C134 In the Bathtub Her Hands Were Tied!

Yuvyuv was utterly terrified, feeling overwhelmed by the dangerous presence of Huo Lingxiao. The strong scent of whiskey clung to him, a crisp and biting aroma that brushed against her soft face, stirring waves of fear within her. The bathroom was enveloped in a hazy, dreamlike atmosphere.

Huo Lingxiao's breath was heavy and rough, his tall, muscular frame pinning Yuvyuv firmly against the wall. His voice carried an icy chill as he murmured, "Yuvyuv, my dear Yuvyuv, why are you so restless? Have you forgotten everything I said?"

A shiver ran down Yuvyuv's back as she tried to push Huo Lingxiao away with her small hands, feeling utterly powerless. She hurriedly defended herself, "I haven't, I haven't been restless. It's you, Huo Lingxiao, who’s making something out of nothing."

She didn't dare provoke Huo Lingxiao at this moment, but she had to assert her innocence firmly, or he would surely devour her whole. "Not restless? Little one, sharp-tongued and stubborn," Huo Lingxiao muttered, lowering his head to bite her tender neck, leaving a row of suggestive marks.

His eyes were dark and intense as he coldly lifted her chin, forcing her to look up. Seeing the tears in her eyes, he sneered, "You’ve upset me, and now you’re the one crying? Tell me how you've been wronged, hmm?"

He gazed down at her, eager to claim her cherry-pink lips, kissing her with a wild passion that left no room for refusal. Their lips and tongues intertwined, as Huo Lingxiao kissed her with a reckless abandon that Yuvyuv couldn't resist.

Yuvyuv was so angry she wanted to bite him.

Wasn't he supposed to let her explain her grievances? Yet here he was, kissing her so hard she couldn't get a word out. He was a tyrant—arrogant, self-centered, and as overbearing as a robber.

Fuming, Yuvyuv tried to hit and push him away, but Huo Lingxiao grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head. She felt like a helpless creature trapped against the wall, unable to resist as this infuriating man took advantage of her.

This brute.

Yuvyuv came up with a new string of insults for Huo Lingxiao. Suddenly, a chill swept across her chest. Before she could cry out, the rough sensation of his fingers made her shiver.

Her eyes widened with tears, "Ugh... Huo Lingxiao, you jerk, get your hands off me, you shameless creep..."

With a small gap to breathe, she cried out in anger.

This wolf in front of her was too much. He had the audacity to slip his hand inside her shirt.

"Yuvyuv, stay away from those guys outside, got it?"

Huo Lingxiao's cool hand roamed freely, yet his handsome face remained utterly serious.

Yuvyuv wanted to kill him.

This shameless, brazen man—she wanted to slap that serious look right off his face.

"You jerk, you shameless pervert, get your hands off me! You're such a bully!"

Her big eyes filled with tears, like a white lotus glistening with morning dew, so delicate it stirred a sense of pity.

Any decent man, seeing such a vulnerable girl, would feel the urge to protect her, not bully her.

Regrettably, the man forcefully pinning Yuvyuv against the bathroom wall was Huo Lingxiao. He was the prince of Feng's Three Provinces, a major general with numerous battle honors, a natural-born leader who always stood atop his throne. Whatever he desired, he seized with unmatched strength, claiming anything he wanted—including people.

"Yuvyuv, are you a child? You're eighteen now. If this were the past, you'd be considered a grown woman, old enough to discuss marriage. At sixteen, you'd be of age, and by then, I could truly have you."

Huo Lingxiao's breath was cool, carrying the crisp scent of whiskey, chilling Yuvyuv's eyes, nose, and soft lips. Her entire body shivered.

She glared at Huo Lingxiao, this domineering devil who acted so shamelessly without a hint of embarrassment. Yuvyuv bit her pink lip hard and spoke coldly, "Even if I were of age at fifteen, what does that have to do with you? We have no engagement, no modern relationship. I'm not yours, Huo Lingxiao. You can't just disregard others' feelings like this."

"Little one, are you daring to say you're not mine, hmm?"

Huo Lingxiao's handsome face suddenly darkened, his eyes turning pitch black, as terrifying as a storm blocking out the sun.

"Am I wrong? Huo Lingxiao, look closely. We have no engagement. I'm not your woman. You can't just claim me like this. I'm not your possession."

Yuvyuv braced against the fear pounding in her chest, lifting her pale neck, determined to speak her mind. If she didn't make things clear tonight, she feared he would eventually take her by force.

She didn't want this. She hadn't come back to life just to be some man's mistress.

Yes, Yuvyuv always felt like Huo Lingxiao wanted to keep her hidden away like a secret lover. He wouldn't allow her to get even a little close to any other man. He forbade her from approaching others, and even the simplest gestures of kindness from others were seen by him as her trying to seduce them.

He was truly awful and domineering.

She didn't like controlling men; they made her feel trapped. She longed for freedom, and she had always been a bit rebellious.

She was genuinely afraid that one day, if she truly angered Huo Lingxiao, he would destroy her. The thought sent a shiver down her spine, and fear flashed in her wide eyes.

With a cold clarity, she decided it was time to confront Huo Lingxiao and escape his grasp.

Suddenly, Yuvyuv let out a scream.

"Ah!"

She was thrown into the bathtub, water splashing over her, soaking her completely. She heard the sound of her clothes tearing.

Yuvyuv cried out, "Huo Lingxiao, are you crazy? What are you doing..."

Her thin blouse was ripped apart by Huo Lingxiao in one swift motion. Frantically, she reached to hold onto the tattered fabric, but he used the torn pieces to bind her hands.

Yuvyuv's face turned pale with fear.

She was terrified. This man was a madman. What was he planning to do?

Her small hands were tied tightly. She struggled to free herself from the strips of cloth binding her wrists, but it was useless; she couldn't break free.