My boyfriend's "bro" snipped the strap of my swimsuit and gave a smug smile. "It's just a game. You won't get mad, right, Chloe?" My boyfriend slung his arm around her and said dismissively: "Mad? Her? I just have to crook my finger and she'll come crawling right back to me." He was right. Ever since my succubus nature awakened, I was always... so uncomfortable. Amidst the roaring laughter of the crowd, I bent forward, clutching my chest, and suddenly saw a series of floating text—a bullet screen: [Here we go again with the cliché plot. The female lead gets emotionally and physically abused by the scumbag and his mistress, gets her heart broken, and finally leaves. Then the scumbag has an epiphany, grovels to win her back, and they live happily ever after?] [I swear, when will these hack authors stop writing this garbage? Give me my money back!] [Exactly! Is the female lead blind? Can't she just look at the 'Ascetic' guy sitting right next to her? Why do you think he always wears prayer beads and acts like an untouchable saint? It's because he has a serious addiction he's desperately suppressing! He has an entire basement full of toys. He's cold on the outside but completely unhinged! THAT'S what we premium members want to see!] I froze. Quietly, I sidged over to the most aloof, untouchable ascetic in the circle. Sensing his intense, overwhelming life force, I blushed, bit my lip, and asked in a tiny voice: "Hi. Can I kiss you?" 01 A dead silence fell over the entire room. "Chloe, what kind of joke is this? Get over here right now!" My boyfriend, Liam, instantly lost his composure, scolding me furiously. At the same time, he offered an apologetic smile to Julian. "She's just throwing a tantrum. Please don't lower yourself to her level, Mr. Sterling." Julian wasn't wearing a swimsuit. His white dress shirt was buttoned all the way up to his collar. He wore a string of prayer beads around his wrist, his expression was perfectly serene, and a faint scent of sandalwood lingered around him. He was someone they could never reach in their daily lives, and certainly someone they couldn't afford to offend. He lifted his eyes slightly, shooting me a brief, almost imperceptible glance. His eyes were like clear, translucent glass. My heart started pounding wildly. Could those floating comments be lying to me? This was a matter of life and death for my livelihood. Not long ago, my true nature as a succubus had awakened. I heard that a succubus's first heat cycle was exceptionally agonizing. I had to find prey to relieve the overwhelming desire. As the heat cycle drew closer, I was finding it harder and harder to control myself. The dark, pulsing heat rising within me made me feel constantly feverish and terribly uncomfortable... I tagged along with Liam to this party precisely because I intended to use him to get through my heat cycle. He was decent-looking, had a good height—I figured he wouldn't be too disappointing in other areas, right? But before I could even test the goods, his "bro," Sarah, intercepted him. They were just playing Truth or Dare. Sarah was sitting on Liam's lap, feeding him a blueberry mouth-to-mouth. They kissed until a string of saliva connected them, making everyone scream with excitement. Amidst the cheering, Sarah wrapped her arms around Liam's neck and winked at me smugly. "Liam was just helping me out. We're bros, we've always messed around like this. You don't mind, right, Chloe?" I bit my lip, my eyelashes fluttering. I put on a perfect display of someone deeply hurt and broken, yet trying to endure it with hidden devotion. This is one of the classic techniques we succubi use to lure our prey. The highest-tier hunters always appear as prey themselves. Once a succubus awakens, they subconsciously radiate an intoxicating, seductive charm. My pitiful, vulnerable appearance instantly drew the heated gazes of the men around us. Sarah gritted her teeth in hatred. Under the guise of a game, she had snipped the strap of my swimsuit. My pure white swimsuit was accented with pink bows, giving off an innocent, girlish vibe. It perfectly highlighted my figure, making me look simultaneously pure and incredibly alluring. With the bikini top slipping, exposing a large expanse of pale skin and a deep cleavage... I was dangerously close to a complete wardrobe malfunction. I let out a small gasp, wrapping my arms tightly around the thin fabric over my chest, looking like I was about to burst into tears. Like a fragile, helpless little