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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nHe had no time to care for her pain, as, right now, he only brazenly wanted her.

nTo him, this was just an intimate session. No men would like to waste time on this, especially when it involved a woman they had no feelings for!

nBeing compassionate to her?

nHe was her employer. He even gave her a handsome reward. This pain was something that she ought to deal with.

nThat pain, along with the grievances and hardships she had to stomach, flowed out uncontrollably with her tears.

nShe exclaimed once from the pain, her eyes turning completely red, but she stubbornly bit on her lower lip and strove not to let her weak side show. However, she was truly unable to endure such a violent invasion. She panted heavily until she was no longer able to hold it in and broke into intermittent sobs.

n“Oh… oh…” She broke down like a lost kitten in the end.

nThe man was like a cold-blooded emperor, robbing her of everything to the point of cruelty.

nThe boundless pain she felt was just like the unrelenting ocean waves; as she was drowning, she was floating and sinking continuously.

nSlowly letting herself go, she gradually zoned out. She stretched out her fingers to reach for something, but there was nothing she could hold on to. Everything in front of her was black and her mind was in a state of disarray.

nThey fit each other perfectly.

nPerspiration heated up their bodies. Mu Yazhe buried his fingers into her hair. He only felt greedy for more.

nShe implored him with a clouded mind.

nDuring their excitement, he suddenly felt a puff of warm moisture on his neck. He lifted his eyes slightly, only to see her biting her lip and whimpering from the agonizing pain.

nMu Yazhe’s face stiffened. Gazing on the small face that was enduring it, he subconsciously lowered his head and smacked her lips with his. The tip of his tongue intruded her cavern and captured the little snake within. He twirled it around with his and drowned in all her sobs.

nA kiss, to him, was a taboo!

nKissing meant that they were mutually in love!

nHe had never kissed a woman before because, in his eyes, their lips were filthy. The women lingering around him were always socialites, daughters from wealthy families, or celebrities, and he had never touched any of those butterflies. However, he did not know why, but he actually kissed this one.

nTo be accurate, she was his first. He had never known that the sensation of a kiss could be this delicious.

nMu Yazhe slightly squinted his eyes and pressed on to her. From within a suffocating suppression, he quenched his raging thirst with poison.

nOn the bed were tender and romantic sentiments.

nThey sank into ecstasy….

n…

nWithin the darkness, Yun Shishi opened her eyes. The piece of red silk on her eyes was totally soaked with cold sweat.

nShe heard the sound of shower water running from the bathroom.

nShe slightly nudged her body, but a sharp pain emanated from her fingertips. It turned out to be from when they were having their intimate session; her fingers clutched on to the ends of the bed. Her nails broke from all the clutching she had been doing and they sank into the tips of her fingers.

nShe pretended to be calm to comfort herself. Everything was over. Everything had ended… Hopefully, just this one time was enough to get her pregnant.

nShe had to wait until she delivered his child. Afterward, she could get the money and leave, returning to her normal life.

nIt was now past midnight.

nMu Yazhe took a shower and changed into a set of clothes. His tall and broad figure stood in the room, and it was overwhelming. His eyes remained emotionless. Under the moonlight, the woman curled herself in the white sheets and continued to pant. On her smooth body were traces of his brutality.

nThe pool of blood on the bed spread out just like a bloody flower in bloom. A ghastly sight.

nYun Shishi lay motionless in bed, her back facing him. Her body, which was curled up, was trembling and was as stiff as a stone. He looked at her – her silky, soft hair, unkempt and completely drenched in sweat, messily draped on the edge of a pillow.

nHe gave her a cold glance and motionlessly stood there for a moment before turning to leave.

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