"That's it? I'm just getting started."
No matter what Tang Yan said, Jin Mo paid no attention at all, feeling as though her body had been hollowed out, completely devoid of strength.
...
The long night stretched on, and Jin Mo didn't know when she fell asleep, only remembering Tang Yan, that beast, showing no restraint at all, as if he wanted to drain her dry.
The large bed was empty, with only her on it; Tang Yan was nowhere to be found, his figure was not in the bedroom.
She slowly sat up, her body aching as if it had fallen apart. The ambiguous stains on the sheets were all there, reminding Jin Mo of what had happened the night before.
Jin Mo moved her body a bit, and just as she stood up from the bed, she had to quickly hold on to the edge, barely able to stand straight, her body swaying slightly with little stars flashing before her eyes.