bunny, which only made the malicious, predatory stares around me even hotter. In the next round of the game, unsurprisingly, I lost. My Dare: [French kiss a member of the opposite sex for ten minutes.] Amidst a chorus of malicious, mocking laughter, Liam, still holding Sarah in his lap, casually hooked a finger at me, looking slightly annoyed. "I really don't know what to do with you. Come here, Chloe." The crowd cheered him on: "Liam's got his girl completely trained! Such a beautiful girlfriend, and she's so obedient." "Liam's living the dream, a girl in each arm!" I felt a wave of disgust. That mouth was literally just kissed by Sarah. And now he expects me to kiss it? Nobody likes eating someone else's leftovers. Just as I was debating what to do, I saw those floating comments. Without a second thought, I sat down right next to the legendary, untouchable ascetic, Julian. He felt cool to the touch, yet he radiated an incredibly rich, intoxicating life force. He smelled so good... I swallowed hard. My entire body felt like it had been set on fire. I was so thirsty. So hot... I absolutely refused to touch Liam's leftovers now. The man next to me was completely covered, wearing a long-sleeved shirt and trousers. Broad shoulders, a narrow waist, long legs... yet he sat as stiffly and virtuously as a monk. It made you want to... rip open his pristine white shirt, bite down on his elegant neck, pin his vein-lined hands to the bed, and utterly destroy all of his aloof, untouchable dignity! Drag him down from his high-and-mighty pedestal and devour him entirely... It was incredibly thrilling! My eyes lit up. To get a taste of this absolute delicacy, I pulled out all the stops. I tightened my arms around my chest, making my curves look even more pronounced. My soft body accidentally-on-purpose brushed against his arm, then I quickly and shyly pulled away. Looking up at him from the absolute perfect angle, I blinked my watery, doe eyes. With blushing cheeks, I bit my lip and asked in a tiny voice: "Hi. Can I kiss you?" He slowly lowered his eyes, remaining silent. Not one to give up easily, I prepared to try again. But Liam suddenly rushed over, grabbing my arm, trying to yank me away from Julian. "I apologize, Mr. Sterling. She doesn't know any better. She ruined your mood." I mentally cursed him for ruining my mood. I let out a fake, frightened squeak. As I yanked my arm free, I conveniently delivered a resounding slap across Liam's face. Taking advantage of the momentum, I threw myself directly into Julian's arms. During the struggle, the thin fabric of my swimsuit drifted gracefully to the floor. My soft curves pressed tightly against Julian's chest. As I tackled him onto the sofa, I made sure to give his chest a good squeeze. So firm. So much muscle... Julian's Adam's apple bobbed. He let out a suppressed, muffled groan. That sound made my entire body melt. I collapsed completely against him. I was starving for it. I was so hungry, and he was so incredibly tempting... 02 If the protagonist of this steamy, scandalous scene were anyone else, the screams from the crowd would have capsized the boat. But this was Julian. Everyone was dead silent. No one dared to even breathe. Only the bullet screen was going absolutely insane: [Holy shit?! What is the female lead doing??? Is she trying to use the aloof ascetic to make the male lead jealous? Getting back at him for flirting with his 'bro' right in front of her?] [Since when do abused female leads have these kinds of moves? She's supposed to be an innocent little bunny! Her swimsuit got cut, she must feel helpless, so she went to the ascetic second male lead because she thinks he's cold and celibate and won't do anything to her!] [Agreed with above. The male lead's scummy friends were looking at her like they wanted to eat her. The ascetic second male lead is the only decent guy here. He's much safer.] [Safer? Hahahaha, this is literally walking right into the wolf's den! If she actually manages to break his seal, I don't even want to imagine what happens next... hehehe...] [The ascetic second male lead is totally faking it! He's been suppressing it for ages! He acts all cold and detached on the outside, but if we didn't already know he only came to this party for the female lead, he might have actually fooled us!] [LMAO, I wonder who it is that chants sutras, meditates, and plays with prayer beads all day, but gets pushed into complete villainy by the intense tension between the male and female leads later