Su Ye's face suddenly changed, and she used all her strength to free her hands and tried to push him away.
Gu Yan, however, detected her intentions first, grasping her shoulders tightly, "Don't move!"
"No!" Su Ye shouted lowly, her tone carrying a trace of pleading, "Not here, Gu Yan."
This was a place with people coming and going, where they could easily be seen.
She did not want to lose face to this extent!
Gu Yan paid no heed to her, coaxing softly, "Don't be afraid, no one will come here."
"The banquet has ended, everyone is busy packing up and leaving."
As he spoke, his fingertips lifted the lace and deftly slipped into her body.
He always knew where she was most sensitive. His teasing movements above and below made Su Ye fall apart.
Her soft, choked sobs excited him even more. He abruptly turned her around and pressed her against the tree trunk. All Su Ye heard was the sound of a zipper sliding down, followed by the intense impact.
Her consciousness, her shame, her pride—all crumbled away in that moment.
Gu Yan was right – not a soul came to this place; not a single fly buzzed around them until it was over.
Her legs trembled, her clothes in disarray, the thin straps having slipped off on both sides of her shoulders, revealing half of her fair breasts.
The hem of her dress had been lifted to her waist, and her straight, slender legs shimmered in the moonlight.
She leaned against the tree trunk, her eyes seductive as silk, her swollen red lips making her look pitiful and incredibly enticing.
As for Gu Yan, his attire was impeccable, his suit jacket without a single wrinkle.
A touch of grievance rose in Su Ye's heart. She had always known her place and never had any delusions about developing anything with Gu Yan – they were simply fuck buddies, getting together when the mood struck, and otherwise staying out of each other's way.
But even as fuck buddies, she deserved the most basic respect rather than being at his mercy.
He didn't care if she was afraid, didn't care about her dignity, and didn't care whether she wanted this or not. He acted on his own desires, doing whatever he wanted.
The lust in his eyes gradually subsided, and the air was saturated with an ambiguous scent that made him unconsciously curl his lips into a smile.
Seeing Su Ye in her pliant state, he was in a great mood.
He stepped forward to straighten out her clothes, restore her appearance, then let her lean on him, straightening the disorderly strands of hair by her ear.
"You were quite sensitive today."
Su Ye really didn't have the energy to argue with him and gave him a cold glance, her voice hoarse, "Give it to me."
"What thing?" Gu Yan raised an eyebrow, holding her and sniffing the scent of her body.
"The video." Su Ye was getting impatient.
Gu Yan chuckled lowly, "There's no such thing. I don't have that sort of hobby, but if you like, I don't mind."
Her response didn't surprise Su Ye at all. She pushed him away, enduring the discomfort between her legs as she tried to leave.
Gu Yan grabbed her in one swift motion, pulling her into his embrace and stroking her hair, "Why run? You don't want to see me that badly?"
"We're done, Gu Yan; this is the last time I'm telling you this."
"I don't agree." Gu Yan's voice was cold, "Su Ye, you think you can just sleep with me and then walk away, start seeing other men? What do you take me for?"
"What? You didn't enjoy it when you were sleeping with me?"
Su Ye said mockingly, "The thing with fuck buddies is, it's supposed to be mutual. Now, I'm not willing. Stop pestering me."
"Also, who I see is none of your business. Take care of your own favorites."
A flash of ruthlessness passed through Gu Yan's eyes. He grabbed her chin, and Su Ye was forced to look up at him.
"I'll also say this one last time, I don't agree."
"I'm not done with you, Su Ye. I haven't had enough of you. Why would I let other men have you? So, be good, and don't think about leaving me."