Chapter 2

I stumbled back, hitting the wall, my fingers digging into the plaster unconsciously.

How could this be happening? How could I be in the video?

My head throbbed, the video like invisible hands draining my strength, making my legs weak.

"Declan, you're so indifferent, holding back for so long!"

"Declan, you're generous to share her with us."

"Gotta admit, Genevieve's something else."

Declan only bowed his head, smiling faintly at their praise. "As long as everyone's having fun."

Daphne giggled, her voice sharp and cutting. "She wanted to sleep with Declan, didn’t she? If she’s so desperate for men, she should be satisfied."

Daphne’s words hit like a bolt from the blue, making it clear to me. During those three days and nights, they switched people!

I remembered clearly; it was Declan’s first time not holding back. For the sake of the child, to please him, I did everything I could to satisfy him.

Midway, he blindfolded me with a red silk ribbon. I thought he was seeking thrills, not realizing it was then they switched!

I gasped, clutching my collar to release some of the suffocating pressure.

"Don’t forget our bet."

Daphne’s tinkling laughter came again, her boneless wrist resting on Declan’s shoulder.

"Whoever’s child is in her belly must buy me that diamond ring worth millions."

She cooed, while the men waved their hands, saying millions were nothing, they’d buy it for their group favorite, even if it cost billions.

Their raucous laughter was deafening. I leaned against the wall, my stomach suddenly convulsing, retching on the floor. Saliva mixed with bile dripped onto the tiles. My fingers twitched uncontrollably, unable to hold the report.

The door suddenly opened, and Daphne exclaimed.

"Genevieve! What are you doing here!"