Xia Wanzhi was startled, feeling that Lu Zhuojin was capable of anything.
Lu Zhuojin laughed, his hand brushing her flushed ear as he leaned close and whispered, “Just teasing you. Why are you so easily scared?”
The hot breath against her ear sent tingles down her skin, spreading from the tip of her ear in a wave of electric sensation.
He took off his suit jacket and wrapped it around Xia Wanzhi, leaving himself in a light gray shirt and a dark gray striped vest, looking like a refined scoundrel.
He scooped Xia Wanzhi up in his arms.
Xia Wanzhi kicked and struggled, her legs flailing. “What—what are you doing? Where are we going?”
Lu Zhuojin chuckled and said, “I saw it.”
Xia Wanzhi froze in fear, obediently letting him hold her, wrapped in his suit jacket. Lu Zhuojin’s scent instantly enveloped her, spreading across her skin in a tingling wave.
Lu Zhuojin lowered his voice, whispering in her ear, “You want it too… otherwise you wouldn’t have…”
Xia Wanzhi stiffened. “Don’t you have a succession ceremony soon?”
Lu Zhuojin let out a hot, dismissive hum. “That? Not important…”
His breath was warm against her skin. “The most important thing about being in the game is showing up.”
“Understand?”
Lu Zhuojin covered her with his jacket, winding through several turns before entering a room. The door closed with a “bang.”
Held in his arms, Xia Wanzhi listened, flushed and heart racing, as he whispered suggestive words.
The air grew still and thick.
Xia Wanzhi’s heart jumped with the sound of the door slamming shut.
She felt herself being tossed onto a soft bed, followed by a burning chest pressing against her.
Xia Wanzhi felt dizzy, but this absolutely couldn’t happen!
Last time, she had turned to Lu Zhuojin for help only because her life was in danger, nearly dying. What would it mean if it happened again now?
Lu Zhuojin’s kiss pressed down, his hot breath fanning across her face and neck.
His masculine scent filled the room, carrying an overwhelming sense of pressure.
Trying to distract him, Xia Wanzhi gasped and asked the question that had been troubling her: “That… that person, is he dead?”
Lu Zhuojin’s kiss landed on the side of her neck, his words muffled. “Who?”
Xia Wanzhi stiffened. Was killing so routine and basic for him that he didn’t even care?
She whispered, “The one who was stabbed.”
Lu Zhuojin chuckled against her snow-white neck, the magnetic sound resonating in his chest, making Xia Wanzhi tremble slightly, as if he’d heard a joke.
He whispered in her ear, “Dead. Didn’t you stab him to death?”
“Exciting, wasn’t it?”
Xia Wanzhi felt like crying. She… really had killed someone… Her hands trembled.
Lu Zhuojin bit the back of her neck, savoring the moment. “Did you feel it when the knife pierced his flesh and the blood gushed out? Wasn’t it something? Hearing his agonized screams—did it sound like music, making you want to hear it again and again?”
“Did it make you feel both sorrowful and like a god ruling over everything?”
Xia Wanzhi trembled as she asked, “Should I… turn myself in?”
Lu Zhuojin was amused, leaning over her shoulder, his laughter warm against the hollow of her neck, sending tingles of itchiness through Xia Wanzhi, mingling with the rising fear of having killed someone.
His voice was magnetic. “Do as you please. So obedient~ Darling, you’re quite considerate of the rapist. You were about to be forced to death back then…”
Xia Wanzhi was kissed by Lu Zhuojin on the side of her neck. Tilting her head back, she stammered, “I—I was acting in self-defense… and that was you…”
Lu Zhuojin kissed the hollow of her neck, murmuring indistinctly, “Shh… baby, don’t mention other men at a time like this…”
Seeing that she couldn’t stop Lu Zhuojin, Xia Wanzhi dug her nails hard into his back and whispered, “Don’t…”
Unexpectedly, this only stirred his wild side.
He paused, his eyes darkening further, his voice laced with danger. “Baby, you’re both soft and fierce.”
“Why refuse? Didn’t you enjoy it last time?”
“And you’ve already…” He leaned close to her ear and whispered two words.
Xia Wanzhi struggled. “Last time, I had no choice…”