world and was hard to please. Because of his disability, he became impotent.
Out of frustration he even killed his five ex-wives, so because of this particular reason a lot of families in the city were afraid of getting their daughter married to such a cruel man, yet because of their selfish reason Charlotte's father wanted his daughter to marry him.
Charlotte's family got framed and for this main reason, they were on the verge of losing all they had worked so hard for over the years. Her father then suggested that they take loans from the bank to lift their business but the bank refused to grant them any loans leading them into greater crisis.
The Wilson's condition got so bad that they could not pay the workers at their company so the workers showed up one after the other and continuously threatened to harm them.
It was at that time that the Moore family intervened and was willing to help solve their financial break down, so Charlotte's father decided to use his daughter in exchange for his selfish needs.
Reluctant to marry that cruel man, Charlotte was assigned instead to marry him. Because she recently got divorced, her family felt she was the right one.
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The next day after the wedding, Charlotte was sent to the Moore's mansion.
That night, as she sat on the couch in the living room, an old man in a wheelchair came to where she sat.
"Maid, make her clean and send her to my bed now. I want to Inspect her."
Inspect me?
There was a frown on Charlotte's face. What did he take her for? Was she simply a toy that could be used at any time by him?
Charlotte pretended not to hear what the man said, but the wheelchair coming closer to where she sat made her nervous.
Out of fear, Charlotte stood up from the couch intending to escape before the man could touch her but alas, someone dragged her arms by force. Before she knew what was going on, she was pulled into a dark room crashing hard on the bed.
Gasping for breath, she felt a giant body against hers, and then the person in the dark began to caress her all over her body.
"Ah! Stop." Charlotte couldn't help but yell in fear. She was sweating profusely.
After that, she heard the person laughing in the dark.
Judging from his figure and the way he handled her, Charlotte was certain it was a man but if Kennedy was said to be impotent, how was he able to touch her?
Still confused in her thoughts, she heard the man saying.
"Wait, are you scared?' The man asked still touching her.
Then the man's hand left her shoulder and went further to her slender waist, before moving to her bosom.
No! This was the height of it. She couldn't take it anymore.
The fact that she didn't see the person touching her in the dark made her even more confused and angry. Was it the impotent Kennedy Moore?
Charlotte pushed the man's hand away from her body, intending to quickly escape from this dark room no matter what, but the man dragged her back to the bed.
"Please stop." She screamed again.
"No. I won't!" The man screamed back at her.
She shivered in fear, her hand trembling.
The man continued to touch her all over. He reached for her waist and grabbed it closer to his body.
Charlotte got hold of his hand and flung it away.
"You disgust me huh? Stop pretending to be so pure when in fact you're not. Tell me, are you a virgin?" The man yelled at her.
Still lying on the bed, there was shock on Charlotte's face. "Could he really be Kennedy Moore?"
Seeing that he had caught her, the man instantly stopped touching her and stood up.
One second... two second....
The light in the room was switched on.
"You liar. Tell me, are you Charlotte or Christiana that supposed sister of yours?" There was a hint of mockery in his voice as he asked.
Too shocked to speak, Charlotte shivered in fear and closed her eyes, too scared to look at him.
So he was indeed Kennedy Moore?
She thought since Kennedy didn't see Christine, he must have been convinced that it was her, but it seemed she forgot such a man with a cruel character was hard to fool.
"Cats caught your tongue, right? Haha!" The man laughed.
His mocking tone made Charlotte open her eyes. Instantly she was met with a pair of cold eyes starting directly at her.
If eyes could kill, she would have died just now.
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