Chenheng's mansion loomed before Nuan Nuan, its grandeur mocking her despair. Guards bound her wrists and ankles, their cold metal biting into her skin. Buckets of water stood at the ready, a sinister portent.
Kneeling before Chenheng, Nuan Nuan begged for mercy, her voice cracking. "Please, have pity."
Chenheng's grip on her chin tightened. "I'll punish you properly tonight." His slap sent shockwaves through her face, the imprint of his fingers burning.
Nuan Nuan's eyes, once bright, now dull and tearless, gazed downward. Chenheng's fingers dug into her chin again. "I, Pei Chenheng, never fail to teach a lesson."
A spark of defiance flared within her. "Let me go, you horrible man!" she yelled.
Chenheng's anger boiled over. He seized a bucket and poured water mercilessly over her. Nuan Nuan shivered, her eyes reddening.
He dragged her upstairs, the rope biting into her wrists. The door locked behind them, sealing her fate.
Chenheng's lips bruised hers, his kisses savage. He tore her clothes, his hands rough on her body.
He pulled out his raging cock and tore her underwear, he sucked on her nipples hard leaving them with bruises he unzipped his pants and thrusted into her, she lay on the bed lifelessly. Tears streamed down her face as he claimed her, his thrusts merciless.
His thrusts became faster as he finally reached his limits, he zipped up and walked out nonchalantly.
Tears streamed down her face as she gathered her clothes.
Her sobs echoed through the room, a haunting melody of despair.
Si Kong, passing by, paused at her cries. His eyes reflected turmoil – pity warring with indifference. He quickened his pace, fleeing the unwanted emotions.
Recently, he'd sensed being watched, but couldn't identify the observer. Guilt gnawed at his heart, Patriarch Gu's face haunting him.
He couldn't comprehend why this killing troubled him. It wasn't his first, yet the weight of it crushed him.
Si Kong sought solace in a shower, but Patriarch Gu's cold face lingered in his mind. Sleep eluded him, his breathing uneven.