on? The guy literally has a solid gold birdcage and ankle chains prepped in secret~] [Why doesn't the female lead just consider the second male lead, boohoo... Even though his face is cold, he's hot everywhere else! Even though his words are hard, he's harder everywhere else!] [The commenter above needs to put some pants on. This is a comment section, not a no man's land.] I stared blankly at the comments, swallowing hard. I peeked down at the man I was pinning to the sofa. A jaw-droppingly gorgeous face that could command any room, pale skin, clear, shallow eyes. He exuded an otherworldly, untouched aura of purity. He actually liked someone? And that someone was... me? Bullet screen, you better not be lying to me. Our eyes met. Julian snapped back to reality as if he'd been electrocuted, instinctively trying to push me away. I braced myself, let out a soft whimper, and clung to him tightly. I pressed myself firmly against his chest, trembling slightly. With a tearful, pleading voice, I begged: "Please... Mr. Sterling, don't... don't look at me..." Julian's hands froze instantly. A hazy mist clouded his clear eyes. A brilliant flush of red rapidly bloomed across his pale cheeks, spreading all the way to the tips of his ears, completely exploding. Oh my. I keenly sensed a very specific change pressing against me. I purposefully, accidentally rubbed against it. Julian's breath hitched. Even his abs locked tight. The size seems very impressive. I couldn't be more satisfied! But on the outside, I widened my doe eyes in feigned terror, biting my lip in distress: "M-Mr. Sterling... how could you..." Julian's eyes darkened. He reached out, grabbed a towel from nearby, and draped it over my shoulders. Even after he propped himself up, I was still sitting securely in his lap. Mm, excellent core strength. His lower body strength... is also fantastic. Clearly, the bullet screen thought so too: [He just effortlessly lifted her up with him! That core strength, those hips! If he held her up while standing... I can't even imagine how amazing that would feel!] [Stop, he's probably already dying of pleasure! The female lead is so soft, so pale, so curvy, and they're pressed skin-to-skin! He's definitely regretting wearing a shirt today!] [A hundred years from now, Julian's epitaph will read: "My greatest regret in life was wearing a white dress shirt to a swimsuit party."] Despite being incredibly tense and having burning red ears, the look Julian gave me was still freezing cold. Like he was looking at some filthy creature that had tainted him. If it weren't for those comments and the very enthusiastic response from 'Little Julian'... I really wouldn't have dared to get this close to him. Heh. What a faker. I didn't move away. Instead, I wrapped my arms around his neck. I tilted my head up, pressed my lips against his cherry-blossom pink ones, and gave him a soft kiss. The man's heartbeat, pressed flush against me, instantly became deafeningly loud. Under the towel, the hand gripping my waist tightened abruptly. With a force that felt like he was trying to meld me into his own body... 03 "Chloe! What the hell are you doing?! Let go of Mr. Sterling right now!" Liam finally let out a shrill, hysterical scream. He wanted to pull me away, but he was too intimidated by Julian's status. He just paced around anxiously. I pulled away with agonizing reluctance, explaining innocently: "But... the rules of the game say I have to kiss for ten minutes. And it has to be a French kiss..." The room was dead silent. No one dared to speak. They wanted to play this vulgar game to embarrass and humiliate me. But who would dare pull that kind of stunt on Julian Sterling? I blinked my watery doe eyes, my cheeks flushed, and politely asked in a whisper: "Mr. Sterling, can I kiss you?" I let out the tip of my bright red tongue. "A kiss... right here." Julian's eyes went dark. His Adam's apple bobbed, and his jaw clenched almost imperceptibly. Sitting in his lap, I intentionally rubbed against him, acting spoiled. His breathing grew heavy, and his hands locked onto my waist in a death grip. He forced a single sound from his throat: "Mm." Having received permission, I carefully kissed him. Julian's reaction was inexperienced and passive. The muffled groan he couldn't suppress was deep, raspy, and incredibly magnetic. So seductive... Unable to contain my excitement, I audaciously pried his lips open. While tangling my tongue with his, I greedily feasted on his abundant life force. It