But suddenly, the moment he asked her what he was supposed to do, she took a completely different turn in her behaviour and took a step back as she barked,
"Now you are talking."
"But you shouldn't talk about what you should have done~"
"Instead, you should be talking about what you must do now."
She plopped her fat ass onto the mattress.
"What do you mean?" Bai Lund's eyes narrowed.
"What I meant is simple~ You never saw me here. Do you understand?"
"Why?" Bai Lund asked.
"You just have to do what I ask you to do." Her black eyes narrowed.
Bai Lund stared at her audacity for a moment and then spoke,
"And what if I refuse?"
Xu Lan went silent for a moment. Then, taking on a serious face, she replied,
"I'd scream. I'd yell. I will gather everyone here and tell them how you forced yourself on me, how you tried to rape me!!"
Then, taking a glance at his thick and erect cock, she looked up and muttered,
"But before that, I'd tear my dress off!"
Bai Lund just stared at her. He couldn't help it. His palms were itching to hit something soft and bouncy.
These damn bitches!! Always using false accusations as their weapons, no matter the world!!
He thought inside his head. He couldn't help but remember the news where a man was showing the rising statistics of men committing suicides because of false accusations. His co-anchor, who was a female, laughed at that and questioned why they do it. They can just fight the case? No need to die over something so small like this—!!
Ohh yeah—!! Then fuck you, bitch. Try being in their shoes. Just the accusations are enough to strip a man of his job, his friends, his family, and everything. Nobody supports him, nobody cares for him. What else is left for him to fight for? His face is shown all over the media while you fuckers keep those bitches' faces hidden.
And somehow, even if after fighting the exhausting battle and winning the case, what would there actually be left to claim after winning?
Would he get his job back?
Would he get the lost trust, love, and care of his family and friends back?
Forget about all that.
The answer is a BIG FAT NO!!
He would get nothing. But that bitch would get a new career as the leader of those feminazi bitches.
That's what he had yelled at the TV.
And now another bitch was trying to manipulate him the exact same way.
He laughed coldly inside his mind.
If this had been his previous world, or his previous soft self, he would have already bent. He would have been groveling at her feet by now, begging her to take whatever she wanted as long as she left him alone. He had loved his peaceful life too much to risk liberal women protesting outside his door.
But now?
His thoughts and his life were already shattered beyond repair.
He didn't care anymore.
He took a slow step forward. His heavy, fully erect cock swayed with the movement, the fat head bobbing just in front of her face. Parting his lips, he spoke in a calm, almost curious voice.
"I'm curious… what exactly are you trying to hide in here?"
"You don't need to know that. Just keep your mouth shut and we're clear! And don't come closer to me!"
Bai Lund couldn't help the wide, cold stretch of his lips as he watched her false confidence. She still had no idea that her threats were completely useless against him now.
He kept moving forward until the thick, flushed head of his cock hung just an inch from her soft, parted lips. She kept berating him even as her eyes kept flicking down to the heavy shaft pointing straight at her mouth, a thin string of precum already dangling from the slit.
"What are you doing? Didn't you hear me—!"
Her barks were cut short when Bai Lund's left hand shot out and grabbed a thick fistful of her soft black hair roughly.
"Ah—!"
A sharp, high yelp tore from her throat as he yanked her face upward. He stared down at her. His cockhead twitched right in front of her parted lips. Her hot, panicked breath washed directly over the sensitive, precum-slick slit.
"Ahh—!! It hurts—! Bai Lund!! What are you doing?! Leave me right now!! I'll yell… I'm not joking!!"
"I'm listening," he said, voice cold and steady. "I want to hear you scream. Go on. Part those filthy lips of yours and tear your heart out."
His cold voice echoed inside the quiet room. Her heart skipped a full beat. Visit g.com for the full chapter.
The palms that had been pushing weakly against the hard muscles of his stomach stopped moving. Her eyes locked onto his cold, unblinking ones.
"Bai Lund… I… I'm not joking. I will scream…"
Her voice came out lower this time — smaller, more nervous, more afraid. A faint tremor ran through her thick thighs.
"I told you. I am waiting for you to scream." Bai Lund spoke, voice amused and cold
Her shaking pupils took in the sight of his dominant and cold face. Something was wrong with him. Very, very wrong. Xu Lan knew Bai Lund too well. He was just a pushover. Even when she was caught, she hadn't feared much when she heard his voice; in fact, her body had taken a sigh of relief. But now, why was he proving to be more difficult? He should have listened to her by now. Why was it that… he was feeling completely different? Like a new person altogether — more dominant and cold. She took an involuntary gulp of saliva down her throat.
Bai Lund continued, voice still calm and cutting.
"What would you tell them? How did you enter my house when the heavy doors outside are locked?"
"Where did you get the key to the main door?"
"How did you even manage to enter the courtyard?"
"You're talking about me pinning you while naked? Well, I had just taken a bath and heard a door creak open. Of course I thought there was a thief and tried to apprehend him."
"Questions would be raised on you."
"But let's skip all that."
Bai Lund wrapped his right hand around his thick, heavy cock and aimed the fat, precum-smeared head straight at her mouth. His left hand stayed fisted in her hair at the back of her head. Slowly, deliberately, he began pushing her face forward.
Her eyes stayed locked on his even as the swollen cockhead pressed against her parted lips. Her hands shot up and tried to push against his stomach, but he was like solid rock. She couldn't even make him flinch.
"No—!"
Her scream was cut short as Bai Lund's thick cockhead forced its way between her soft lips. Inch by slow inch he pushed her head down onto his shaft. Her eyes kept widening with every invading inch. Every muffled scream was choked off by the thick, hard intrusion filling her mouth.
"How about I make your accusation a truth?"
Bai Lund's lips stretched into a wide, cold grin.
It was not the grin of a human.
It was the grin of a demon — the vilest of them all.
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