Her hands were tied behind her back and she suddenly stopped struggling.
The light in his eyes gradually dimmed, then became cool, and tinged with a hint of disappointment.
"You just want to sleep with me, right?" Jing Yu leaned against the wall and looked at him, her eyelashes fluttering slightly, her tone almost calm, "When I asked you to save Jing Rong, I promised you that I would let you do whatever you want. Now that I have met Jing Rong, even if I think doing this with you at this moment... is a humiliation, but I will not refuse again."
She said the word "humiliation" on purpose. His face became even darker.
He exerted force on his hands and threw her onto the bed.
The man leaned over, his expression fierce. The tenderness he had shown her yesterday seemed to have completely disappeared in that instant. His aura now was that of a high-ranking superior who could not be challenged or questioned.
There was a hint of stubbornness in Jing Yu's eyes, and underneath that stubbornness was a thin layer of mist. "Mr. Yu, I also hope you understand one thing—even if you really want me today, it doesn't mean that I will willingly submit to you—"
His eyes narrowed, and a sharp dark light flashed across them.
I only heard her continue: "My heart will never surrender to you. If you even want my heart, don't even think about it!"
Yu Zeyao took a deep breath. The last sentence made him feel a pang of pain in his heart. His mind couldn't help but recall the scene of her leaning on his arms lovingly and calling another man's name.
He looked at her cruelly and fiercely, "Since I can't take your heart, it's not a bad idea to start with your body - you'd better remember your own words and guard your heart well..."
When the man said this, his finger slid to her chest, pointing at the position of her heart. Jing Yu took a deep breath, and the next moment, he whispered: "But let's see if I really can't take your heart."
Jing Yu was in a state of confusion. The man's determination to win made her feel even more uneasy. In fact, she had no confidence at all whether she could keep her heart in front of this man.
Just as she was thinking about it, she felt a chill in her chest. The man roughly and violently tore off her pajamas.
The pajama buttons stretched on the carpet, rolled around and fell into the corner.
Jingyu was not wearing anything under her pajamas, and now he roughly tore her clothes off, revealing her snow-white skin and proud breasts without any cover.
She had a great figure, with beautiful curves and skin as smooth as silk. There was not a single flaw on her body, except for the marks he had left on her body that morning.
However, these red and purple marks did not destroy the beauty of her body at all. Instead, they made her look even sexier, hiding a bit of alluring charm that she herself was not even aware of.
Yu Zeyao's eyes became darker and darker. He had an unprecedented strong desire to immediately possess this beauty and let her belong to him and only to him. What he wanted was not only her body, but also her heart.
He wanted to squeeze into her small heart and exclude the figure of another person, leaving no trace behind.
Under his hot, oppressive and aggressive gaze, Jing Yu had convinced herself to be mentally prepared to accept this man, but at this moment, her face still felt like it was on fire. She turned her face away, not looking at him, her fingers pinching the bed sheet tightly.
"Sir!" At this moment, the door of the room was knocked and the butler's voice sounded outside the door.
Yu Zeyao looked away from Jing Yu for a moment and looked towards the door gloomily. The housekeeper continued, "The dinner you ordered for Miss Jing is ready. Do you want it to be brought in?"
Jing Yu was slightly startled. Then, he heard Yu Zeyao coldly say, "Get out! No one is allowed to knock on the door again without my order!"
His voice was hoarse, mixed with deep desire and impatience. The butler and the servant pushing the dining cart were standing outside. When they heard this, they looked at each other. The butler waved his hand hurriedly, signaling the servant to leave quickly.
It was quiet outside the door in an instant.
Jing Yu then turned his gaze to Yu Zeyao. He took a deep breath, leaned over again, and kissed her lips impatiently.
The big palm roamed freely on her body, and the strength in the hand was so strong that it seemed as if it wanted to embed her whole body into its body, or as if it wanted to crush her.
Jing Yu's body trembled slightly in pain, and he curled up unconsciously. However, he just bit his lips stubbornly and didn't say a word.
The more painful and unwilling she looked, the angrier Yu Zeyao became.
The big hand ruthlessly reached down through her clothes and into the waistband of her pajamas...
The slender and mean fingertips made her tremble. Until the hard object forcefully penetrated her tense and dry body without any warning or foreplay, the burning pain made her unable to adapt and she wanted to bite her lips.
Tears unconsciously filled the corners of her eyes, and the sour feeling at the tip of her nose was not only because of the pain in her body, but also because of being treated so roughly - this was not sex, nor was it flirting. To her, it was an absolute humiliation.
Yu Zeyao had treated her like this before, but he was gentler and more patient that time. She was angry, but not as cold-hearted as she was now.
Tears wet the corners of her eyes.
When Yu Zeyao raised his eyes, he saw the moisture in the corners of her eyes, and his tall body shook violently.
But she didn't want him to see her like this, so she turned her face away and refused to look at him. Her fingers pinched the bed sheet under her body, and because of nervousness, unwillingness, and sadness, the slender joints of her fingers were stretched to white.
Yu Zeyao just looked at her from top to bottom. At that moment, it was as if the heart in his chest was squeezed hard several times by someone's hands, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Jing Yu felt the man stop moving, but her body was still tense, and she refused to even glance at him. She took a deep breath and said in a cool voice: "If you want to do it, hurry up. It's getting late, and I'm sleepy..."
Her words sounded more like a mockery to him.
The man's eyes became even colder, and he leaned over her, looked at her cold expression, and then suddenly pulled away. Her body relaxed instantly, and Jing Yu couldn't believe it, wondering what he was going to do next. She turned her head to look at him warily, only to see that the man had already turned over and got off the bed.
His expression remained cold as he adjusted his pajamas.
From his tightly stretched fingers, Jing Yu could tell that what he had just done did not vent his inexplicable temper. In fact, it seemed that his anger was even more intense.
Yu Zeyao didn't even look at her again. He opened the door and walked out heavily. The door slammed with a loud bang.
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