Shen Yue closed her eyes, her long, thick eyelashes casting a shadow on her fair face. She was truly beautiful, possessing a beauty brimming with desire.
Even if she did nothing, just standing there would stir the darkest, most wicked desires in people's hearts.
Her raven-black hair contrasted with her snow-white neck, stirring something in Shi Wei's heart, making his throat feel a little dry.
He dared not go too far, so he continued to restrain himself, knowing that now was not the optimal time.
He needed to wait, to wait for a while longer.
A few streaks of red appeared in his eyes, and his breathing gradually quickened.
"Your Highness..."
Even though he knew he would receive no response, he still wanted to call out. This gave him a sense of forbidden pleasure.
To touch her, that would be impossible in this lifetime.
The aloof Fourth Prince was now lying beneath him.
Lowering his head, he slowly drew closer. His high-bridged nose brushed against the skin of her neck. The faint, warm fragrance became more intense, like fine threads coiling around his entire heart.
Shi Wei sniffed excitedly, then inhaled deeply.
His usually fair and refined face contorted with such an exaggerated and ferocious expression.
The surging hot blood seemed to be screaming, every nerve fiber craving intensely.
After a period of infatuation, he finally lifted his head slightly, his dry, soft lips kissing that patch of fair, delicate skin.
His face was flushed with obsession; even a simple touch sent him to the pinnacle of excitement.
She smelled so good.
So soft, so beautiful.
He wished he could chew her up and swallow her, to become one, never to be separated.
Uncontrollable malice and desire surged from his base nature.
His breathing grew more labored, Shi Wei panting with excitement. He was immersed in his beautiful fantasy, unaware that Shen Yue's eyelashes, which should have been closed, fluttered, and then her eyes opened.
Her body was pinned down by the tall figure, so heavy it was almost impossible to breathe.
Shen Yue's gaze slowly turned icy. She lowered her eyes slightly. Her pale skin was sickly white, and the cinnabar mole at the corner of her eye seemed even more vibrant.
Her fingers, hidden in her sleeves, tightened, her knuckles turning white.
Her expression was too calm, as if she were not the one being violated.
She raised her hand and fiercely gripped the man's hair, pulling hard.
Shi Wei's scalp throbbed with pain, and he was forced to look up. Their eyes met.
One cold, one hot.
Shen Yue saw the undisguised excitement and yearning on that refined and handsome face. To her surprise, Shi Wei showed no panic when she woke up; instead, he smiled, a low chuckle suppressed in his throat, his chest vibrating slightly.
He extended his scarlet tongue, licking his lips, a gesture both wicked and tantalizingly raw.
Then, in the next moment, he was thrown down. The body pressing on Shen Yue felt like a thousand pounds. The back of his head hit the ground, and Shen Yue's vision blurred as she gasped in pain.
Shen Yue's awakening only made him more brazen.
Since he had already been discovered, it didn't matter if he acted even more outrageously.
An angry Highness was also beautiful.
Shi Wei had completely lost his reason, panting like a beast. Shen Yue happened to glance up and met his eyes, filled with shadow, madness, and deep affection. Then, a sharp pain shot through her neck.
Shen Yue instinctively gripped the man's hair, trying to wrench his head away, but the man, as if devoid of pain, clamped down on that patch of flesh, as if wanting to bite it off and chew it.
Her jade-like fingertips clutched the man's hair, trembling slightly from the sting. Her dark veins bulged slightly against her pale skin due to the excessive force, forming beautiful patterns on the back of her hand.
Shen Yue's chin was forcefully tilted up, as if trying to escape, but this action only pushed her neck further into the mouth of the famished wolf.
Her exquisitely drawn brows knitted slightly in pain. She then bit her lip, pressing those already vibrant red lips until they were a bloody crimson, like a poisonous poppy, stirring the darkness within.
Shen Yue had no idea how much her appearance made people want to commit crimes, to shatter her violently and forcefully.
"Guards!"
Soon, the man was pulled away by guards who rushed in. It took them considerable effort to tear the two apart.
Shen Yue got up, clutching her neck, her face a dark and terrifying shade.
Shen Yaojin worriedly placed his hands on Shen Yue's shoulders. His gaze lingered on her full, dew-kissed rose-like red lips for two seconds before he hastily spoke.
"Fourth Brother, are you alright? Let me see if it's serious."
Shen Yue flung his hand away, her expression grim as she spat out a single word.
"Scram."
She even gave him a mocking glance, as if ridiculing how clumsy his act was, how easily it could be seen through.
Shen Yaojin awkwardly withdrew his hand, a flicker of darkness in his eyes, but it quickly reverted to its original state.
Shen Yue was almost amused to anger. She had long known there was something wrong with the wine, so she had secretly spat it out when Shen Yaojin wasn't looking.
She also wanted to see what Shen Yaojin was truly up to, so she went along with his plan, feigning unconsciousness.
She never expected such a spectacle to unfold.
Shen Yaojin truly had cunning means, and his heart was undeniably cruel. What did he take her for?
Her stomach churned violently, and Shen Yue's face paled slightly as she suppressed the urge to vomit.
Shi Wei, pinned to the ground, did not struggle. He merely managed to lift his head, smiling at Shen Yue.
His disguise was torn, revealing his madness.
Infatuated and deranged.
It was so disgusting, yet so familiar to Shen Yue. She truly wished she could gouge out Shi Wei's eyes to quell her resentment.
She walked over, stepped on the man's head, and forcefully ground it left and right twice, laughing with a chilling edge, "Shi Wei, I underestimated you. You are truly capable."
His clean-cut face was distorted by her foot. The tip of his tongue still tasted sweet blood, carrying an indescribable sensuality.
He reached out his burning hand, grasping Shen Yue's overly slender ankle. The touch was exceptionally smooth and delicate.
The man's voice was hoarse to a grating degree.
As if in submission.
"Your Highness..."
Shen Yue froze for a moment, her expression growing even darker. She moved her foot away and looked down at the man prostrate at her feet.
With the tip of her shoe, she provocatively hooked his chin.
"Do you know the price of betraying me?"
Shi Wei showed no fear. His pale, bloodless face seemed to carry a faint smile, yet his lips were stained with blood, like a man-eating demon.
He lowered his eyes and, obediently, spoke again.