Bab 2: Bitter Betrayal

For once, Chi Cheng had hoped that his eyes betrayed him.

The blissful, yet devastating scene before him had put all his earlier thoughts to shame. Unbothered by Chi Cheng's presence, Han Yijun lifted his head from where he was nestled between the young woman's legs.

Licking the droplets of her liquid pleasure, he slowly brushed his tongue along his bottom lip; offering his attention to Chi Cheng with a deliberate sideways glance.

At the peak of her pleasure, the woman was oblivious to their guest observing them. Her creamy-skinned face, smooth like silk, flushing a scarlet hue; her slender fingers fisting and squeezing the sheets. Laying down her leg that rested over his shoulder, Han Yijun raised himself from his position.

"Why…did you stop?" With half-lidded eyes hazy from the pleasure of her core being worked thoroughly, she reached for Han Yijun, pouting at the absence of his skilful tongue.

"Oh?" Han Yijun's lips curved into a cunning smirk. "We have ourselves a guest, Mei."

Chi Cheng's body felt petrified as if his feet were nailed to the ground and his eyes glued to Han Yijun.

Mei sat up, turning her head to look at what Han Yijun was referring to. She frantically pulled her robes to conceal her nudity, rushing behind him in shame.

"Y…You said no one would come here!" Mei pounded at his shoulder with a weak fist; a frown quickly formed on her face."Ugh, I'm leaving!" She stated curtly, gathering her garments and ornaments before she made her way out.

However, Han Yijun stepped off the bed, casually pulling his robes closed as he walked towards Chi Cheng with slow strides. He towered a few inches above Chi Cheng, reaching behind him to close the door after Mei's departure.

"I didn't think you would come this early," Han Yijun leaned down closer to his shaken lover's ear, whispering gently. "I needed the taste of a woman, but seeing as you're already here and I haven't had my fill…"

Chi Cheng's heart thumped vigorously, his chest tightening as if it was clenching itself closed; afraid of being vulnerable. His voice was caged within his throat, having not even an ounce of courage to speak, nor could he find the right words to express the swirling chaos of emotions welling in his mind.

'Am…I not enough for you?' Feeling a sense of utter defeat, Chi Cheng succumbed to the doubts invading his mind. 'What did I do wrong?'

Han Yijun cupped his right cheek, tilting his face upwards to meet his eyes directly. "Why do you look so surprised, Chi Cheng? I'm going to embrace you just like you wanted."

Chi Cheng flinched at the wicked tone in Han Yijun's words and the place where his lover's hand cupped his cheek was unpleasantly hot. Han Yijun pressed him against the wall beside the door, stationing his knee between Chi Cheng's legs.

"But you better get out of my sight after this, Chi Cheng," Han Yijun warned. "There's nothing to desire from you, and I don't have time to play pretend lover with you."

Chi Cheng winced when his back was shoved harshly, feeling the sharp edges of a chipped nail dig into his back but the force snapped him out of the entangling web of his thoughts. He banged his fist into Han Yijun's chest, his eyes welling with tears that he fought hard to restrain back.

"Let go of me!" Chi Cheng demanded, but his voice was wavering; so weak that it barely appeared commanding.

"Let go of you? Why are you so angry, Chi Cheng?" Han Yijun tilted his head to the side, catching hold of the shorter male's fist the second time before it struck him. "Were you always this weak?" He subdued Chi Cheng's wrists with one hand, pinning them against the wall above his head.

"Why?! Was I not enough for you?! Is it because I'm a man?!" Chi Cheng's anger erupted, his words dripping with betrayal.

But before he could release another onslaught of his questions, Han Yijun silenced him with a forceful kiss. Pressing his lips to Chi Cheng's, the taller male fought to slip his tongue into his lover's mouth but the shorter male was adamant to resist him.

With his hands firmly contained by Han Yijun's superior strength, Chi Cheng's gaze frantically darted to either side of him, desperately searching for a quick escape from the taller male's hold. He caught sight of a bronze brazier with heated coal and dying fire embers a few feet away from him.

The man before him was not the affectionate, gentle Han Yijun he'd known for the last few months. Instead, standing in front of him was a brute consumed by lust and carnal desires. And Chi Cheng's will to counter his wild advances weakened.

He closed his eyes as Han Yijun's forced attempts overpowered him, his lips being claimed and devoured by the man who so much as never even gave him a peck on the cheek.

The more forceful Han Yijun's movements became, the more Chi Cheng felt the chipped nail dig deeper into his back and graze along him as Han Yijun gradually kept shifting him against the wall.

'Bastard! I'll make him pay for this,' Chi Cheng thought, clenching his fists as he struggled from the painful grasp of the taller male's hands.

Chi Cheng bit Han Yijun's tongue, drawing blood from how hard his teeth clamped down on it. The taller male hissed painfully, staggering back away from the shorter male as he cupped his mouth with one hand.

Chi Cheng scrambled to the bronze brazier, brazenly reaching into the blazing hot coal. He grabbed a handful of the embers, grimacing as it scalded his palm, and flung them toward Han Yijun's eyes. The taller male gritted his teeth when the burning embers invaded his eyes, closing them tightly as he rubbed them.

He shook his head, but the burning sensation stinging his eyes intensified, causing them to water painfully.

"You wretch!" Han Yijun cussed, sounding like a growling predator as he lunged forward; pushing Chi Cheng's weight to the floor.

He straddled the shorter male's waist, ripping Chi Cheng's robe open to expose the nudity of his chest. The aggressiveness in his behaviour incited fear within Chi Cheng who could only futilely attempt to pry away Han Yijun's hand that gripped his throat firmly.

"You think you're worth anything?!" Han Yijun barked, his eyes reddening furiously as he struggled to keep them open. "You want it so badly? Fine, I'll give it to you."

Han Yijun began leaving a trail of aggressive bites along Chi Cheng's neck and chest, causing the shorter male to yelp and kick away desperately at the wooden floor planks. Some bites bruised instantly, others oozing faintly with blood from how fiercely Han Yijun had bitten him.

'Why? Please make it stop... I don't want this... ' Chi Cheng pleaded internally, the tears cascading down his face. 'This was not what I dreamed of for us.'

He felt Han Yijun's iron grip tighten around his throat, making it difficult for him to breathe or speak even a single word. The overwhelming strength was harsh enough that it seemed his lover would crush his windpipe if he added more force to his grip.

"J...un..." Chi Cheng barely managed to let out in a choked whisper but his lover's eyes ignited with raw desire and bestial lust that couldn't be tamed by words alone.

Just as Han Yijun reached to unravel the ties of his robe, the door slid open harshly; allowing the icicle night gales to rush in and chill the room.

At the entrance, stood a prominent figure with a broad build. Stepping inside with heavy thuds, a chiming sound echoed with each of his steps.

Han Yijun's death grip on Chi Cheng's throat immediately loosened as he scrambled away from the shorter male, hastily pulling his robes together. With swollen and injured eyes, he fixed his gaze on the wooden floor, placing both his hands down.

His body visibly quivered under the imposing scrutiny of the man who arrived without a greeting or prior notice of his visit.

"G.. Grandmaster!" Han Yijun announced with a shaky breath.