“No!”
“Don’t touch me!”
Xia Qianqian grabbed the bedside lamp and hurled it at the balding old man lunging on top of her.
The old man let out a pained howl and released her.
Struggling to support her weak, limp body, Xia Qianqian stumbled away.
“Bitch, don’t run!”
She had barely escaped the room when she stumbled straight into a solid, muscular body.
As if she’d found a lifeline, she clung tightly to the man’s lean waist.
“Please, save me…”
Fu Beichen had just been hounded by his family to get married and have a child, and he was already in a foul mood.
Then a woman suddenly flung herself into his arms.
He lowered his eyes. The girl in his arms had a small, delicate face, exquisite features, and smooth, luminous skin like jade.
But at that moment, she was full of panic and fear. Her round, wide eyes were wet and glistening.
Like a startled fawn, she was impossible not to pity.
Fu Beichen didn’t know what came over him. His thin lips moved.
“Give me a child, and I’ll save you.”
Xia Qianqian froze.
Give—give him a child?!
She couldn’t help looking at the man.
His features looked as though they had been carved with a knife, with deep-set eyes and a high-bridged nose. He was outrageously handsome.
He was far too handsome!
Better this than be violated and tormented by a man in his fifties…
“I-I’ll do it…”
Fu Beichen: “…”
The balding old man, bloodied from the blow to his head, charged out. When he saw Xia Qianqian hidden in Fu Beichen’s arms, he flew into a rage.
“She’s my woman! Let her go!”
Fu Beichen felt the girl in his arms trembling.
She was afraid.
He wasn’t one to meddle in other people’s business.
But he had already made his offer.
Without hesitation, Fu Beichen scooped Xia Qianqian into his arms and fixed the old bald man with a cold stare.
“From now on, she’s my woman.”
The balding man couldn’t believe it. He’d paid a fortune for her—what gave this man the right to claim she was his?
He wouldn’t stand for it!
“Not a chance!”
“She’s mine! I’m not giving her to you!”
The old man lunged at Fu Beichen, arms flailing.
As if he stood a chance!
A vicious glint flashed in Fu Beichen’s eyes. He raised his powerful leg and kicked the old man into the wall with barely any effort.
The old man spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm. His head lolled to one side, and he passed out.
Fu Beichen carried Xia Qianqian away in long strides.
The presidential suite.
Fu Beichen had just set Xia Qianqian down on the bed when she hooked her arms around his neck and began rubbing her soft body against him.
His breath caught. His gaze fell on the woman beneath him.
Her beautiful, alluring face was now flushed an enticing shade of red. Her eyes were unfocused, her breathing uneven.
Like a seductress, she exuded a bewitching, irresistible allure that could lure a man into ruin.
Her reaction was clearly abnormal.
Fu Beichen had no intention of taking advantage of her. Realizing something was wrong, he immediately pulled out his phone and called his assistant.
“Get a doctor here. Now!”
Suddenly, her soft hand caught his wine-red tie and yanked it down.
“Mmph!”
His sensuous lips met hers before he could react.
Soft. Sweet.
It was as if a current had shot through him, leaving his whole body tingling.
The man’s dark pupils contracted sharply.
His assistant was startled. “B-Boss, wh-what are you doing?”
Fu Beichen held the phone tightly in one hand and braced the other beside the woman.
She clutched his tie, dazed and feverish, kissing and biting his lips.
Her movements were clumsy and completely unpracticed.
Fu Beichen’s Adam’s apple bobbed as his breathing grew ragged.
His arm muscles tensed with the effort of holding himself back.
But the woman still wasn’t satisfied. Her little hand even slipped beneath his clothes, desperately reaching for something…
His assistant’s incessant chatter continued through the phone.
Fu Beichen found it irritating and couldn’t help hanging up.
Then he tossed the phone aside.
His large hand gripped the girl’s slender waist. His eyes reddened slightly as he fought to restrain himself.
“What’s your name?”
Xia Qianqian was in agony. Tears welled in her eyes, and she whimpered, “Qianqian. M-my name is Xia Qianqian…”
“All right, Xia Qianqian. I’ll take responsibility for you.”
Fu Beichen tugged his tie loose, lowered his head, and without hesitation captured the soft lips of the woman beneath him…
The whole night was wild.
Fu Beichen hadn’t expected her to be so sweet. She made him lose control again and again.
“Please, please, let me go…”
The girl sobbed beneath him, her tearful face heartbreakingly pitiful.
Fu Beichen kept kissing the tear-damp corners of her eyes.
“Didn’t you say you’d give me a child?”
“If I let you go, how are we supposed to make one?”
Xia Qianqian shook her head through her tears. “No, I don’t want to have a baby…”
If she’d known having a baby would be so agonizing, she never would’ve agreed…
Fu Beichen lowered his head and bit her tender lips, his voice hoarse to the extreme.
“Is that so? But it’s too late…”
He was already doing what it took to make a baby with her.
The bed shook violently, showing just how tumultuous the night was.
After an unknown length of time, Xia Qianqian gave a soft whimper and slowly woke up.
When she opened her eyes, she found an outrageously handsome face so close it filled her vision.
The man’s eyes were closed, his breathing shallow. Like a sleeping lion, he was dangerous and alluring.
Xia Qianqian’s breath caught, and the events of the night before came rushing back.
Her maternal grandmother was gravely ill and needed five hundred thousand yuan for surgery and medical expenses.
She couldn’t come up with that much money, so she’d gone to beg her father and stepmother to lend her five hundred thousand.
But who could have guessed they’d try to marry her off to a balding man in his forties?
The balding man was willing to pay five hundred thousand in bride price to marry her. She refused.
So he drugged her, intending to force himself on her and make their marriage a fait accompli.
Fortunately, she’d escaped.
Unfortunately, she’d still lost her virginity.
She’d lost it to a stranger—and had even, in her confusion, agreed to have his child…
Thinking about how the man had spent the previous night doing what it took to make a baby with her, Xia Qianqian’s lower back ached and her legs felt weak.
In fact, her waist and legs were sore and weak, and every part of her hurt.
Especially down there…
No!
She couldn’t have a child with a stranger. She had to get away…
The man’s strong arm was still draped across Xia Qianqian’s slender waist.
Gritting her teeth, she slowly shifted her aching, exhausted body.
Carefully, she pinched his wrist between her thumb and forefinger and eased his arm off her waist, bit by bit.
Slowly. Gently.
Don’t wake him…
Three long minutes passed.
At last, Xia Qianqian slipped free of his hold.
She slowly rolled over, pushed back the covers, and prepared to escape.
Suddenly, a large hand reached over and grabbed her wrist.
With a slight tug, Xia Qianqian was pulled right back into a solid, burning embrace.
A strong, cool masculine scent washed over her.
A low, husky voice sounded above her head, edged with danger.
“Where do you think you’re going?”