"Tang Yan!"
Jin Mo placed her hands on her chest, trying to stop Tang Yan's movements, but he didn't care about her struggles and resistance. He pinned her hands above her head with one hand, while his other tore at her clothing.
The dress Jin Mo wore today was her favorite from her wardrobe, a Chanel-inspired design with pearl buttons, which now fell to the ground due to Tang Yan's rough treatment.
Jin Mo was gritting her teeth in anger, wanting to struggle but unable to break free from his control.
"Stop fighting back. I can't take it. If you keep moving like that, I'll make sure you can't leave the bed tomorrow!"
Tang Yan's voice was filled with both warning and an ambiguous tone, causing Jin Mo's body to freeze. She didn't dare to move again, fearing that even the slightest touch could incite the beast within him.
