“Y-You… you dare!”
Su Nian’s voice was tightly strained as she struggled to regain a shred of the dignity befitting a “Saintess.”
But the uncontrollable quiver at the end of her words, along with the faint trembling of her body from the heat and humiliation, betrayed her false bravado completely.
She could even feel the skin on the inside of her thigh brushing lightly without her control.
Her amber eyes glazed over with moisture, misty and unclear, and her cheeks burned as if aflame.
This expression, paired with the phrase “You dare,” had no intimidation factor at all.
Instead, it sounded more like a whining, tearful scolding.
To Chu Tian’s ears, it was an entirely different flavor.
“You wanna see if I dare or not?”
Chu Tian chuckled lowly, the almost boiling desire in his voice laid bare without restraint.
Suddenly, he bent down, his firm arms like iron bands, roughly slipping beneath her knees and along her spine, indisputably lifting her entire body horizontally.
His movements were somewhat violent, giving her no chance to react or resist.
“Ah!”
Caught off guard, a short gasp escaped Su Nian’s throat.
Her body abruptly lost support, completely suspended in midair, the sense of weightlessness causing her to instinctively wrap her arms tightly around his neck, afraid she might fall at any moment.
The instant she held on, regret flooded her.
What was she doing?!
How could she voluntarily cling to this bastard she loathed with every fiber of her being?!
Her reason screamed at her to push him away, but her body softened under the sudden lift and that damned intoxicating scent, terrified she’d really be dropped and end up battered and bruised.
Letting go wasn’t an option; holding on wasn’t either.
Caught between an impossible dilemma of shame and helplessness, her cheeks instantly burned with astonishing heat.
What made it worse was that her flushed cheek accidentally brushed against Chu Tian’s slightly cool neck skin.
That strange temperature difference seemed to unleash the burning heat inside her body, igniting an absurd impulse to lean closer.
Ugh……
He was her mortal enemy!
How could she entertain such… such shameless thoughts…?
Wahhh.
“Ding dong, Humiliation Value increased by 21,573.”
“Ding dong, absorbing humiliation emotions, Annoyance Value +21,573.”
The series of System notifications ringing in her mind, especially the skyrocketing Annoyance Value, only made Chu Tian’s mood more delightful.
Not only did he get to enjoy the incredible softness of the girl in his arms and the tacitly revealed dependence beneath her reluctant facade, but he also genuinely became stronger!
This double pleasure was simply indescribable.
The curve of Chu Tian’s lips deepened.
He strode toward the large, soft, and spacious bed that could easily accommodate several people while holding this stiff yet slightly softened and flushed “Saintess” in his arms.
Then, releasing his grip with deliberate roughness, as if truly “punishing” an ungrateful enemy who had caused his “ruin,” he tossed her heavily onto the bed.
Fortunately, the mattress was extremely soft, and the thick velvet bedding absorbed most of the impact.
Su Nian wasn’t hurt, only momentarily dizzy from the sudden throw.
The soft bed gently bounced her up before she collapsed helplessly into the silky sheets.
Her posture was utterly disheveled.
Her silver hair, as pure and bright as moonlight, spilled out messily over the dark bedding.
The stark contrast with the magical battle robe she wore, which was supposed to symbolize holiness and radiance, was painfully obvious.
The robe had been tousled and pulled during her struggle and the toss.
Its delicate neckline crooked to one side, revealing her smooth, fair shoulder and graceful collarbone, as well as the faintly visible snowy skin beneath.
At this moment, the girl’s eyes were wild with panic.
Her cheeks still flushed deeply, breathing rapid and feverish.
Her exquisitely beautiful eyes shimmered with moisture as she looked away helplessly and shamefully, too afraid to meet the gaze of the man towering over her like a ruler.
There was not a trace left of the “Saintess’s” forced calm and nobility.
She looked more like a terrified little rabbit cornered to the brink, trembling and with nowhere to run.
Chu Tian stood by the bed, looking down at this scene with an air of possession.
Seeing the “Saintess” so disheveled, her sacred exterior barely concealing her alluring charm, the fire in his eyes flared hotter and hotter, almost consuming his reason.
That gaze was filled with unrestrained, intense possessiveness and the thrill of impending conquest.
He slowly leaned down, his hands planted firmly on the mattress on either side of her body.
His tall frame loomed like a cage, completely enveloping her in shadow.
Cutting off the soft room light and seemingly every chance she had of escape.
“Now, Lady Saintess…”
Chu Tian’s voice dropped to a near whisper, breath warm and heavy against her burning red ear.
The hot breath carried an irresistible lust that made her ears tingle.
“Are you ready to accept this ‘evil nobleman’s’… exclusive ‘revenge’?”
His gaze prowled shamelessly over her slightly trembling body, full of sadistic delight and eager anticipation.
Su Nian’s heart pounded wildly, drumming as if about to burst out of her chest.
The damned intoxicating scent surged wave after wave of heat, leaving her weak and trembling, even her toes quivering uncontrollably.
In front of her was a man radiating a strong aura of danger, his fiery breath so close it burned.
On both sides were his arms like iron walls.
Behind her, the soft bed.
She was completely trapped.
Su Nian’s hands instinctively pressed against his chest, trying to push away the heavy pressure, struggling to escape.
But her strength was insignificant against his overwhelming power and the effect of the drug.
The bastard’s iron arms on both sides were an immovable prison.
She couldn’t push him away, and there was nowhere to retreat.
No way out.
Wait…
She seemed to… still have a last card.
Right!
The SSS-level ability, the Eye of Temporal Reversal’s Destiny Reversal!
As long as she set a temporal anchor point, she could rewind multiple times and avoid the “revenge” that might come afterward.
Just as Su Nian was fiercely suppressing the rising, strange desires deep within her body, concentrating hard and silently preparing to activate her ability at all costs to set the temporal anchor point—
Suddenly, something changed.
Maybe it was the little hands pressed against his chest, pushing and struggling, that irritated Chu Tian.
Or perhaps he felt that mere verbal threats and physical pressure weren’t enough to completely break down this “Saintess’s” mental defenses.
His gaze swept across her stunning face flushed with panic, shame, and the drug’s effect.
Finally, as if spotting a fascinating toy, it fixed on the bright red hairband tangled in her messy silver hair.
Using what was at hand seemed… more interesting.
The thought had just flickered through his mind when his hand darted out like lightning.
His movement was precise and swift, even stirring a faint breeze.
Before Su Nian could fully react—still focusing on preparing to activate her reversal ability—he had already yanked the vivid red hairband from her hair.
The soft red ribbon shimmered with a red glow at his slender fingertips, as if infused with magic.
It instantly stretched and tightened, becoming unusually tough.
Its surface even faintly radiated the glow of magic runes.
‘Huh? This wasn’t an ordinary hairband… A magic item? Interesting!’
‘The little wildcat was carrying such magical equipment with her?’
Perfect timing for a test!
What Chu Tian didn’t know was that the item he just pulled off was the S-rank magic item Su Nian had obtained from a previous quest.
[Magic Headband] S-Rank: A hairband that can freely change color and length according to the wearer’s needs.
When equipped on the “head” slot, magic power +25, spell casting strength increased by 25%.
When equipped as an “accessory,” spell casting strength reduced by 50%, physical strength and speed reduced by 80%, Humiliation Value acquisition efficiency increased by 30%.