Contracted to the Ruthless Billionaire

Emma’s heart pounded so hard she could hear it in her ears. The luxurious office on the top floor of Black Tower smelled of expensive leather and power.

Across the wide mahogany desk sat Alexander Black — the 32-year-old billionaire whose name made people tremble. Tall, broad-shouldered, with sharp grey eyes that seemed to strip her naked without even trying. His black shirt was unbuttoned at the top, revealing a hint of hard chest.

“You’re late,” he said, his deep voice low and commanding.

“I… I’m sorry, sir,” Emma whispered, clutching her worn bag. At 22, she had never felt smaller in her life. Her clothes were simple — a plain white blouse and black skirt that had seen better days.

Alexander leaned back in his chair, studying her like she was prey. “You need ten million dollars. I need a wife for one year. A woman who will obey every command. A woman who will spread her legs and let me fuck her whenever, wherever, and however I want. No limits. No complaints.”

Emma’s face burned with humiliation. Her thighs pressed together as an unwanted heat pooled between her legs. She had never been with a man before, and here was this god-like devil offering to buy her virginity and her body for a year.

“Is there… any other way?” she asked, voice shaking.

“No.” His lips curved into a cold smile. “Sign, and your mother’s hospital bills disappear today. Refuse, and you can go back to your pathetic life.”

He slid the thick contract toward her. The words “Sexual Services” and “Complete Obedience” stared back at her.

Emma’s hand trembled as she picked up the pen. Tears stung her eyes, but she had no choice. Her mother would die without the money.

She signed.

Alexander stood up slowly, towering over her. He walked around the desk and stopped right in front of her, so close she could smell his expensive cologne.

“Good girl,” he murmured, tilting her chin up with two fingers. His thumb brushed her lower lip. “Tonight you move into my mansion. And tonight… I’m going to fuck that tight little virgin pussy until you scream my name.”

Emma’s breath hitched. Fear and something dangerously close to excitement mixed inside her.

What had she just sold herself into?

Emma stood in the middle of Alexander Black’s master bedroom, feeling like a lamb thrown into the wolf’s den. The mansion was a fortress of cold luxury—marble floors, floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city lights, and a massive king-sized bed draped in black silk sheets. Her small suitcase sat forgotten by the door. She’d barely had time to breathe after signing that contract before his driver whisked her away.

Alexander closed the heavy double doors behind him with a soft click that sounded like a prison sentence. He loosened his tie, eyes locked on her like a predator.

“Strip,” he ordered, voice low and rough. “Everything. I want to see what I bought.”

Emma’s cheeks flamed. “Please… can we talk first? I’ve never—”

“I didn’t buy you for conversation.” He stepped closer, towering over her. His hand cupped her jaw, forcing her to look up. “You signed the contract. Your body is mine for the next year. Starting now. Take off your fucking clothes before I rip them off.”

Her hands shook as she unbuttoned her blouse. The plain white fabric slid off her shoulders, revealing a simple cotton bra. Alexander’s gaze darkened. She pushed the skirt down her hips next, stepping out of it until she stood in just her underwear and worn sneakers.

“All of it,” he growled.

Emma unhooked her bra, letting her full, perky breasts spill free. Her nipples hardened instantly in the cool air. She hooked her thumbs into her panties and slid them down, kicking them aside. She was completely bare now—smooth, untouched pussy already glistening with reluctant arousal.

Alexander’s cock strained against his pants as he drank her in. “Fuck. Look at that tight little virgin cunt. Pink and dripping for me already.”

He grabbed her by the waist and tossed her onto the bed like she weighed nothing. Emma gasped as her back hit the silk sheets. Before she could scramble away, he was on her, pinning her wrists above her head with one large hand.

“Spread your legs,” he commanded.

She obeyed, thighs parting shakily. Alexander’s free hand slid down her body, roughly palming her breast and pinching the nipple until she whimpered. His fingers trailed lower, over her flat stomach, until they reached her slick folds.

“Already so wet,” he mocked, circling her clit with two thick fingers. “You’re scared but your pussy wants this. Greedy little slut.”

“I’m not—” Emma’s protest turned into a sharp cry as he pushed one finger inside her tight channel. She was so fucking tight, clenching around the intrusion.

Alexander pumped his finger slowly, adding a second one, stretching her. His thumb rubbed firm circles on her swollen clit. Emma’s hips bucked despite herself, a moan escaping her lips.

“That’s it. Feel how your cunt is sucking my fingers. Imagine how good my cock is going to feel wrecking this hole.”

He released her wrists and stood up, stripping off his shirt to reveal a chiseled chest and abs, then shoving his pants down. His cock sprang free—thick, long, veined, and rock hard. The head was already leaking precum. Emma’s eyes widened in fear and dark fascination.

“It won’t fit,” she whispered.

“It will,” he said darkly. “And you’re going to take every inch.”

Alexander climbed between her spread thighs, rubbing the fat head of his cock up and down her soaked slit, coating himself in her juices. He notched at her entrance and pushed forward.

Emma cried out as the thick head breached her. The stretch burned. He didn’t stop, sinking deeper, inch by ruthless inch, until he bottomed out, balls deep inside her virgin pussy.

“Fuck… so goddamn tight,” he groaned, holding still for a moment to let her adjust. Then he pulled back and slammed in hard.

Emma screamed, nails digging into his shoulders. Pain mixed with overwhelming pleasure as he started fucking her in deep, punishing strokes. The wet slap of skin on skin filled the room, along with her broken moans and his filthy growls.

“You’re mine now,” he rasped, pounding into her. “This pussy belongs to me. I’m going to fuck you raw every night until you’re addicted to my cock.”

He hooked her legs over his shoulders, folding her in half and driving even deeper. The new angle hit a spot inside her that made stars explode behind her eyes. Emma’s walls fluttered around him, pleasure building fast.

“Oh god… Alexander… it’s too much—”

“Come for me, you little whore,” he ordered, slamming into her harder. His hand reached between them and rubbed her clit roughly.

Emma shattered. Her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave, pussy clenching and spasming around his thick cock as she screamed his name.

Alexander didn’t stop. He fucked her through it, chasing his own release. With a guttural groan, he buried himself to the hilt and came hard, flooding her tight cunt with hot, thick ropes of cum.

He stayed inside her for long moments, both of them panting. Finally, he pulled out, watching his seed leak from her freshly fucked pussy with dark satisfaction.

“Round two in the shower,” he said, picking her up like a rag doll. “I’m nowhere near done with you tonight.”

Emma trembled in his arms, body buzzing and mind reeling. She had sold herself to the devil… and the devil fucked like a god.