Chap 29- Saving Her and Budding Feelings

When the car stopped at Residence Larvotto, with the little strength that the girl had to grab onto the backseat, Tang Ziyu easily tugged her into his arms and carried her princess-style towards the villa.

Perhaps it’s the onset of the drug effect, for her struggles gradually weakened, her palms were placed on his chest as she panted lightly, the blushing of her milky face was as if a little cat in heat— inviting a man’s deepest darkest desire to surface.

His footsteps hastened as he pushed opened the door and put her down. Zhang Guyang, who was a few steps behind, stepped forward and slid his body over quickly to block the door from closing.

“What?”

“Mate, it’s always okay to add one, right?” Zhang Guyang stuck his hands in his pocket, smiling lazily, “You shouldn’t eat alone.”

Tang Ziyu’s face turned cold, “No!”

“Why not, haven’t we always had threesomes together?”

“Don’t even think about her!”

“Fine, I’ll watch from the sidelines, OK?”

Zhang Guyang’s heart had long itched in excitement while on the road, when he glanced over at Tang Ziyu’s increasingly ugly expression, he signaled with his chin, “Look, little beauty has run away.”

Tang Ziyu turned his head, and Zhinan had dragged herself to the end of the sofa. Evidently, her intention was to hide in the study room, only her steps were strained, she needed to prop herself on the wall to catch her breath with every two steps.

The effect of this drug is far fiercer than expected, Zhinan could only feel her entire body shivering, the bone-corroding tiredness made her calves sore and numb, even squatting down to grab a fruit knife was a challenge.

She has no doubt that if she even relaxes her nerves a little, she would go limp onto the ground immediately.

The gradual loss of control of her body, made her entire being begin to be filled with terror.

Jiang Ting, why are you still not here?

Tears unconsciously slid down her cheeks, and with her blurred vision, she used great willpower to walk towards the study, but a few steps later, she was caught by a force on her shoulders, and in a whirlwind, she had fallen onto the sofa.

The tall, powerful body got above her and pressed her deeper into the sofa. Zhinan was startled, and a rush of heat surged through her abdomen instantly, as if she craved for a touch of such a nature.

“Go away.”

Her sound of refusal became a weak soft whimper that sounded more like an invitation to be intoxicated— very moving to the ears. Both men took a heavy inhale of breath.

This is killing me.

Zhang Guyang cracked his knuckles, leaning on the door, but his eyes were staring straight at the girl. Tang Ziyu wasn’t any better, with the softness pressed beneath, his eyes darkened.

“Mr. Jiang? His last name is Jiang?”

He grasped her chin and snorted, “Rejecting me because of him? I really thought you were pure and noble, but it turns out you found another man.”

“You’re but a hypocrite!”

The woman in his arms was soft to the touch, her cheeks were scarlet and her lips were delicate like honey,Tang Ziyu felt his whole being burned with lust and anger. He increased his force on her as she shook her head in resistance.

But when he saw the pain in the watery eyes, he unconsciously loosened his grip.

The heat in her body is getting increasingly harder to suppress, Zhinan has a strong urge to wrap her arms around him. Her fingernails dug deep into her palms, “It’s my freedom to decide who I make friends with.”

“I don’t owe you anything.”

The two lines she spoke with great difficulty, made the eyes of the man on top darkened, “Really, then does he know that you’re lying under me tonight?”

“Do you want me to tell him tomorrow?”

Her eyes that were filled with tears were beautiful beyond words, Tang Ziyu could feel his lower body burning with fire. He doesn’t want to hold back any longer, nor could he endure further.

He palmed her head and his head leaned in for a kiss.

“N-no!”

“Tang Ziyu you can’t do this.”

The head tilted in a desperate dodge, but couldn’t stop his hot k*sses that fell on her face, neck. Heavy breathing resounded by her ears as if eating her.

She fought back, grabbing and pushing him, but when he pinched her on a certain part of her arm, she was instantly overwhelmed with a surge of numbness and lost her strength.

Jiang Ting, come quickly! Please come quickly!

Her eyes were instantly wet.

The sounds of her sobs were fragile and pitiful, Tang Ziyu’s heart seized in pain, he said while panting, “Don’t be afraid, I’ll be very gentle.”

He wanted to soothe her with a k*ss, but it was avoided, and his k*sses fell on her face and ear instead. She was soft and smooth to the touch, making it hard for Tang Ziyu to hold back. He bit her earlobe and grind it softly with his teeth, satisfied to feel the small body’s trembling reaction.

The k*sses are getting heavier as it travelled downwards.

To be honest, Zhang Guyang is not fond of forced scenes, isn’t it great if the women obediently let him do as he pleases? Why bother going through the extra trouble of converting someone?

But this all changed when seeing the girl powerless to do anything; letting others do as they wanted. The pair of cold eyes filled with tears was a temptation to its fullest. Her whimpering was obviously one of refusal, but her blushing because of the drug, made it sound enchanting and melodious.

As the pair of big hands peel off her jacket to reveal her snowy-white shoulders, his lower abdomen tightened.

Before he could even have a closer look, loud sounds of banging resounded from the door, and soon after, came loud noises of machinery at work.

He froze, and in the next instant, the closed door was pushed open, through it walked a tall silhouette that almost blocked the rays of light from passing through when he stood by the door.

Jiang Ting spotted the girl on the sofa at a glance.

She was pressed down by the man, her top half-undone— the jade-like skin of her shoulder was decorated with little red marks. The once brightly lit fox eyes have become one filled with still water, staring blankly overhead, as if suffering its final ordeal.

It was only when she heard movement by the door, had she only slowly turned over; the pair of dead eyes blinked gently, stained with tears, as if a butterfly who had its wings wounded in a rainstorm— fallen, with no signs of breathing.

Jiang Ting saw in clarity, her teal pupils slowly filled with light, embarrassment, hope, and survival-like desire.

“Jiang- Mr. Jiang,” she reached an arm out to him weakly, “Jiang Ting, Jiang Ting.”

The drop of water that slid down abruptly from the bridge of her nose, was as if smashed into his heart, Jiang Ting’s pupils constricted.

The guards arrived by the door, he turned around and coldly reprimanded, “No one is to enter!”

Jiang Ting took off his suit jacket and strode forward. Tang Ziyou has long since gotten up and watched as he draped his coat over Zhinan, wrapping her securely.

From the second he entered the door, the girl’s eyes never left him, as if grasping onto a life-saving straw and hope.

Tang Ziyu frowned, “Brother Ting, you, ah!!!”

A sharp pain jolted up from his knee socket — Jiang Ting’s kick had him kneeling on the ground.