Natasha came to the High Five Club to relieve her stress. She was dealing with a lot of it these days.

Her parents were pressuring her to find a rich husband so that she can support their business.

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Tristan was very firm in his decision. No matter what she did, he wouldn't budge with his decision.

What can she do? She has fallen in love with Tristan, and nobody else can compare to him. She even shamelessly seduced him and he still treated her like she was nothing. Why can't he like her? Not even a tiny bit.

"Tristan …Tristan… Tristan...," Natasha was chanting his name again and again while drinking.

She drank a few glasses and went to the restroom to fix her makeup. While she was walking in the corridor when she heard two waiters talking, the name Ambrosio fell on her ears.

Her steps slowed down. She was trying to listen to the whole conversation.

"Hey, have you heard, Mr. Ambrosio is resting in room 336," said the first waiter.

"It looked like he was very drunk and could not even stand properly," the second waiter said.

"I am going to serve him well so I can get a big tip tomorrow.

Yeah, I mean, he belongs to one of the aristocratic families. Surely he will be generous," again said the first waiter.

Natasha listened to the whole conversation, and an evil idea flashed into her mind.

Was Tristan really in the same club as her? The best part was that he was drunk, and he was not in his right sense. So, he won't be aware of his surroundings and to what was happening to him. This is the perfect time to capture him.

She was going to seduce and sleep with Tristan. He will not be able to refuse her since he's inebriated. She was not going to let this golden opportunity pass at any cost.

Tomorrow morning, she was going to ask him to take responsibility for her and marry her. Basically, she was going to trap him without giving him any chance to retreat.

Natasha bravely went to room 336, and luckily the door was open.

"Who's there….," the man called out, hearing her footsteps.

"It's me, Natasha," She said in a soft tone.

She did not want them to talk any further and waste her time. She just wants to directly jump into bed with Tristan and do the deed. She didn't want Tristan to change his mind.

"Don't say anything ….," Natasha did not give him any chance to speak as she stood in front of him. The lights were off, and she did not care to switch them on, only their silhouettes were visible.

The man was sitting on the bed. He reeked of alcohol. Natasha was too excited to sleep with Tristan that she didn't mind the smell.

"Tonight, let our bodies speak," Natasha said seductively. He didn't really have any thoughts about what was happening, aside from her being just another random girl who wanted to sleep with him.

Natasha took his hand and placed them on her ass. Seeing that he was not actively participating, she squeezed his hands. She got excited when he started touching her.

"Oh Tristan..," she thought, 'I've been waiting for this to happen...hmm."

She remembered that day when Ava humiliated her, saying Tristan only loves her. "That bitch, she dares humiliate me? Where are you now? Your boyfriend is having to sex me with, and I'm going to enjoy it,' she thought.

"Poor girl, she's probably studying right now, oblivious to what is happening. I will have fun tomorrow when her heart starts breaking. I can't wait to see her cry,' Natasha smirked.

Natasha could not wait to see the look on Ava's face when she finds out the truth.

The man in the dark started running his hands roughly all over her body. Natasha could not wait. She hurriedly took off her clothes, the man equally as eager helped her unhook her zipper.

He started kissing her passionately, and even though his mouth tasted like alcohol, she was ready to tolerate anything for Tristan.

"Umm-hmm," Tristan was kissing her, and she wanted more. She was in a hurry, so she started undressing him. She roamed her hands all over his chest, it felt so well-toned and muscled.

'Is this how it feels like touching Tristan naked,' she shivered with excitement.

When he unhooked her bra, she felt triumphant. Finally, Tristan was getting in the mood. 'Maybe Ava was not enough to satisfy him,' she thought, 'I'll satisfy you, you won't want to go back.'

Suddenly he slapped her breasts. "Ouch!" Natasha was not ready for him. He slapped her a few more times and took her breast in his mouth and bit her.

Natasha never imagined him to be a wild man underneath that cold exterior. So what they say is true, she thought, "A gentleman in the streets, was a scoundrel in the sheets."

The man started to lick and bite her chest, Natasha was moaning like crazy.

She struggled to remove his belt, he understood what she wanted to do, and they removed the last piece of their clothing.

As soon as they were naked the man pounced on Natasha. He was licking and touching her everywhere. She could not hold the need any longer.

She wanted to know how it was to really make love and be complete. She wanted to be whole with Tristan. When he started opening a condom packet, she held his hand, "Let's make love without any barriers," Natasha said seductively.

If she was lucky, she might get pregnant. If that happens, Tristan will have no chance to refuse her. She can marry him and easily secure her position as Mrs. Ambrosio. Yes, she wanted to be very greedy.

If she gives birth to the future heir of Ambrosio corporations, no one can question her status. She could blackmail them. Tristan's grandparents will be very eager to see the child and agree to make her his wife. If the baby was a boy, then she can demand him to put her name in one of his properties or companies.

How can he say no? This woman wants to have sex without inhibitions. He was rough with her, trying all the different positions and in the different parts of the room.

Natasha was a virgin, and she expected her first time to be soft and gentle. She wanted to be treated like she was precious, but Tristan was getting too rough.

It took a while to satiate him, and when he finally got his fill Natasha was aching all over. She couldn't even move a finger.

He wasn't into cuddling after sleeping with these women, so he tried to sleep on one side, trying to keep away from her as possible.

But Natasha wanted to cuddle.

She went and laid her head on his chest, took his hand, and wrapped them around her waist.

That man found it weird that she wants to cuddle. Well, since it was her first time, maybe she expected something romantic. He finally acquiesced and hugged her.

Natasha smiled as she went to sleep. Thinking that her dream was finally fulfilled, she rubbed her head on his chest like a young sweet bride.

He was satisfied. He's never had anyone like her before.

When he opened his eyes the next day he saw a very beautiful woman wrapped around him. He was wondering who she was. Why would she sleep with him?

He traced a finger on her cheek.

Natasha was half awake. She felt shy and happy when she felt him touch her cheek. "Last night was true, and now Tristan was still with her. This probably means I have a place in his heart after all," she thought, blushing.

Natasha opened her eyes and noticed a different figure. That man did not seem like Tristan, '"Was her eyes playing tricks on her," she thought as she rubbed her eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, it confirmed her suspicion. The man in front of her was not Tristan.

"You are not Tristan! How… What...," Natasha panicked and screamed.

"Of course, I'm not, I'm Rupert Wilson," the man said. Why was she saying his step brother's name?

"Did you sleep with me yesterday?" Natasha was nervous.

"Yeah, of course...You were the one who came to me last night," Rupert said.

"You….. I thought you were Tristan," Natasha felt like the sky had collapsed on her head. How could she have mistaken someone as Tristan and sleep with him?

"Why did you think I was him?" Rupert chuckled.

"Because the waiter said that Mr. Ambrosio was in this room!" Natasha screamed, feeling helpless.

There were tears in her eyes. She made a huge mistake.

"Oh that. Tristan is my stepbrother. Whenever I want to enter any VIP places I use his name," Rupert said. He always used Tristan's name to take advantage of all the perks.

"I think we should go out sometime," Rupert suggested, he was attracted to Natasha's beauty.

"Shut up! Forget yesterday ever happened," Natasha snapped.

Natasha locked herself in the bathroom. She cried so hard, thinking about her plight.

When she was done, she ran out of the room, hoping no one would notice her.

Rupert Wilson was already planning how he could see her again.