He tilted his head, studying her like a hunter studying cornered prey.
"Can't this young master control you? Is that it? Or is it that deep down, you know I already have?"
His voice dropped, rich with mockery. "You wanted to commit suicide, didn't you? Fine. I'll grant your wish."
She flinched, but his hand caught her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze.
"When you die," he continued smoothly, "I'll send your body… straight to Xiao Yan."
Her breath hitched sharply.
"And then," his eyes flicked toward the shimmering image between them, "we'll let him enjoy this little masterpiece together. Every sound, every look on your face."
Ye Chen's words slithered into Xiao Xun'er's ears like the whisper of a devil, chilling her to the bone. It was as if she had been plunged into an ice cellar—her whole body cold, her breath stolen, her soul trembling.
"No!" she gasped, her voice breaking.
"I'm not dying! Please… Master… don't do this…"
Panic swallowed her whole. Her flawless face, normally so composed, was now pale and twisted in fear. She clung to Ye Chen desperately, refusing to let go, her pleas tumbling out in a broken stream.
Dignity no longer mattered—only survival.
Ye Chen's lips curled upward, the glint in his eyes dark and cruel. After a moment's thought, he decided to press even harder.
"That's not all," he said, his tone low and deliberate.
"As long as you dare to die… or dare to disobey me…"
He leaned closer, letting his breath ghost over her ear.
"Not only will I show this little treasure to Xiao Yan… I'll send it to the Ancient Clan."
Her heart stopped.
"I wonder," he continued, savoring each word, "what your noble clan will think… when they see their proud eldest miss in such a filthy, desperate state. When they hear the way you moaned for me."
A shudder wracked her body, her face draining of color until she looked almost ghostly.
"No… no, I don't want that!" she cried, her voice trembling. "Master, please… I'll be good! I'll listen to you… I'll never disobey you again!"
Every word he spoke cut deeper than a blade, lodging in her chest and twisting cruelly. She could barely breathe, her mind teetering on the edge of collapse.
But at this moment, Xiao Xun'er was more terrified of death than ever before.
The price was too great—one she could never afford to pay.
"I won't die! I won't die again!" she sobbed, shaking her head wildly.
"Master… I know I was wrong!"
Her delicate face was streaked with tears, her voice breaking into raw, heart-wrenching cries.
Ye Chen watched her crumble. He decided she had been pushed far enough—too much strain now could harm her, and that wouldn't do.
With a flick of his wrist, the Dou Qi within the image crystal dispersed. The shimmering projection hanging in the air collapsed into nothing.
Her ragged sobs filled the silence.
"Alright, alright… enough tears," Ye Chen said, his tone softening in mock comfort.
"As long as you behave, why would I ever let anyone else see such a thing?"
He reached out, brushing a tear from her cheek with deliberate slowness.
"You are my most precious little treasure," he murmured. "I love you so much… I want to drown you in it, show you how deep my love runs."
A faint, possessive smile touched his lips.
"How could I ever bear to truly hurt you?"
Ye Chen hugged Xiao Xun'er's delicate body, his voice low and gentle as he comforted her.
In truth, what Ye Chen said came straight from his heart.
Xiao Xun'er was now his woman.
No matter what happened, he would never share this precious "video" with anyone else.
Otherwise, wouldn't that be punishing himself?
He wasn't that twisted.
Ye Chen had always been selfish when it came to his women.
"Really?"
"Master… you're not lying to me?"
Hearing his words, Xiao Xun'er finally stopped crying, her tear-stained eyes glimmering with a trace of doubt.
Bang!
Ye Chen's palm landed firmly on her soft buttocks.
"When has your master ever lied to you?"
Xiao Xun'er bit her lip.
In her heart, she thought, Haven't you lied to me enough?
But things had already come to this point—she had no choice but to believe him.
"Thank you, Master. Master, you are… so kind!"
With Ye Chen's reassurance, a small part of the weight on her chest eased.
And yet, at this very moment, she feared him even more.
She was terrified that if Ye Chen became displeased one day…
he might expose everything that had just happened.
Thinking of this, Xiao Xun'er hesitated for a moment, then couldn't help but say in a soft, flattering voice, "Master… I want it again."
Hearing this, Ye Chen was momentarily stunned.
His gaze fell on Xiao Xun'er's blushing, uneasy face.
That feeling surged instantly.
"Once?"
"How could once be enough?"
Ye Chen's lips curled into a wicked smile as he pulled Xiao Xun'er's delicate body tightly into his arms.
Ye Chen leaned in and kissed Xiao Xunr deeply, his hands caressing her soft skin as she moaned softly against his lips.
Their bodies entwined in a dance of passion, their love growing stronger with each passing second.
Their kiss became more passionate and intense, as their tongues intertwined and their bodies pressed together in a fiery embrace. Xiao Xunr's slender arms wrapped tightly around Ye Chen's neck, pulling him closer as she kissed him with a fierce hunger.
Ye Chen felt the heat of Xiao Xunr's body against his own, and he couldn't resist the urge to touch her.
His hand moved from her waist to her ample bosom, gently caressing them as Xiao Xunr moaned softly against his lips.
Ye Chen kissed her deeply, his tongue probing her mouth as he explored her soft lips and tasted her sweet breath.
Xiao Xunr responded eagerly, her body writhing beneath his touch as she gave herself up to the pleasure of their embrace.
Their tongues played together, exploring each other's mouths as their passion grew stronger with each passing moment.
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