Chapter 4: This Kind of First Time (Continued)
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Chapter 4: This Kind of First Time (Continued)
Suddenly, his fingers paused at her left breast, pinching and toying with it as though it were his favorite plaything.
A wave of humiliation surged through her, and with her last bit of strength, she arched her neck backward and weakly pushed against his chest with her trembling hand.
Her powerless gesture, like a willow branch brushing against his muscular chest, appeared more like an affectionate caress.
Her first kiss.
Her first time in a man’s embrace.
Her first time being touched by a man.
And it was under these circumstances—this orchestrated violation. What a cruel irony.
“If you want to see your mother again, you’d better behave,” his seductive yet threatening voice whispered.
His lips, stained with her blood, paused at the tip of her nose. The vivid red hue on his perfectly sculpted face resembled the color of a devil’s smile—both captivating and terrifying.
What a frightening man.
Closing her eyes, she resigned herself to his actions. He effortlessly lifted her weakened body and placed her on a large, comfortable bed.
By now, his clothes were gone. With ruthless efficiency, he tore away the last remnants of her covering. His bare, toned body pressed against her blood-streaked skin. To her fevered self, his cold body felt oddly soothing. She almost wanted to cling to him.
“I order you to open your eyes and look at me.” His icy lips brushed against hers as his devilish voice rang out.
Mu Xueran obeyed, silently opening her eyes and clenching her fists tightly.
Her dignity, her pride, were trampled under his feet. It didn’t matter anymore. None of it mattered. She owed him too much.
His lips moved to her snowy neck, sucking fervently. Her mind, hazy from the drug, longed for unconsciousness. Whatever he did, as long as she woke up later, it would all be over.
His fingers traced down her back and landed on her thighs, deliberately moving inward.
Instinctively, she clamped her legs shut.
But he pried them apart forcefully, his wicked fingers ruthlessly invading her body.
“Ah... no…” The sudden sharp pain jolted Mu Xueran back to clarity. This detestable man had used this humiliating method to break through her virgin barrier!
It hurt. It hurt so much.
Silent tears streamed down her face, disappearing into her hair. She felt disgusted. She wanted to die. But for her mother’s sake, she endured silently. She had to stay alive.
“Your first time? A pure woman. I’ll make sure this is an unforgettable experience for you,” he said mockingly, examining his bloodstained fingers. Briefly, his gaze softened at the sight of her tears, his heart inexplicably trembling.
Damn pity! If she were to blame, it would be for having Mu Tian as a father. He pushed aside his fleeting sympathy, his red eyes narrowing cruelly. With a swift motion, he pressed his body against hers, entering her trembling form.
“Ah... it hurts... so much...” she cried out as a wave of pain engulfed her.
Ignoring her cries, he moved coldly and deliberately, his actions laced with cruelty.
Unable to endure the searing pain, she blacked out.
When the next wave of pain tore through her, she awoke again. He showed no signs of stopping, his movements increasingly intense. Each thrust sent sharp pain through her body, her chest rising and falling violently as though her lungs would burst.
Just as she was about to lose consciousness again, his fingers pressed against her collarbone wound. The stinging pain forced a scream from her lips, dragging her back to the present
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