felt so good. I wanted so much more... An unspeakable heat wave surged from the top of my head, spreading downward. Ugh... I can barely hide my ears and tail anymore... I nuzzled against Julian's lips, offering a soft, seductive temptation: "Mr. Sterling... I really want to eat you whole..." As if layers of chains had suddenly snapped, the wild beast imprisoned for so long finally saw the light of day. Julian's gaze sharpened, and he suddenly, ferociously kissed me back... [Wait a minute, this characterization seems off for the female lead, right? What happened to the innocent little bunny? Why is she clinging to the ascetic second male lead and refusing to let go?] [I thought it was weird earlier! Since when does the abused female lead take the initiative with another man? Aren't they usually supposed to preserve their purity for the scumbag male lead?] [Pfft! Preserve her purity for a cheating scumbag? What, does she need to build a chastity monument for him? Wearing mourning clothes would be more appropriate!] [The female lead is impure, so disgusting! I'm gonna throw up! The male lead is right there and she's cheating with the second male lead! That's so shameless!] [LMAO, this game was exactly what the scumbag and his friends wanted to play, wasn't it? Is anyone in this room actually 'pure'? Why are you only picking on the female lead? Just admit you hate women!] [Seconded! Honestly, the most 'pure' people in this room are probably the ascetic second male lead and the female lead! This plot development is amazing! More, more, don't stop!] Ten minutes was barely enough for an appetizer. The deep, tangled kiss finally ended. Julian's clear eyes were completely glazed over, his lips stained a deep red, his face full of an unsatisfied, heavy lust. The aloof ascetic had been entirely dragged down from his pedestal. Thankfully, I was the only one who could see it. I was incredibly excited. I couldn't help but pat his flushed cheek: "Mr. Sterling, the ten minutes are up~" 04 Julian retreated to his room early, and no one dared to stop him. Liam was boiling with rage, but he didn't dare explode. He could only stand there while his 'bros' exchanged knowing glances, silently mocking him for being cuckolded right in front of them. He glared at me viciously, wanting to lash out. I ignored him, wrapped the towel around myself, and went back to my room to change. While I was rummaging through my things, Sarah walked in unannounced. "Chloe, I really underestimated you. Liam actually said you were innocent. Looks like you know exactly what you're doing!" Her contemptuous tone was dripping with hostility. "I, Sarah, despise fake, pretentious green tea bitches like you the most! Acting all weak and pitiful, being so incredibly fake—isn't it all just to seduce men?" Now that I'd had a taste of the absolute best, I had completely lost interest in Liam. I didn't even have the energy to pretend anymore. "Mhm, you're absolutely right. You're so amazing, Sarah. Being a 'tomboy' means you get to French kiss your 'bro'. Unlike me, who actually has to pretend to be weak and pitiful." Sarah choked, completely caught off guard. Her face turned an ugly shade of red. "What do you mean by that?!" I ignored her. "Chloe, you better explain yourself!" She charged forward and snatched my bag. "Believe it or not, I'll throw your bag into the ocean so you have absolutely nothing to wear!" I blinked innocently. "Wow, you're so fierce and manly! You're practically radiating masculine energy! I'm so scared~" Unable to swallow her anger, Sarah actually threw my bag straight out the window into the ocean. She smugly dropped a threat: "Chloe, crossing me won't do you any good! Not a single girl on this boat will lend you clothes. Let's see what you do now!" I shrugged carelessly. "You're so mean, Sarah! What am I supposed to do now? I guess I'll just have to go ask the boys to lend me some clothes~ I'm sure they'd be more than happy to help me out, right?" Sarah never expected me to answer with such blatant shamelessness. She cursed loudly: "Chloe! You... you despicable, shameless fox demon!" What a coincidence. My true succubus form was literally a red fox. I let out a burst of laughter. I patted Sarah on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Sarah, you're the only one who treats a piece of garbage like Liam as a prize. 'Bros'? Don't make me laugh. You know exactly what your intentions are." "Why fight over a two-legged man? Since you like him so much, you can have that trash." "As for me, I'm off to enjoy a real delicacy~!" 