Allure: Peerless Beauty

chapter 14

"Gil, please, please..." She instinctively recoiled like a frightened child, struggling in fear and panic.

But she couldn't stop him. She set aside her dignity, trembling beneath him, pleading with him, but she couldn't stop his cruelty and determination.

He pinned her body down, indifferent to her struggles.

The sharp pain below her made her choke, as if crying held her breath. With her head against the white pillowcase, she suddenly widened her eyes, staring straight at the ceiling, like a fish tossed on the shore.

His powerful body covered hers, his cold breath against her ear, as he spoke to her with utmost cruelty, "Ada, you're mine..."

Her consciousness went blank instantly, as if realizing only at this moment what she had lost. She pushed against the man's strong chest, as if trying to escape this brutal plunder, to escape from this terrifying ordeal.

She cried and struggled in his arms like a petulant child, tears streaming down, sprinkling on the man's strong arms.

The man held her tightly, one hand clasping her wrist, the other pinching her chin. His eyes were cold and quiet, as he told her in such a cruel tone, "If you refuse to face it, I don't mind saying it again, you're mine. This life, the next life, the life after that, you are mine. Don't even think about escaping!"

The last few words were almost through gritted teeth. As if to confirm his words, he ruthlessly possessed her, lifting her slender and beautiful legs, burying them into her body time and again. His eyes were so cold, his movements so forceful, the luxurious antique bed creaked, as if punishing her, without any mercy.

She suffered unbearable pain, her wrists held above her head, her eyes staring blankly at the ceiling. She bit her lip, telling herself to endure, just endure, and it would be over. Just like when she was a child, endure, endure the humiliation and hurt, didn't you survive all that?

Endure, just endure one more time...

But at this moment, the man holding her seemed to see through her thoughts. He lifted her chin, meeting her tear-filled eyes with his desire-driven ones. He looked at her with such persistence and affection, kissing her tenderly, as if she were the treasure of his life, as if he were holding his entire life in his arms. But if she moved even slightly, he would increase his force to prevent her from escaping.

He was like a powerful monarch, his arm supporting her face, mercilessly ravaging, possessing, and enjoying her. His teeth bit her delicate collarbone, his lips containing her rosy buds, like a greedy child, yet like a terrifying demon, teasing her fragile body and her most vulnerable nerves.

Her hands unknowingly wrapped around his strong back, her slender legs around his rhythmic waist, her nails scratching his tough skin haphazardly. Her frail body involuntarily leaned towards him, with a hint of sadness and pitiful beauty. Her breathing was rapid, murmuring, her cheeks flushed, her dark eyes like flowing water in the dark, clear and hazy. The pain gradually receded, turning into extreme pleasure, extreme sweetness, with his primitive and wild rhythm.

His repeated plunder shattered her world, shaking her body. Until the moment of climax, he lifted her cheeks, staring into her confused eyes, watching her whimper and tremble under his cold gaze, showing her how futile her passive resistance was, how powerless she was at this moment.

When everything finally subsided, she sobbed despairingly like a small animal, tears flowing in strings. She really wanted to hate him, but at the most miserable moment, he kissed away her tears, murmuring his tenderness in her ear.

He said so many things to her, all those distant and yellowed memories, drifting out of his beautiful lips, with infinite tenderness, cherishing her pain.

The swing in the Lamb Manor, the maple trees on the hill, the stars in the wilderness, the golden autumn leaves. Wherever the autumn wind blew, the yard always seemed to be bathed in a golden rain. And the beautiful butterfly kite, trampled by her brothers time and time again, repaired by him time and time again...

These good times they shared, these fragmented pieces, so many were forgotten by her, but he remembered, preserving them so well by himself. He only hoped that when they reunited, he could take them out and savor them carefully, reliving the past through the layers of time with her.

But he didn't expect that the long-awaited reunion would end in such a sad outcome.

He kissed her wet eyelashes, the person in his arms still sobbing, he whispered softly, "Ada, something must have gone wrong somewhere, this reunion is so different from what I imagined..."