After having a cup of hot milk, Su Yutong felt dizzy and her legs gave out from under her, causing her to fall uncontrollably to the ground.
Just as she fell, the door was forcefully kicked open. Her cousin Su Yunong and Aunt Lin Yanran, both smiling, strutted in accompanied by four bodyguards.
Suddenly faced with unwanted guests, Su Yutong straightened up defensively and asked, "What do you want?"
Although Lin Yanran and Su Yunong were her relatives in name, they were nothing short of evil, treating her worse than a pet dog the family kept.
They would take any opportunity, no matter the place or the occasion, from her childhood to now, to torment her in countless ways. Watching her suffer, be ridiculed, and be despised by everyone was their greatest pleasure.
And it seemed like she had fallen into their trap again, tonight!
Upon seeing Su Yutong's guarded demeanor and defensive eyes, the sly amusement in Su Yunong's eyes deepened.
She approached Su Yutong elegantly, casually fingering her long curls, and then lazily said with a painted smile, “Su Yutong, from the age of seven, you’ve lived under my roof. My parents have raised you for eleven years, and tonight, it’s time for you to repay their kindness.”
Su Yunong's voice was as calm as water, neither harsh nor tender, yet it struck a nerve in Su Yutong's heart. It brought a surge of ominous foreboding that kept her on tenterhooks.
Usually, they would never give her a warning if they planned to mess with her, yet this time was different. It definitely wouldn't be simple!
Su Yutong, realizing that tonight might be far from ordinary, suppressed her unease. She lifted her pale face angrily to curse at Lin Yanran and her daughter, "You crazy…”
Before she could even finish, everything before her eyes turned black and she lost consciousness.
Eivel International Hotel, presidential suite 2216 on the twenty-second floor.
So hot, unbearably hot. It felt like her blood was boiling!
Half-conscious, Su Yutong felt as if she were burning alive. Her clothes had been torn away without her realizing, yet she still felt uncomfortable, writhing in pain like a snake scalded by boiling water.
The temperature was rising, and Su Yutong felt as if a fire was ablaze within her, her hands grasping frantically at the space around her.
In her flailing, she grazed something cool, bringing a relief reminiscent of a desert wanderer finding an oasis. She greedily moved towards it.
Her mind was foggy at this point, oblivious to how enchanting she appeared under the shimmering moonlight.
The man next to her, stirred by her touch, was instantaneously aroused, his brown eyes opening wide, filled with passion that surged like an overwhelming flood, submerging her.
A potent wave of sensation swept over her, Su Yutong's nose filled with the man's breath and the distinct scent of alcohol.
The man's overpowering aura and the reek of alcohol brought a jarring clarity to her senses. Struggling to open her eyes, Su Yutong failing in the effort, could only furrow her brows and, gathering the last morsel of her willpower, she tried to push the man off her with all her might.
The man found his advances rebuffed which displeased him. With his sturdy hand, he gripped her writhing wrist, forcing her into submission. His towering figure at 190 cm effortlessly dominated her petite frame of 165 cm, and he began to punish her without any mercy.
It was like an ant trying to shake an elephant – utterly futile.
In that moment, Su Yutong felt pain piercing through her body. Despite her hazy consciousness, she was aware of what she was losing involuntarily. Tears streamed down Su Yutong's face.
She felt a torturous conflict. Desiring freedom, yet powerless, she became entangled with him once more.
She began to despise herself, quietly shedding tears of degradation and helplessness.
This mix of emotions was like a pot of congee on the boil, every sentiment being melted away by the man's searing passion, causing her to succumb to him despite herself. Like smoke in her disarray, she became the victim of a soul-devouring spell until she lost consciousness.
When she awoke, she found herself back in her own room. If it weren't for the sour, numb pain between her legs, and the distinct, metallic-sweet scent lingering on her body, she would have thought it all a nightmare.