05 I messed up my hair on purpose and rubbed a few red marks onto my neck and shoulders. Wrapped tightly in the towel, I knocked on Julian's door. Julian had already reverted to his meticulously neat, aloof persona. It was as if nothing had happened earlier. I hunched my shoulders and whispered pitifully: "Mr. Sterling... can I come in?" Julian frowned: "Miss Vance, this is inappropriate." Dead man, still putting on an act. I wonder who it was just a few minutes ago, standing at attention the second I hugged him, gripping my waist like a vice the second I kissed him. My eyes instantly turned red, and I sobbed: "I'm sorry, I know I'm causing trouble for you, but I... I really don't know who else to turn to..." "They threw my bag into the ocean... and those guys are, are..." "I'm too scared to go to them, so I came to find you..." Crystal-clear tears rolled down my eyelashes. I bit my lip and clutched the towel tightly to cover my chest. Messy hair, ambiguous red marks, humiliating tears, a broken me. Perfect! Not far away, the party had resumed its rowdiness. I heard voices approaching, joking loudly: "Liam's little girlfriend is really something else. I wonder if he's blind, still messing around with Sarah. 'Bros,' yeah right!" "What girlfriend? He already said he was just playing around. But that body, and her swimsuit was cut... I'm literally aching right now. If Liam is just going to leave a stunner like that alone, he should let me have a turn!" "I wonder where that cut swimsuit went. I wanted to use it later..." I threw myself into Julian's arms in terror, shivering and pleading pitifully: "Mr. Sterling, please help me, I'm begging you, please..." Julian caught me, half-resisting, half-accepting. Well, the first time is awkward, the second time is easy. The veins on his arms bulged, as if he were trying desperately to restrain something. "Miss Vance, I am a man too." I looked up at him innocently: "Huh?" "You can't just casually walk into a man's room." The dimly lit room stretched endlessly behind him, like an abyss waiting to devour someone. I traced small circles on his chest with my finger, speaking in an exaggeratedly sweet, baby voice: "Is that so? Why is that?" Julian abruptly grabbed my wandering hand. His fingers were long and strong. The teasing voices in the hallway were getting closer. Julian's hoarse voice carried a hint of gritted teeth. "Chloe, if you dare to come in, don't you dare regret it!" The towel draped over me was roughly yanked away, and I was dragged into the room. 06 The bullet screen had been exploding non-stop since earlier: [!!! Can someone please tell me what kind of plot development this is??? Did we suddenly change channels from a PG rating to an R rating? This is way too exciting!] [Ahhhh, the female lead is definitely doing this on purpose, right? Who said she was an innocent little bunny? Her entire character concept just shattered! How is the male lead supposed to abuse her physically and mentally, and then go through a groveling redemption arc for a happy ending now?] [Why the hell would we want a happy ending with the scumbag? I think the ascetic second male lead absolutely destroys the male lead! The way the female lead is seducing him is perfect! Don't stop!] [So her innocent, pure act was all fake? The way she verbally destroyed the second female lead was so sarcastic and amazing! I want her to teach a masterclass, hahaha! This is so much better than that garbage abuse plot!] [This pairing—the aloof ascetic with a secret addiction X the pure-but-seductive succubus—is AMAZING!] [So the next part is exactly what I think it is, right?! Hurry, hurry! My premium member's pants just magically flew away!] [Yes, sisters, yes!] The lights in the room were off. I was thrown onto the bed. Julian's white dress shirt was tossed over my head, blocking my vision. The elegant scent of sandalwood lingering on the collar was intoxicating. I pulled the shirt away, excitedly preparing for my feast. Then I heard him say: "Put this on first. I'll buy you new clothes once we dock." The bullet screen was just as incredulous as I was: [??? Second male lead, are you serious??? Are you actually trying to achieve enlightenment or something???] [I thought the long-suffering, innocent female leads in these angst novels had the most endurance. But you! My ascetic second male lead! You are the true Ninja Turtle!] [Ascetic bro, you really are a true monk. Maybe you