Rejected By Her Family, Claimed By The Masked CEO

[Warning: 18+ above. if possible 20+]That night, Abigail found herself in his massive penthouse bedroom. The seductive red gown she wore was far too revealing. She tried to cover herself with the silk sheets on his bed, scooting backwards the moment he entered. Despite the mask, he was deadly handsome, and that dangerous smirk never left his lips.She moved back nervously. “Stay away from me,” she whispered, her voice trembling. She had never seen someone as ruthless, merciless, and terrifying as this man, and yet she was somehow linked to him!Henry’s dark chuckle filled the room. In one swift motion, his strong hand grabbed her ankle and yanked her down the bed with ease. Abigail gasped as he pulled her beneath him, his powerful body immediately caging hers. The heat radiating from him made her dizzy.“You don’t even resist me, Kitten,” he smirked behind the sleek golden mask, his voice alone sending chills down Abigail’s spine. She hated to admit that this man made her nervous.His fingers traced up her thigh, pushing the red fabric higher and exposing more of her soft skin. He leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear as his hand slipped between her legs, finding her already shamefully wet. “You want me too, don’t you?” his whisper sent an electric sensation through her body.“Stop…” Abigail bit her lip hard, trying to hold back the moan threatening to escape. “You have no right to...”“Why wouldn’t I have the right?” Henry growled, his fingers stroking her slick folds with teasing pressure. “You are mine, Abigail. Every inch of you.”A sharp whimper left her throat as he circled her swollen clit, his touch both skilful and wild. She hated how good it felt. She hated those feelings! She hated him!“I hate you so much,” she gasped, even as her hips jerked involuntarily against his hand.Henry chuckled, amused by her stubborn defiance. He pushed two thick fingers inside her at once, curling them perfectly against that sensitive spot that made her see stars.“I love you so much, baby,” he murmured, his voice carrying possessive hunger as he pumped his fingers deeper. “Look at how soaked you are for me. Your body knows exactly who it belongs to.”Abigail’s back arched off the bed. She clawed at the shoulders no one in the world dared to touch, torn between pushing him away and pulling him closer. “Ahh...” She could no longer swallow the moan anymore.No matter how hard she tried to escape from him, she always ended up back in his bed. Things no man in the world would ever dare do to her, he did without fear. And she would even touch his hair, his hands, his chest... things no woman in the world dared to do to him.Henry watched her with burning intensity behind the mask, drinking in every whimper and every twitch of her body as he brought her closer to the edge with his skilled fingers. His gaze dropped to her core and he swallowed hard. The way his hand slid in and out... suddenly, he wondered how she would taste.Abigail noticed the look in his eyes and immediately tried to escape, but he grabbed her legs and chuckled. “What is it, baby? I just want to have a taste!”