The feeling of ascending from Hell to heaven, only to fall back into Hell, is truly...
"Since you've exposed me, there's no need for you to live either. Tonight, I'll rip you to shreds!" The count smirked wickedly, pursing his lips.
Li Wan recalled each time the count demanded from her, his sharp nails would dig deeply into her body, and the sharp teeth biting her shoulders, neck, and legs caused excruciating pain...
To him, she was nothing more than a tool for his release.
"No... I beg you, just kill me." Li Wan closed her eyes in despair.
She would truly rather die than endure that feeling again.
"But can you resist being 'addictive'?" The count took out a pill from his pocket.
Upon seeing the pill, Li Wan's expression changed immediately.
Her eyes revealed emotions of desire, struggle, and pain.
In the end, Li Wan couldn't resist the temptation of being "addictive."
