Chapter 81: Are You Trying to Start a Fire? Extra Chapter for Those Who Gifted Tourmaline Diamonds

I couldn't help but laugh. "Luo Ange, you arranged for Shu Congxuan to appear out of nowhere and save me—how could I possibly refuse your kindness?"

His grip tightened. I braced myself against the pain and looked him in the eye.

If I could, I truly wished I could drag him down with me.

"Did he touch you?"

I shook off his hand and, no longer holding back, sprang to my feet. "Luo Ange, are you out of your mind? What does it matter to you whether he touched me or not? Who am I to you? What right do you have to control me?"

The words were barely out before regret seized me. Angering him was never my intention. I knew he liked clever, obedient women, and I was clearly not one of them.

As his gaze darkened, I thought to hell with it and began unbuttoning my dress right in front of him. "Luo Ange, you like my body, don't you? Is this how you plan to force me to give in? Congratulations, you've succeeded. You can do whatever you want with me."

My trembling hands betrayed my nerves, and by the third button, I couldn't go on. But he was watching—I couldn't back down.

I lunged forward and bit his lips. He didn't move, letting me do as I pleased, but when I tried to go further, he grabbed me, his eyes cold and menacing. "Yi Lanshan, are you trying to light a fire?"

I laughed. "That's right. I learned all these tricks from Shu Congxuan. Well? Do you want to test my skills?"

I tried my best to say the most humiliating things about myself, hoping to disgust him enough to make him drive me away.

He lunged at me. "Yi Lanshan, don't play games with me. Do you really think a few self-deprecating words like that will make me let you go?"

I pretended not to understand, lifted my head, and kissed him, mumbling, "Luo Ange, I'm not belittling myself. This is who I am—filthy to the core. If I weren't, why would I keep ending up in your bed? And not just yours—I've been with Shu Congxuan, with Du Fanchuan, and with so many other men. I..."

His face was so dark it seemed frozen. He silenced me with his mouth.

There was no foreplay, no tenderness.

It hurt—God, it hurt.

I clenched my teeth and endured it. When I couldn't stand it anymore, I bit down on my hand. I refused to make a sound that would further inflame his animal lust.

But Luo Ange was a patient man. He had a thousand ways to make me cry out, ten thousand ways to drag me down with him.

He scooped me up and carried me to the shower. But even as he washed me, his hands grew restless. I was utterly spent, clutching at him and shaking my head. "I really can't anymore, please, I beg you, let me go."

Breathing heavily, he held me against the sink, his voice low and seductive. "Be good. Give me one more time..."

I lost count of how many times he took me that night—from the bathroom to the sofa, to the TV stand, to the floor. At last, my strength gave out and I passed out completely.

When I came to again, I was still in the bedroom at Serenity Isle, Lakeside Retreat. I lay there for a while, then got up and found there was nothing to wear.

The dress I'd worn the day before had been torn to shreds by Luo Ange.

I rummaged through the wardrobe and put on a man's shirt. As I did, I heard my phone ring.

My mind was foggy. It took me a long time to find it under the bed.

It was Shu Congxuan calling. "It's past noon over there—are you still asleep?"

I almost blurted out a plea for help, but I didn't dare. Forcing myself to sound cheerful, I made up an excuse. "No, I was cleaning just now and didn't hear the phone. How are things on your end?"

He laughed. "Just finished a meeting. Suddenly thought of you."

Tears welled up. I clung to the phone in silence. After a few seconds, he spoke again. "Yi Lanshan, you must wait for me to come back."

"Shu Congxuan," I called his name, "tell me, if I went to hell, would you..."

He cut me off. "Lanshan, if you go to hell, don't worry—I'll be there with you. Wherever you go from now on, I'll be by your side."

It sounded almost like a promise. I started to laugh, and as I laughed, the tears streamed down my face.