“I have lost my wife, so from now on you will be my wife, therefore…” The pure and elegant voice revealed no emotion.
"Don't make me hate you." The voice was light and weak.
"You're still so disobedient."
The sound of clothes being torn was particularly jarring in the quiet room, and the sickly pale skin exposed to the air aroused sensitive goosebumps.
"It's alright, as long as Jinxiu is obedient." Xiao Jingran slightly curled her lips, her nails tracing across Shen Ye's chest. "Even if she hates me to death, it doesn't matter..."
With an exquisitely beautiful face and clean, slender fingers, he wore only a white shirt, looking incredibly elegant, yet the smile on his face was cruel.
Looking at Shen Ye's pale yet full lips, and the cold, star-like eyes peeking out from under the hair that half-covered her face, Xiao Jingran couldn't help but swallow hard. What a beauty.
He didn't know when it started, but he increasingly longed to possess this man, and increasingly hoped that this man could put away his sharp claws and belong to him alone.
"You have a twisted mentality, do you understand?"
"Even if he's a pervert, it's all for you." Xiao Jingran sneered, her fingertips lightly tracing his Adam's apple. Shen Ye shuddered, realizing he had inadvertently spoken his true feelings aloud.
"What does it mean to be obedient in your eyes?" His eyes held the stars, the vast universe.
She lowered her head and covered Shen Ye's lips with hers, prying open his pearly teeth, and gently entwined with his.
To the people in this villa, Shen Ye was just a toy or a pet of Xiao Jingran. If he disobeyed, they had the right to discipline him on Xiao Jingran's behalf.
The empty room is perpetually painted with only one color: a decadent black.
His wrists were tightly bound with ropes, and his whole body was in a cross position, with extreme cold and extreme heat swirling within him.
The whip lashed his body again and again, leaving bloody welts on his skin. He was in so much pain that he didn't even have the strength to scream, but the desire within him was burning fiercely.
"Jinxiu, do you like this feeling? Extreme pain, yet extreme pleasure." A low, soft, and alluring voice echoed in the darkness.
Shen Ye bit her lip hard, her eyes, red as if about to bleed, glaring at Xiao Jingran.
Xiao Jingran's unpredictable moods terrified him; here, there was only endless torment.
I never imagined that such a carefully chosen remark would anger him again.
After a fierce battle, Chen Ye leaned limply on Xiao Jingran's shoulder and said, "I want to go out and see the sun, see the street vendors, see the opera house, see the beautiful mountains and rivers. I don't want to stay here with the darkness anymore."
With just that one sentence, he tormented him, making him learn his lesson.
"Kill me...please."
The words had barely left his mouth when his lower body was lifted up, followed by a burning sensation that penetrated him deeply. A cold, gentle voice rang in his ear, "Jinxiu, your body clearly doesn't tell you that."
Ang Ting was held, and his abnormally sensitive body, stimulated by the drug, was filled with terrible pleasure. His penis, which betrayed his mind and Xiao Jingran's deliberate rhythm and malice, began to tremble and contract.
"Jinxiu, let's get married." The calm and elegant voice was tinged with affection.
"No! I don't want to..." Something suppressed inside her suddenly broke through the barrier, and she let out a low moan uncontrollably. To Xiao Jingran, it sounded like heavenly music.
Yes, that's it. This is how his splendor should be. This is his splendor.
The splendor that belongs only to him.
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