The wall was damp. His shirt was even wetter. She was sandwiched between him and the wall, suffering unbearably.
“Don’t know me? I’ll make you reacquaint yourself with me right now!” Gong Ou declared domineeringly. Lowering his head, he forcefully sealed her lips, aggressively feeding the warm water droplets on his thin lips into her mouth. The searing heat overwhelmed everything in her mouth, nearly melting her whole being. With one hand pressing on her shoulder and the other even delving into her clothes, he was adding fuel to the fire... It was as if an electric current had been injected into her body, stimulating every nerve, and her smooth toes on the ground involuntarily curled up. She loathed this feeling, truly detested it. It was so disgraceful.
“Mm... let go...” Shi Xiaonian struggled desperately.
“Yeah, that’s exactly how you should struggle when being forced. You really know how to put on an act, woman. Truly professional!” Gong Ou sneered mockingly. Such an unrestrained woman, yet still feigning innocence, so pretentious! A blaze of fury smoldered in Gong Ou’s eyes as he continued to grope her at will. Her struggles were utterly insignificant in his eyes, and he effortlessly restrained her to do as he pleased... The sound of water in the bathroom hall was deafening, yet it couldn’t drown out Gong Ou’s increasingly ragged breathing. She fought with all her might but couldn’t break free.
The moment he penetrated, Shi Xiaonian was in such agony that she couldn’t even cry out. Her body felt as if it was being ripped apart... once again. Sadly, she realized that she had been violated once more, and this time, she couldn’t deceive herself into thinking it was all just a dream.
After what seemed like an eternity, everything finally calmed down. Shi Xiaonian slumped weakly onto the waterlogged floor, hugging her body tightly, biting her lip hard. Feelings of humiliation, anger, and embarrassment surged up, threatening to engulf her. She had no idea what to do. Sue him in court? Sue him in court. He was Gong Ou. Could she win? Without much thought, she knew the odds were minuscule. More often than not, power equated to victory.
“Bang.” A wet men’s windbreaker was tossed onto her like trash by Gong Ou, covering her body completely. Shi Xiaonian’s body shuddered involuntarily. The scent ** to Gong Ou on the windbreaker suffocated her.
“Mr. Gong.” Two bodyguards entered with heads bowed, carrying clean and crisp men’s clothes in their hands. Gong Ou reached out, unfolded a shirt, and put it on, looking elegant and composed with every move, not at all like a man who had just been in a women’s bathroom. Casting a sidelong glance at Shi Xiaonian in the corner, Gong Ou issued a cold command, “Tie this woman up and take her back.”
“Yes, Mr. Gong.” The bodyguards responded.
Shi Xiaonian huddled in the corner. At those words, her body trembled again. Looking incredulously at the man in the middle of the bathroom hall, she exclaimed, “What more do you want, you madman?” Wasn’t he going to let her go? What on earth did he want?
“Still want?” Gong Ou repeated her words meaningfully, deliberately misinterpreting her. “Sorry, I don’t want to touch a wanton and pretentious woman like you again. You’re filthy.”
Shi Xiaonian was rendered speechless, her face ashen. This man had humiliated her to the extreme. Why, why had she encountered such an absurd thing...
Gong Ou fastened his cufflinks and turned to leave. Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks and swept a cold gaze at the woman in the corner. “Shi Xiaonian, if you don’t want to suffer any more, hand over my child. Otherwise, the rest of your life will be a living hell.”
With that, Gong Ou walked away without looking back, not a shred of hesitation. In an instant, the air he left behind was bone-chilling, nearly stopping Shi Xiaonian’s breath.