C30 Lets Continue Tonight!

No matter how much Shen Geyao complained, it seemed her fate of being bullied was inevitable.

The man's movements as he undressed were undeniably captivating. If she weren't the one lying on the bed, Shen Geyao might have been mesmerized by his actions. But right now, all she could feel was fear, leaving no room for any other thoughts. Being infatuated was the last thing on her mind.

"Stay away," she pleaded as Liang Chenyu leaned in, trying desperately to move aside. But it was no use. When his long arm wrapped around her waist, there was nowhere left to escape.

"I really don't want this. Forcing a girl like me, what's the point?" she protested.

"I used to think forcing someone was pointless," Liang Chenyu replied, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. "But since you provoked me first, this isn't really forcing."

Shen Geyao's wide, tear-filled eyes locked onto his handsome face, so close to hers. If this wasn't force, then what was? This man had such a knack for twisting the truth; he could have caused chaos in ancient times.

It was too much, truly too much!

"Ah! Don't, don't touch me!" she cried out. His cool fingers on her skin sent a shiver through her, a feeling that was truly terrifying.

After having a drink, Shen Geyao felt a bit dizzy when he hugged her. Her speech was already a bit slurred, and now she felt even more confused.

"Don't touch me," she insisted. She hadn't provoked him, truly. If anyone was to blame, it was that troublemaker Shen Nianxin. It was her scheme that got Geyao into this mess. She had accidentally stumbled into his place while trying to escape. If she had known jumping through that window would lead to such a terrifying encounter, she would have preferred to jump off the building instead.

The man's body was like a furnace, radiating intense heat. Geyao pressed her hands against his chest, trying to push him away. But her strength seemed to vanish into thin air, like a stone sinking into the ocean. She was utterly drained.

Earlier, she couldn't even crawl; now, even lifting her hand felt like a monumental task.

"Just a little drink and you're already this drunk?" Liang Chenyu observed her increasingly flushed face, his eyes darkening. With such a low tolerance, she dared to drink with clients at a karaoke bar? If it hadn't been him she ran into today, would she be lying under some other client by now? Although the place was decent and didn't engage in shady business, who could really say what happened behind closed doors?

Some girls do it for money willingly, while others are forced into it. The company turns a blind eye, but that doesn’t mean the clients will treat these young girls kindly.

Just the thought of her in that drunken state, being taken advantage of by some other man, made Chenyu furious. With a swift tug, the only piece of clothing she had on was pulled away.

The girl, her senses dulled by alcohol, shivered slightly as the cool air hit her skin. This trembling only made the man watching her narrow his eyes dangerously. His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed, feeling parched not just in his throat but throughout his entire body.

The heat was rising, and so was his thirst. If he didn’t have her soon, he felt he would go mad. Leaning down, Chenyu kissed her hard, with no trace of gentleness.

Geyao had a long, long dream. In it, a man was on top of her, using a terrifying force to tear at her body. It hurt so much.

When she woke up, she couldn’t remember anything except the pain between her legs. Pain.

Suddenly, she recalled the events of last night and sat up in bed, terrified. Her face twisted in agony, her complexion pale from the pain.

She glanced down at herself and realized she had nothing on. Her face turned pale as the events of last night came rushing back. Finally, she couldn't hold back her tears any longer, and soon her quiet sobs turned into full-blown crying.

When Chenyu emerged from the bathroom, freshly showered, he saw her sitting on the bed, tears streaming down her face. The blanket had slipped off, revealing her fair skin marked with bruises, making his throat tighten. Instantly, he felt a wave of irritation.

"Why are you crying so early in the morning?" His tone was far from kind, clearly impatient.

Hearing his displeased voice, Geyao's sobs grew even more heart-wrenching. Men, she thought, they change so quickly. Last night, he was somewhat gentle, at least when he spoke to her. But now, after getting what he wanted, he had changed completely.

How could he be so shameless, so outrageous?

"You... you're a bad person! I'll report you!" she cried.

Report him? Was that the funniest thing Chenyu had heard all year?

"Are you going to report me for saving you from those thugs, or for holding you all night without taking advantage of you?"

"Of course, for holding..." Geyao's words faltered as she looked up at him. "What did you say?"

Holding her all night without taking advantage of her?

"Is he telling the truth? Did they really do nothing last night?"

"But—"

"You're lying! I—I'm in so much pain!"

"How could it hurt this much if nothing happened? This jerk! Even if he did something, he should at least admit it! The so-called Ninth Master, how can he be so shameless? Is his legendary reputation for keeping promises just a myth? To think I admired him so much before I even knew who he was."

Chenyu was indeed impatient, and his attitude today was terrible. Honestly, who wouldn't be in a bad mood after putting in so much effort all night and still not getting anywhere? Anyone would feel frustrated in such a situation. People might even think he was incapable!

Geyao blushed, unsure of what their current situation really meant. "Last night, did you really—" The Ninth Master shouldn't be someone who lies, nor does he have any reason to. Yet, he just said nothing happened. But she felt so uncomfortable, like she was on the brink of collapse! Although, the rumored back pain wasn't as bad as expected.

Chenyu's expression was far from pleasant. Just mentioning last night made him feel frustrated all over again. "It's just a matter of time. Does it really matter if it happened last night or not?"

Putting on his coat, he stepped out the door without a second glance. "Tonight, we continue."

Early in the morning, sitting on his bed like this—what else could it be but tempting trouble?

But she was truly petite, and she really couldn't handle him.

If his wild side took over now, it wouldn't end well for this girl.