Chu Tian’s gaze seemed bound by invisible threads, unable to tear even the slightest bit away from the breathtaking figure lying on the bed.
The maiden was like a ripened fruit, awaiting harvest.
He took a deep breath, the air thick with a cloying sweetness, mingling with the unique, fresh yet seductive scent from the girl’s body.
He leaned down, bringing his lips to the girl’s ear, his scorching breath nearly setting her aflame.
“Su Nian…”
He murmured her name in a low, husky voice, laced with a nearly savage possessiveness.
This time, his eyes no longer held their previous teasing amusement.
Instead, they burned with an almost frenzied heat.
A naked, unrestrained desire.
“Mmm…”
The burning breath instantly seized all of Su Nian’s senses.
Dominant, undeniable.
Suffused with a possessiveness so intense it suffocated her.
At the same moment.
That warm, wandering hand, which had been tentatively roaming her body, moved without the slightest hesitation, burning hot as it untied the silk ribbon at the front of her nightgown.
The soft fabric slipped open to either side.
The suddenness of the action hit Su Nian like a lightning bolt, tensing her nerves in an instant.
An indescribable wave of sensation crashed over her, an extreme mix of shame, coupled with the humiliation of being violated by her lifelong nemesis, all exploding inside her at once.
It swept through her limbs and bones like a tidal wave.
Her mind went utterly blank, losing the ability to think, leaving only instinctive shudders behind.
Her body trembled uncontrollably, like the last stubborn leaf clinging to a branch in autumn, helplessly fluttering in a storm.
From deep in her throat, a stifled, tearful moan slipped out, beyond her control.
“Mm…”
That sound was broken.
Sweet and sticky.
So shameful that even Su Nian herself couldn’t bear to hear it.
Yet in Chu Tian’s ears, this sound was the fiercest catalyst, like a trumpet of victory.
It snapped the final string of reason in his eyes.
The Horned Demon Bastard’s kiss was deep…
Even fiercer.
“Ding-dong, Humiliation Value increased by 17,540.”
“Ding-dong, absorbing humiliation emotion, Annoyance Value +17,540.”
A constant stream of Humiliation Value was her only solace at this moment, and the sole motivation allowing her to endure all of this.
Yet as that wicked hand, burning hot, began to slowly move downward.
And then lingered in a certain place.
Su Nian’s body suddenly stiffened.
“Ding-dong, Humiliation Value increased by 61,226.”
“Ding-dong, absorbing humiliation emotion, Annoyance Value +61,226.”
Compared to this, the shame from his earlier touch was nothing at all.
Her face flushed instantly, red as blood, even her ears burned so hot it felt they might steam.
Blood raced like boiling water through her veins, crashing into her mind, making her feel faint.
‘It’s over…’
Resist?
Her hands were bound tightly above her head by her own Magic Headband, unable to move.
Her body, eroded by drugs and incense, was limp and powerless, unable to muster even a shred of strength.
Her power and speed had been drained to the extreme by that damned Magic Headband.
She didn’t even have the strength to struggle now.
What’s more—
She didn’t have the confidence to defeat the Horned Demon Bastard.
Aside from that, deep within, there was a trace of something even she couldn’t understand or face… a hidden curiosity.
And… a desire forcibly suppressed.
She had been defeated countless times by this Horned Demon Bastard.
She had endured the humiliation of kneeling and begging for mercy.
To endure one more humiliation now—
Perhaps… perhaps it wasn’t quite enough to kill her.
She’d lost all will to resist.
And almost all desire to fight back, simply letting the Horned Demon Bastard do as he pleased.
In this moment, her body and heart reached a temporary accord, silently awaiting whatever might come next.
Just as Su Nian, mortified and confused, teetered on the edge of collapse.
The man above her suddenly froze in his movements.
He lifted his head slightly.
Scorching breath swept across her crimson cheeks, the heat making her heart race.
Those deep eyes, burning with fire, locked tightly on her, as if to see through her very soul.
“Su Nian…”
His voice was still husky, yet now there was a faint, almost imperceptible note…
Of supplication?
“I want you… Will you let me?”
What?
The Horned Demon Bastard, at a time like this—under these circumstances—was asking if she was willing?
She had thought—
This bastard would bully her as recklessly as before, never once caring for her wishes.
Su Nian suddenly turned her head, burying her burning face deeply in the soft bedding.
She dared not meet the man’s gaze.
Her cheeks burned like they might catch fire.
Her heart pounded so fast it threatened to leap from her throat and burst her eardrums.
Agree?
How could she possibly say yes?
He was her sworn enemy!
The one who had humiliated her, turned her from a man into what she was now!
The very villain she had vowed to destroy herself!
But… refuse?
The raging tide inside her, that indescribable emptiness and yearning, made it impossible for her to even utter a syllable of refusal.
That incense still gnawed away at her sanity.
Besides…
If she refused, what would the consequences be?
She might thoroughly enrage this capricious Horned Demon Bastard.
After all, to earn his trust and bide her time for revenge, she’d always acted completely submissive, even showing dependence on her master.
If she refused now, wouldn’t all her efforts be wasted?
Besides.
The crazed, daring thought at the core of her being—endure the utmost humiliation, in exchange for a flood of Humiliation Value!
To become stronger!
To finally have her revenge!
Shame.
Anger.
Desire.
Emptiness.
Schemes.
Countless emotions crashed fiercely within Su Nian’s heart.
Tears welled up at the corners of her eyes.
Yet this time, her tears were not for show, but the true result of all these tangled emotions leaving her feeling wronged…
Chu Tian gazed at the girl’s ostrich-like posture, at her trembling shoulders buried deep in the bedding, and at her faint sobs.
In that instant, he halted the movement of his fingers.
A glimmer of clarity flashed through his eyes.
Deep down, he truly didn’t want to treat the girl who meant more and more to him with nothing but brute force; that would be too devoid of charm.
So, he deliberately released her from his grip.
With a measured push, he propped himself up, movements deliberately slowed with a hint of languidness, as if preparing to get up and leave.
However, today wasn’t without opportunity.
Chu Tian pressed his arms down, pretending to get up and leave.
“If you don’t want to, then forget it…”
His tone carried just the right touch of regret, as if he’d really lost all interest.
The heavy weight pinning her down vanished in an instant, as if a thousand-pound load had been lifted, yet it brought another kind of emptiness—the weight vanished.
For a moment Su Nian felt as though she’d lost something.
And a sense of loss she couldn’t quite explain.
Why was this happening…
Was it her problem, unable to bear her body’s desire?
Did she not want the Horned Demon Bastard to leave her now?
No…
Of course not.
Perhaps this sense of loss, of feeling she’d been wronged, was because if the Horned Demon Bastard left, all the humiliation and struggle she’d just endured would have been in vain.
What about her revenge plan?
What about the Humiliation Value?
Yes!
That’s the reason.
Almost the instant Chu Tian was about to leave the bed entirely.
Without thinking, Su Nian blurted out words that would leave her mortified afterward.
“Wait!”
Her voice carried a note of urgency she herself didn’t even notice.
“Ding-dong, Spirit Road decreased, current Spirit Road 52%↓”
(If Spirit Road falls below 50%, it will transform into the Path of Depravity.)
“I… I agree…” The girl seemed to gather all her strength just to force out a few broken, barely audible syllables from her throat.