Wei Anning's eyes were hot with tears, and the man demanding her was no longer tender. His movements were hurried and rough, each action as if venting some unknown inner turmoil.
She was scared. In that moment, he was like a wild beast in a rage, seeking comfort with the most aggressive methods, and she was his prey, soon to be devoured without a trace left behind.
His domineering kiss left her lips, eyes crimson with fervor, his thin lips moving down her chin, kissing her neck, before burying himself in her softness.
"Mmm..."
Wei Anning couldn't help but moan softly, her hands cradling his head, his bristly hair pricking her palms. She didn't know whether to push him away or press him in deeper.
This torment was unbearable. Could she refuse it?
The man's deep breathing reached her ears, and she could feel his body tense and hard as stone, causing panic in her heart. Was there no avoiding this after all? But she didn't want it, not like this…
