Beiming Shaoxi's eyes gleamed, as if there was a devil lurking beneath the mask that was his face.
He tried to suppress the devilish desire rising inside of him…
Ji Anan was like an enchanting love potion, drawing out his most wicked lusts and desires.
Beiming Shaoxi was rapidly panting, and it was growing heavier each time he breathed.
Him? Raping her?
His last remaining shred of caution and his proper upbringing told him to back off.
But at that moment, Ji Anan struggled a bit more and pressed her legs tightly together. "You back off this instant, or I'll ruin you permanently."
Beiming Shaoxi let out a deep groan, and his eyes grew red, as if even the last shred of control was leaving his eyes.
There was an uncanny, eerie expression in his cerulean eyes…
He unzipped his pants, grabbed her hands, and pressed them against his body.
Ji Anan was so startled that her mind went blank.
The last time they had hooked up, she had been passed out from drinking.
With her hands pressed up against him, she felt the throbbing beat of his pulse!
Her face was as red as a tomato.
"Perhaps the video of you seducing me in bed can serve as circumstantial evidence during my rape trial?" Beiming Shaoxi's hot hands rubbed and caressed her.
She had no rebuttal.
"Miss Ji, my team of attorneys are always prepared just in case."
With all her bluffs seen through, Ji Anan's body went limp.
The Beiming family was affluent and powerful; a rape charge would mean nothing. The police force had no power over him.
Besides, if someone who looked like her claimed he had raped her, would anyone even believe her?
"Beiming Shaoxi... I'm begging you…"
"Mr. small-sized one-night stand, huh?"
His voice sounded hoarse yet seductive. "You sure you don't want to measure it to see if it's as long as my face?"
He still wasn't letting bygones be bygones, even at a time like this.
"I was just saying random nonsense—" Ji Anan pleaded with him. "Don't be like this. Please just accept my apology?"
She pushed her hands against his chest. The air of haughty indifference that she disliked so much surrounded him.
"Don't stop there. Do you mean don't be like this... or don't be like this?"
His hands gripped her chin, and his feverishly passionate kiss threatened to suck the air right out of her.
Ji Anan's body was unbelievably flexible and could be positioned any way he desired.
Beiming Shaoxi clasped her wrists and placed them on top of her head. "Apologize with your body."
"..."
"Didn't you say that you were extremely promiscuous and lusted after every man in sight?" Beiming Shaoxi sounded sulky. "Why be so prudish when it isn't your first time anyway?"
Ji Anan resisted the urge to roll her eyes.
Beiming Shaoxi took off her black-rimmed glasses.
Caught off guard, Ji Anan closed her eyes and turned her face away. "Give me back my glasses! I can't see clearly!"
"What do you want to see? My body?"
"I…" Ji Anan scrambled for an excuse but couldn't think of any good ones, so she shouted, "So what if I want to see? Got a problem?"
Without her glasses, she felt her sense of security taken away... and she was afraid that he might recognize her without her disguise.
Upon hearing her words, Beiming Shaoxi snorted ambivalently.
After placing the glasses back on her face, he inched his lips close to her ear and whispered, "Well then, take a good hard look."
He grabbed her fingers and traced his abs with them. His abs felt like scorching cigarettes to her fingers.
"Take a good hard look at your husband's smoking hot body. I promise, you won't be able to resist."
Ji Anan felt blood rush to her face. He was normally prim and proper but extremely macho in bed.