Chapter 1: Is the Pain in My Heart or My Body?
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Her eyes reddened with tears. “Mo Xigu, I took an aphrodisiac, and you’re going to leave me for another woman? I’m the one you’re supposed to marry!”
His steps faltered for a moment, but he still gently pried her hand off. “Ya Bing’s husband has a severe violent streak. If I don’t go, she could be beaten to death.”
“Why doesn’t she call the police?”
Mo Xigu cast her one last glance, then decisively let go of her hand and left without looking back.
She heard the door close, and then the spacious suite was empty—just her, all alone.
The heat surged through her body, the burning emptiness threatening to consume her.
It was unbearable…
She could no longer tell if the pain was in her heart or her body.
Chi Huan stumbled her way back to the coffee table, her legs too weak to hold her. She almost collapsed onto the carpet.
With trembling hands, she retrieved her phone from her bag, tears splashing onto the screen as she quickly dialed a number.
The call was answered after just one ring.
A deep, steady male voice spoke on the other end, tinged with a coldness, “Miss.”
“You… come over now. To the room I booked.”
There was a brief pause, then a swift reply: “Understood.” The line went dead.
Mo Shiqian.
The bodyguard her father, the mayor, had hired for her, paying a hefty salary for his services.
Perhaps the one person in this world she both hated and trusted the most.
Hated, because he was rigid, cold, and unyielding.
Trusted, because he was always there, capable of anything.
Within three minutes, the door opened. A tall man, standing at six foot two, with a lean, athletic build, stepped into the room. He was dressed simply in black pants and a shirt, his demeanor reserved yet distant.
He walked over to where Chi Huan was curled up on the floor, crouched down, and furrowed his brows. “Miss, where’s Mr. Mo?”
Chi Huan didn’t hear his words at all.
She only knew that a man was near her, and his clean, masculine scent stirred something deep within her. She instinctively crawled toward him, drawn by that irresistible scent.
Mo Shiqian had just reached out to assess her condition when her sweet fragrance hit him. The next moment, her soft, feverish body pressed into his.
The unexpected contact froze him, every muscle in his body tensing instantly.
In that brief moment of shock, Chi Huan’s lips found his.
Her mind was no longer her own, fully controlled by the drug. Normally, one pill would have been enough, but fearing she wouldn’t have the courage, she had taken two. Now, the drug's effects were overwhelming, leaving her body with only one primal desire.
And this man before her, with his clean, fresh scent and undeniable masculinity, was exactly what she craved.