should take a look at the massive tent in your pants before you speak?] [Ascetic second male lead, stop acting! Stop acting! I'm literally begging you! I'm holding it in so hard I'm about to explode!] [I am Buddha. Ascetic second male lead, I hereby grant you permission to return to secular life. O ascetic with the hidden power of addiction, reveal your true strength before the female lead. I, the Buddha who made a pact with you, command you: SEAL RELEASE!] I accidentally let out a laugh at the comments. Julian's expression instantly turned deadly serious. His clear eyes were exceptionally cold and emotionless: "Is this funny to you?" I hugged his shirt and asked tentatively: "Mr. Sterling, are you angry?" Julian pressed his lips together and didn't speak. Using the dim light, I shamelessly admired his body. Cold, pale skin, elegant collarbones, and on his full pecs... Mm, a sweet shade of pink. Solid abs, a tight waist, and an alluring V-line trailing down into... I stared blankly. I didn't want to be human anymore. I pitched my voice up again, dragging out the syllables in a teasing question: "So, is baby angrier up here, or angrier down there?" 07 Julian had definitely never been teased like this before. He instantly turned bright red. The flush spread from his ears all the way down the back of his neck. He scolded me strictly: "Miss Vance, you are Liam's girlfriend. Please have some self-respect!" If it weren't for those comments, I probably would have genuinely been scared by his icy reprimand. I looked at him with sparkling eyes, entirely unbothered: "He just did that with another girl and let them bully me. He's not my boyfriend anymore." Julian's face was like a sheet of ice. "Even so, I am not a man you can just fool around with, Miss Vance." "If you're just looking for a way to salvage your relationship or cure your loneliness through these methods, go find someone else." He turned and walked into the bathroom. Soon, the sound of running water echoed. I bit my lip, grinding my teeth in frustration. I slowly put on his shirt. It enveloped me entirely in his sandalwood scent. It felt exactly like being held tightly in his arms. His scent was all over me... The heat wave I had suppressed for so long surged back with a vengeance. It spread like wildfire, completely out of control. The air itself felt hot, damp, and heavy. "Mm..." I let out an involuntary moan, hugging a pillow in unbearable heat. The elegant sandalwood scent seemed to seep directly into my body. Ugh... I really can't take it anymore... Perhaps it was Julian's stimulation. My heat cycle had officially begun. But he was still acting so freezing cold. What was I supposed to do? Did he really have no interest in me? Suddenly, the bullet screen exploded again: [HOLY SHIT! Male lead, what are you doing??? Using the sound of the shower to aggressively reward yourself is one thing, but why is the female lead's bow swimsuit in there with you?!!! Even though the swimsuit is ruined, are you trying to completely destroy the bow right now???] [Good lord, I was wondering where the female lead's swimsuit went. So you had it the whole time! You've got fast hands, kid! (in more ways than one)] [He was just acting like an untouchable saint who saw through the illusions of the mortal world, serious and rigid like a monk cultivating his spirit... but behind closed doors, you're really playing hard, aren't you, Ascetic Bro?!] [The female lead was so seductive just now! 'Where are you angrier' had me dying laughing. She's too good at this! Hahaha] [But the ascetic bro is still acting all high and mighty. What if the female lead gives up? Female lead, please don't give up on the second male lead, boohoo! I'm still waiting to see you guys go at it seven times in one night! The ascetic second male lead can definitely handle it, I promise!] I narrowed my eyes and licked my lips. Heh. Dog. He really knows how to act. Fine. I guess I'll play with you one last time. 08 Julian came out of the shower. I had already put on his white dress shirt and buttoned it all the way to the top. His shirt was oversized. On me, it slipped down, exposing a large swath of my pale shoulder and neck. It was the absolute classic "boyfriend shirt" look. The white fabric was slightly sheer, and I wasn't wearing anything underneath. As I breathed, the curves of my body were tantalizingly visible. Julian immediately looked away, refusing to meet my eyes. I got out of bed and walked toward the door. "Mr. Sterling, thank