Translator: Larbre Studio

Editor: Larbre Studio

A silver Pagani was parked near a private luxury mansion on the shore of a city.

A tall and handsome man with good-looking eyes leaned against the hood with his arms folded.

Looking at a bungalow engulfed in flames, his dark eyes were red from the reflection of the fire, looking bloody and seductive.

A smirk formed at the corner of his mouth.

Gu Xiaoran was curled up behind the artificial rocks not far away, watching her father being held and pushed into the van parked outside the door.

The man walked toward Gu Xiaoran, stopped in front of her, and looked down into her terrified eyes. He held her wrists, pulled her up, and pressed her on the rocks. She was unable to move.

“Your father has gotten himself into such a big mess. Even if these people don’t kill him, there’s no way he can clear the debts in this life.”

His voice was cold and arrogant.

Gu Xiaoran bit her lip—the pain she felt allowed her to face him calmly and with a clear head.

His thumb brushed across her bitten lip, held her chin, and lifted her face. He lowered his head to kiss her, and tasted a hint of blood on her mouth.

“I’ve told you many times, don’t bite your lip.”

She didn’t dare to move, afraid that any noise she made would startle those people.

She could only let him kiss her.

Not afraid of her resisting, he whispered, “Why aren’t you crying?”

She held back her emotions at once and glared at him fiercely. There was no one more ruthless and despicable than him.

“Oh, I forgot that they will find you if you cry. And you will become a burned corpse like them. If that happened… tomorrow’s engagement ceremony would be without a bride.”

Gu Xiaoran bit her lip even harder.

He looked carefully at her as she endured in silence. Her eyes were beautiful and mesmerizing. The more she resisted, the deeper he kissed—he was very patient.

Gu Xiaoran was so angry that her knees went weak.

“Didn’t you always want to do it with me … how about, here …” He stared at her eyes and leaned over slowly. His lips pressed against her ears. His voice was cold.

Gu Xiaoran’s face flushed with anger, wanting nothing more than to slap him.

But when she saw the people inspecting behind the rocks, she did nothing.

“Don’t move, they haven’t left yet. You’ll be dead if they hear you,” he smiled evilly.

“You bastard!” She sniffed hard, forcing herself not to show any weakness in front of him.

“Really? I don’t mind being a little bit more bastard than this.”

Gu Xiaoran’s face turned pale at once.

“Haven’t you had enough fun?”

“This is just the beginning.”

His voice was grave and deep.