Xia Wanzhi tensed up. “Wh-what punishment?”
Lu Zhuojin whispered in her ear, “Let me bite you.”
As he spoke, he pinned her hands above her head, preventing her from resisting.
The black suit jacket fell to the floor.
Xia Wanzhi was overpowered, her arms held tightly in place. Terrified, she closed her eyes, unable to fight back.
Seeing her resigned and trembling, Lu Zhuojin chuckled softly. “Baby, I’ll be gentle. Don’t be afraid…”
“If you’re scared now, you’re done for. You’ll be even more frightened later.”
Though he intended to bite her, he wore the expression of a wolf pitying its prey.
Lu Zhuojin’s lips slowly moved from her ear to her neck, sensing the faint pulse of her veins with his mouth. His breath, alternating between cool and warm, brushed against her skin, stirring both fear and a strange, tingling sensation.
His lips settled on a vein, gently teasing the spot, making her tense. The anticipation of pain was the most torturous.
Lu Zhuojin slowly bared his teeth and lightly pressed them against her neck. Xia Wanzhi gasped in fright.
He paused, exhaling warm breath against her skin, and chuckled softly. In the end, he didn’t bite down, only giving the spot a gentle rub.
His warm lips brushed against her cold skin. He lifted his head and released her.
Xia Wanzhi let out a sigh of relief, looking at Lu Zhuojin with wide, innocent eyes. Was the punishment over?
Her soft, obedient demeanor made him want to tease her even more.
Lu Zhuojin felt a tickle in his heart, his laughter magnetic. “Later. Biting the neck is dangerous. Let’s pick another spot.”
His gaze drifted downward.
Xia Wanzhi’s face flushed bright red, then slowly paled. She was afraid.
Lu Zhuojin whispered, “So scared? What are you running from?”
Xia Wanzhi immediately covered her chest, clenching her hands, mustering all her courage to retort, “Wh-why don’t you take yours off?”
Her tone was fierce, but her words stumbled.
Lu Zhuojin raised an eyebrow slightly. Was that it? He nodded like a cunning wolf pretending to be reasonable. “Fair point.”
He glanced at Xia Wanzhi again and understood.
She had gathered her courage to fulfill the agreement, but his oppressive demeanor made her feel humiliated…
He laughed teasingly, “You want to see me undress? So eager?”
“You should’ve said so earlier.”
Xia Wanzhi’s face flushed red. How unreasonable this man was.
He stepped closer to her, his voice low and husky. “Since you want to see, why don’t you undress me yourself?”
“Get familiar with it…”
Xia Wanzhi bit her lip. That wasn’t what she meant…
But things had already gone this far. She reached out, her fair fingers slowly unbuttoning his black shirt, one button, then two…
Revealing his firm, muscular chest. As she went further down, she swallowed hard, unbuttoning the fourth button to expose his defined abs.
Lu Zhuojin’s physique was exceptional—broad shoulders, a narrow waist, tight muscles with smooth contours. His abs and waist moved subtly with each breath, casting deep shadows under the crystal chandelier.
Once all the buttons were undone, Lu Zhuojin’s body was fully revealed, and the heat radiating from him grew more intense.
Xia Wanzhi stood on her tiptoes, pressing against his chest, her sweet breath mingling with his. His shirt hung half off.
Lu Zhuojin shook his arm, and the shirt fell to the floor.
Under the crystal chandelier, the lines and contours of his body were strikingly impressive—firm muscles, veins faintly visible on his forearms.
His suit pants could barely contain his wildness.
Lu Zhuojin’s gaze lingered on the blush spreading across her face, his smile gentle. “Go on…”
Xia Wanzhi’s hand touched the belt, flinching back as if burned. She quickly let go, turning her flushed face away. “N-no…”
This kind of muscle, this suffocating way of kissing, and his forceful, wild, almost insane demeanor—would she really be done for if this continued?
Lu Zhuojin picked up the suit jacket from the floor and draped it over her shoulders. “I just wanted to see where you were injured. I wouldn’t be so beastly as to… while you’re hurt. You might get sick later.”
He whispered softly by her ear, “Besides, I need to gauge how much force I can use.”
“I won’t hurt you.”
Xia Wanzhi’s face burned crimson.
Had she misunderstood him? Was he really just checking her injuries?
Knock, knock, knock. Someone rapped on the door.
Xia Wanzhi jumped in alarm, clutching the black suit jacket and hiding behind the door.
Lu Zhuojin watched her, soft and panicked like a little rabbit, and smiled.
He opened the door just a crack.
“Mr. Lu, the items you requested.”
Lu Zhuojin took them and closed the door.
He turned to Xia Wanzhi. “Follow me.”
Xia Wanzhi trailed after him into a spacious bedroom.
The decor was tasteful but cold and impersonal.
Lu Zhuojin rummaged through the wardrobe and casually tossed Xia Wanzhi a large white shirt. “Wear this as pajamas.”
He pointed to a frosted glass door with carved patterns. “Go take a shower.”
Xia Wanzhi, still clutching the suit jacket to cover herself, dashed inside like a refugee fleeing disaster.
Lu Zhuojin watched her sprint into the bathroom and chuckled. Running like her life depended on it—what would she do later? It’ll probably be a struggle, a real hassle.
Might as well give her some medicine.
He looked at the box he’d brought up and took out a pill.
In the bathroom, the sound of running water filled the air, steam fogging up the glass.
The restlessness in Lu Zhuojin’s body stirred again, surging uncontrollably, spreading wantonly through the air.
He picked up the phone and spoke quietly. “Bring over a dress.”
“And underwear.”
“What size?”
He recalled the feel of her—a slender waist but a figure that… “Size S, C cup.”
“The dress… just pick something expensive.”
Xia Wanzhi rushed into the bathroom, gasping, finally able to catch her breath after the chaotic night.
In just one evening, she’d nearly been assaulted by three men, almost died in that filthy alley, been rescued, and then taken captive.
She took deep breaths under the shower.
Water flowed over her body, droplets rolling down her smooth, satin-like skin.
Washing away the horror of the night.
Cold sweat washed away by the steam, her chilled body slowly warming.
Her first kiss was gone, and soon her first… would be gone too…
Remembering that invasive kiss, her fingers brushed her lips.
But this man was a madman. If something was going to happen, she had to negotiate with him first. Otherwise… she might be devoured completely, bones and all…
Lu Zhuojin’s unrestrained kiss lingered on her lips, carrying a possessive desire that burned like wildfire.
If just a kiss could consume her so thoroughly, what more…
She washed slowly, using the hairdryer until every strand of hair was bone-dry, still stalling, unwilling to leave.
The bathroom doorknob turned, startling Xia Wanzhi. She wasn’t dressed…
She pressed against the door, panicked. “Don’t…”
The pushing stopped. Lu Zhuojin’s voice carried a metallic edge. “Baby, if you take too long, I’ll have to assume you’re inviting me in. I can’t ignore such an invitation, can I?”
“I don’t mind doing it in the bathroom… I’m just worried you’ll get tired… standing for too long…”