Chapter 19

Fu Yanchen stepped out of the bathtub and headed out.

In the walk-in closet, Song Yunnian was bent over, searching for something. Her evening gown hugged her curves beautifully, and the way she was leaning over accentuated the lines of her hips to the extreme.

When Fu Yanchen first arrived, he had been struck by her beauty at first sight. Her face possessed a sharp, aggressive kind of loveliness.

Gazing at her back, another surge of heat rushed to his lower abdomen. His eyes darkened as he walked toward her.

Song Yunnian hadn’t heard a thing when Fu Yanchen got out of the tub, separated by several walls. Now, focused on her task, she remained unaware of his presence.

It wasn’t until he was right behind her that she turned around, alert.

She hadn’t expected to meet a pair of eyes so dark they seemed bottomless, flickering with flames that looked ready to consume her.

“Fu… Fu Yanchen?”

Seeing the predatory look in his eyes, Song Yunnian sensed danger. She tried to back away, but he grabbed her.

In the next second, she was pinned against the wall.

He lowered his head and captured her lips fiercely, his kiss sweeping over her like a storm.

“Mmph… let go of me!”

Song Yunnian’s mind felt like it was about to explode. She was actually being forcibly kissed by this bastard!

She struggled violently, pushing against his chest, but he wouldn’t let her pull away. He cupped the back of her head, deepening the kiss.

Catching a momentary break for air, Song Yunnian swung her leg, aiming a vicious kick at the man’s groin.

She showed no mercy, wanting nothing more than to cripple him.

“Fu Yanchen, are you a dog in heat? If you’re so desperate, go find Song Feier! Stay the hell away from me!”

Song Yunnian was a decent fighter, but she was no match for this man-especially when he had lost his mind to lust.

Fu Yanchen didn’t answer. He only found her noisy and wanted to seal her lips, to punish her thoroughly.

Following his primal urges, he kissed those sweet, soft lips again.

His technique wasn’t refined; it was driven by raw male instinct. He bit her lips so hard they hurt, and the faint taste of blood began to spread.

Song Yunnian tried to speak, but she couldn’t make a sound. Opening her mouth only made it easier for him to invade, plundering her senses.

Aside from the time she was framed by Song Feier seven years ago, Song Yunnian had never felt this helpless. For a moment, her mind went blank, flashes of that night flickering through her memory.

Finally, he released her swollen, bruised lips and moved his head lower.

He was insane. He really intended to take her right here!

Song Yunnian was so furious she wanted to kill him.

She reached out and grabbed a hairpin she had just unearthed, plunging it hard into an acupoint at the back of his head.

Pain flared, and Fu Yanchen let out a muffled groan.

He paused and looked up, his dark eyes staring at her with unbridled intensity.

Faced with those predatory, beast-like eyes, Song Yunnian couldn’t help but tremble.

How was he still moving? Her hand felt wet and sticky with blood; she had clearly hit her mark.

The world spun as she was pinned onto the soft carpet. He seized her hands, pinning them above her head, and used his knees to hold her down.

She was forced into a humiliating position!

Her evening gown featured a high slit. In the struggle, the fabric had ridden up to her thighs, exposing her fair skin in a way that was incredibly provocative.

Song Yunnian began to panic.

“Wait! Fu Yanchen, I’m your sister-in-law! Stop this right now!”