Sell herself to him?
"No, I'm not..." Baili Xia was truly panicked.
The man stood there, imposing like a deity.
Tall, indifferent, charming, his eyes gleamed with a complex light.
She couldn't understand, and she didn't want to.
"I'm not selling myself, I… I want to go home."
Baili Xia tried to scramble off the side of the large bed, but the burning sensation in her lower abdomen left her too weak to move.
"Whether you'll sell or not, I'm afraid it's not your call."
The man's icy voice echoed overhead, his words laced with a touch of chilling laughter.
"Baili Xia, eighteen years old, resides in Lianwei Port, her foster mother, He Xinjie, has a heart disease, waiting for money for surgery, which will cost at least three hundred thousand."
In Baili Xia's fearful gaze, he nonchalantly tossed an agreement in front of her.
She extended her feeble hand and picked up the agreement.
The black and white text made her head swim, but she managed to grasp the general idea.
A man named Ye Hua agreed to cover her mother's surgery cost.
The surgery could take place tomorrow, but the price was... being Mr. Xiaojiu's lover for a year.
A year!
"No, I don't want this! I..."
She tried to rip up the agreement, but he effortlessly pulled it back with a flick of his long fingers.
Throwing the agreement onto the bedside table, Mu Xiaojiu suddenly bent down and gripped her slender wrist.
"Don't, don't...hmm…"
His palm was slightly cool, but immediately became burning hot upon grasping her wrist.
The contrasting cold and hot sensations made her senses blur even more.
She wanted him to hold her, she yearned... yearned to be beneath him...
This was the drug's doing, not her!
Baili Xia shook her head hard, trying to escape from his grip, but was startled by the sound of her clothes being torn.
With a hiss, the girl's tender, snowy white skin was exposed.
Baili Xia trembled in fear, the desire in the man's eyes lighting up.
He actually... kind of despised the female body.
If it wasn't for certain purposes, he wouldn't touch her.
Yet, the terror written in the girl's eyes, her clean, innocent face, inexplicably made him feel a surge of heat.
She was like a frightened little animal, shivering on his bed.
And he, like a leopard prowling in the night, was intently observing his prey.
"No...I didn't sign, the agreement isn't... isn't mine..."
However, the signature was too familiar. It was unmistakably hers.
How could this be? Could it be... her uncle?
Her uncle had previously mentioned selling her illustrated collection and asked her to sign a bunch of agreements.
Anxious to earn money for her mother's surgery, she only skimmed the first few pages and signed all the agreements.
It must be her uncle. He must have slipped in this contract for selling her body among those for selling illustrations.
"No...sir, please...ah! Mr. Xiaojiu! Please, I beg you, don't...I didn't know, don't..."
The man's slender fingers moved, and with a few casual tugs, the dress on Baili Xia's body was ripped into shreds.
His burning palm pressed on her body, instantly scorching her heart.
No... don't do this...
"No one has ever dared to break their promises in front of me, Xiaxia?"
He laughed, flipped her over, and leaned closer.
"You should count yourself lucky, you've managed to pique my interest tonight. Otherwise, you'd likely be dealing with my two bodyguards outside, or maybe even more?"