"a night of intimate entanglements "
1002 Words
Fu heng's rough hands explored new territories, his voice low cold , like that of a Satan.
"You have no escape tonight," he said.
Before his words faded, Fu Heng had already possessed her deeply.
"Ah... It hurts..."
A tearing pain surged through Ming Shu, causing her to scream out loud. She felt like she was being torn apart.
Her stunning face was tightly knotted, but Fu Heng showed no mercy.
He tilted his head slightly, his eyes comfortably closed. He was right;
Ming Shu's tight and smooth skin tightly enveloped him, and her unparalleled beauty was enough to captivate any man.
Fu Heng looked at Ming Shu's stubborn face and chuckled.
His big hand once again caressed her full curves, enjoying the pleasure brought by this prey.
Ming Shu bit her lower lip, her eyes tightly closed.
Her long legs tightly wrapped around Fu Heng's waist, swaying with his movements. "Ah... Hmm... No... Stop..."
Her watery almond-shaped eyes suddenly opened, reflecting Fu Heng's handsome but cold face.
Fu Heng stared down at her, his low voice carrying an unquestionable dominance.
"Woman, remember who the man on top of you is!"
"Ah... No... Hmm... Stop..." Ming Shu shook her head wildly, her face a mix of pain and pleasure, but she refused to yield to Fu Heng.
Fu Heng sneered and tightly gripped her slim waist, as if deliberately torturing her, indulging in his desires with abandon.
"Ah... It hurts... No... Stop..." Ming Shu struggled to stretch out her delicate hand, wanting to stop his rough movements, but Fu Heng pressed her hand to the top of her head with one hand and said coldly, "No one in this world can command me!"
Tears of humiliation rolled down Ming Shu's eyes. "No... Ah... Please... Please be gentle."
After an indeterminate length of time, the ordeal finally came to an end...
Ming Shu drifted into sleep with tears streaming down her face...
When she awoke once again, it was already noon the next day.
Ming Shu struggled to prop up her sore body and made her way to the bathroom, where she slowly undid her nightgown in front of the mirror.
The moment her nightgown fell to the floor, she could hardly believe her eyes.
Bruises, big and small, covered her entire upper torso, marring her originally fair and delicate skin.
Ming Shu tightly bit her lip, desperately holding back the urge to cry.
"Madam..."
There was a knock on the bathroom door, and the anxious voice of the homemaking aunt echoed from outside, "Madam, are you in there?"
She wiped the tears from her face and took a deep breath, "Homemaking aunt, I'm here."
Relieved to hear her voice sounding normal, the homemaking aunt sighed, "Dinner is ready for you. Please eat something."
Her tongue trembled slightly, but Ming Shu still responded affirmatively.
She found a dress in the wardrobe and put it on, then walked downstairs to eat the meal meticulously prepared by the homemaking aunt.
Outside the window, the butler was tending to the flowerbed in the yard.
Ming Shu watched him from afar for a moment, then suddenly set down her bowl and walked over.
"Butler uncle..."
The butler turned around, his wrinkled face breaking into a kind and benevolent smile,
"Madam, you're up? Come take a look at the flowers I'm growing..."
Ming Shu nodded and cautiously approached.
The flowerbed wasn't large, but it was filled with a variety of flowers.
The butler was very patient, pointing out the different species and introducing them to her one by one.
Just as Ming Shu was listening intently, a sharp braking sound echoed in her ears.
The butler beside her immediately stood up and smiled, "Young master is back..."
The smile on her lips instantly froze, and Ming Shu's face turned pale!
The man was still dressed simply in a black shirt, with three buttons undone from the neckline down, revealing a hint of rugged sexiness against his wheat-colored skin.
Ming Shu unconsciously averted her gaze, dare not look at him again.
Fu Heng sneered and curved his thin lips, walking past her in silence.
As his figure disappeared behind the door, Ming Shu finally relaxed.
The butler had followed him into the villa the moment he stepped out of the car, leaving Ming Shu alone again in the flower bed.
She picked up a small shovel nearby and began to loosen the soil for the flowers, mimicking the butler's actions.
Loosening the soil was a skilled task. Ming Shu carefully crouched in the flower bed, wielding both hands to dig into the earth, one shovel at a time.
Soon, her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
From the study on the second floor, which had a direct view of the flower bed,
Fu Heng stood there silently, his face cold and expressionless, revealing nothing of his thoughts.
The butler stood respectfully behind him, eyes cast downward in reverence.
"Butler," he finally spoke, his voice not as hoarse as usual, but carrying a chilling coldness, "How long have you been with me?"
The butler's face stiffened, and he replied respectfully, "Young master, it's been five years..."
"Five years, excellent..." His lips curled up slightly as he sneered,
"The ruthless Guan Li seems to have vanished without a trace..."
The butler hesitated, his expression becoming complex. "master..."
But Fu Heng raised his hand to cut him off, his thin lips slightly parted, "Leave."
"Yes."
A soft knock echoed, and moments later, the study was silent again.
Ming Shu was still working in the flower bed until Aunt Qing came to call her for dinner.
Reluctantly, she put down the small shovel in her hand.
After a busy afternoon in the flower bed, Ming Shu had forgotten to dwell on many unpleasant things.
However, it was at this moment that she saw the handsome but grim face of Fu Heng at the dining table!
Ming Shu froze, her smile instantly disappearing, and a flash of fear appeared in her eyes!
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