The man's mysterious, heterochromatic eyes grew even more captivating in the darkness, seeming to pull the entire room into a strange world. She could feel the distinct touch of his fingers on her lips...
Hearing his low, calm, yet husky voice, Yu Zhizhi didn't know why, but her heartbeat suddenly became deafeningly clear.
The silent night, the cold moonlight, his slender fingers, those heterochromatic eyes that looked as if they could swallow her whole, and the cool spider silk binding her body bit by bit...
A deep and ardent kiss.
A tremor Yu Zhizhi couldn't suppress ran through her. He suddenly lifted her up and set her down on the bookcase.
She sat there as he interlaced his fingers with hers.
The Lord of Paradise's muted, husky voice whispered in her ear, "If you can't take it, you can try begging for mercy."
Begging for mercy...
'Sob... Spider is a liar! I begged for mercy, but it was completely useless!'
