In the dimly lit room, a black silk scarf covered Avery Wells' eyes, and everything was pitch black in front of her. Her heart was pounding wildly, and she swallowed hard, feeling scared of the unknown. She gripped the bedsheet tightly, and her palms were sweaty. Soon, she heard the sound of the door opening, followed by light footsteps approaching her step by step. Standing in front of her bed, it seemed like he was sizing up his prey.

"avery Wells, is it?" His low and magnetic voice had a slight upward inflection at the end, and the dangerous feeling gradually dissipated. Avery couldn't help but shudder at the tip of her heart. His voice was much nicer than she had imagined, like intoxicating whiskey.

It was rumored that Ethan Blackwood was a middle-aged man in his forties, but he had such a voice, which surprised her. For a moment, she was a little distracted.

Ethan Blackwood looked at her white fingers placed on her abdomen, opening and closing, with delicate and pink fingertips. He narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Are you mute?"

She replied, "I am Avery Wells."

Ethan Blackwood approached her again, looking down at her and examining her. The faint cedarwood scent on his body lingered in his breath, tinged with a bit of drunkenness. Avery tightly pursed her lips and instinctively leaned back.

"Are you afraid?"

She bit her red lips and said, "I...I'm not afraid!" Despite her forceful voice, her trembling voice still exposed her inner tension.

His deep eyes, like stars, held a hint of amusement. Avery was petite and fair-skinned, with a cute little nose and soft, alluring lips. There was hardly a flaw to be found on her body, like a porcelain doll that had been meticulously crafted.

Her face was flushed, and the black silk scarf contrasted sharply with it. Suddenly, Ethan Blackwood was startled, and he withdrew his previous nonchalance, his gaze fixed once again on the girl's face. Although her eyes were covered by the scarf, her lips and cheeks still revealed a distant familiarity.

In his mind, a girl suddenly appeared, and he breathed heavily, his eyes flashing with a hint of hostility, unrestrained and wild.

With narrowed phoenix eyes, he asked her, "Are you eighteen yet?"

"Yes, I am."

"Do you know what you have to do next?"

Next... She swallowed hard. Her brother owed a large sum of money, and her father had put all the company's money into it, but it was still not enough. Seeing that the company was about to go bankrupt, they had no choice but to offer her to the legendary Ethan Blackwood.

Ethan Blackwood, once a proud son of a wealthy family, had his reputation ruined by rumors. His character was rebellious and cruel, and even though he was powerful and wealthy, no one dared to marry him. Until now, he had not married or had children. It was rumored that he was forty years old. Even if a few bold young ladies went to him because of his talent, they were all scared away after seeing his true appearance.

In the end, those young ladies and their families didn't have a good ending. Now, Ethan Blackwood needs an heir, and no one has dared to approach him for so many years.

But, her brother's situation is very dangerous, and her sister went abroad yesterday. At this critical moment, only she can try. As long as she can successfully give birth to an heir for Ethan Blackwood, her brother and father will be saved, and her mother will no longer have to cry every day.

Moreover, her mother said that it's just a test tube, and she won't have to sacrifice her body. She encouraged herself. Don't be afraid, as long as she doesn't run away, she won't bring disaster to the Wells family.

She made up her mind and said firmly, "Hmm, I understand, I can accept it."

Ethan Blackwood looked at her obedient appearance, and drew a circle on her beautiful butterfly collarbone with his slender index finger. His voice was low, but gentle and somewhat intimidating, "Are you afraid of pain?"

Avery felt the warmth of his fingertip, and her breathing became a bit rapid. She nodded vaguely. Realizing that this might make him unhappy, she shook her head again, her voice sincere, "I checked, the test tube...actually doesn't hurt."

"Oh?" His tone slowly rose, with an indescribable casualness.

Avery said sincerely, "Really, I'm not afraid of pain."

Ethan Blackwood stared at her with cold eyes, but his lips curled up slightly, with a hint of wickedness, "Who told you it's a test tube, hmm?"

Avery suddenly froze, her cheeks that had just turned red instantly turned.