you for taking me in. I'm sorry for being a burden." I reached for the doorknob, but Julian's footsteps faltered. He quickly stepped behind me, his voice tight with hidden frustration: "Looking like that, where exactly do you think you're going?" I offered a tragic, faint smile. "Mr. Sterling, you're right. I am exactly the kind of lonely, desperate woman you said I was." "Since you don't like me at all, I'll listen to you. I'll go find someone else like a good girl. I won't bother you ever again..." SLAM! Julian slammed his hand against the door, violently shutting the sliver I had managed to open. His breathing was incredibly close. His large, imposing frame completely engulfed me in his shadow. His voice was hoarse, every word seemingly ground out through clenched teeth: "Chloe, you are not leaving." "You are not allowed to find anyone else." I whimpered, acting terribly wronged: "Mr. Sterling, you can't do this." "You clearly don't want me. Why are you trying to trap me so aggressively?" Julian went silent. But the chest pressed firmly against my back was heaving violently. I couldn't stop a triumphant smirk from forming on my lips, but I said: "...I'm in so much pain. I know you don't want me, but someone out there will..." "Mr. Sterling, please let me go..." "No!" Julian's monk-like composure was crumbling rapidly. It was time to add the final, lethal dose of fuel to the fire. A fluffy, fiery-red fox tail suddenly slipped out from beneath the hem of the shirt, wrapping seductively around Julian's leg. It was a vibrant, almost vulgar shade of red. But it made the man behind me stop breathing entirely. I panicked, desperately pulling at the hem of the shirt, trying frantically to hide the tail. But my arms and the tight fabric only served to further accentuate my chest. The thin material couldn't hide anything at all... I cried and begged: "Mr. Sterling, don't look at me, please..." "Please let me go. If you drag this out any longer, I really won't be able to take it..." Julian's ascetic resolve shattered into a million pieces. Veins popped on his powerful arms as he wrapped them around my waist, violently yanking me back flush against his chest. He buried his face in the crook of my neck. His voice was incredibly quiet and muffled: "Not. Letting. Go." "You're not allowed to leave. You're not allowed to find anyone else!" "You can only come to me. It can only be me..." The untouchable flower on the high peak had finally crashed completely into the mud. I was so excited my ears popped out too. This was way too thrilling! The bullet screen was losing its collective mind: [Oh my god, what kind of supernatural fantasy is this?! The ascetic monk x the fox demon female lead! This is top-tier! If you knew who I shipped, you'd know how lucky I feel right now~] [? So the innocent little bunny female lead is actually a red fox succubus? No wonder! This pure-yet-seductive energy has completely hooked him! She's got him entirely under her control!] [Hiss, pant... hurry up and get to the good part! My premium member tires are literally sparking!!!] I couldn't wait any longer either. I was starving. I melted into Julian's arms, taking control and hugging him back. Just as I was about to kiss him, I saw that the corners of his eyes were flushed red, his gaze shattered and vulnerable. "Mr. Sterling?" He looked at me with an expression of pure, tragic heartbreak. He looked like he was about to shatter into pieces. "Chloe, I am not a tool for you to use to make someone else jealous." "And I am definitely not someone else's replacement." "You are not allowed to treat me like that." [Oh my god! Why didn't anyone tell me that once the ascetic monk breaks his vows, he evolves into an obsessive, devoted, fragile little wife?! Who's going crazy? I'M GOING CRAZY!!!] [I've learned so much today. So when the untouchable saint is dragged off his pedestal, he turns into a pathetic, wet puppy terrified of being played with and abandoned? THIS is the exact flavor I wanted! So incredibly satisfying!] [The Female Lead: A fake, innocent little flower. But you, my second male lead! YOU are the true, innocent little flower!] [Help, why is the screen black?! Are you bullying me because I haven't paid for a premium membership?! I'm going to buy one right now, boohoo! Second male lead, please don't finish too fast!!!] [Meanwhile, a prestigious annual premium member casually walks by, proudly displaying their golden badge.]
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