"Mmmph..."
A stifled moan escaped from Su Yun's lips instinctively.
Ye Tian rubbed his stubble cheek against her trembling mounds, and his arms clamped around her slender waist, pulling her closer inside of him.
Su Yun felt as though her insides were on fire.
'This... this isn't right!' her mind screamed at her, 'Push him away!'
Yet her body betrayed her. Her limbs felt like jelly.
The raw scent of a man so close overwhelmed her senses, making her head spin with lust.
Down below, her pussy was soaking her inner thighs with an intense, humiliating wetness that she hadn't felt in a decade.
It was an ache she thought had been buried a long time ago. But now it was roaring back to life in the presence of a dominant stud.
And she felt the urge to surrender. After all, it was the law of the jungle demanding she be bred.
And Ye Tian?
The bastard was wide awake, his eyes gleaming.
'Heh. What a catch.'
Ye Tian's eyes were still closed, but his mind was clear as a mountain spring. The nightmare had ended the moment his beloved Aunt Su held him in her arms.
Right now he was simply a lucky bastard reaping the rewards of playing the pitiful wounded bird.
He marvelled at the sinful plushness of Su Yun's skin, and the way her big breasts seemed to mould around his face. He could feel her heart hammering against his cheek like a trapped sparrow.
'Aunt Su has the body of a temptress,' Ye Tian thought, fighting back a lecherous grin, 'If those stuckup, arrogant doctors at her hospital could see their icy, untouchable Director Su being pinned down and nuzzled by a stray like me, they would likely cough up six litres of blood and drop dead in nine seconds.'
'Wait a moment. Did you catch that? Six litres. Nine seconds. Put those two numbers together and what do you get?'
'You get the only number that matters in a situation like this.'
'Now don't roll your eyes. I know you spotted it. You are practically begging for Aunt Su to turn around and make that number a reality just as much as Ye Tian is.'
'I would ask you to get your minds out of the gutter, but let's be honest, we are no saints. We are all quite comfortable down here, aren't we?'
And Ye Tian was no saint either. For God's sake he was a man.
And though he played the part of the innocent, amnesiac boy, his inner nature was wild, untamed, and shamelessly greedy.
He moved his head slightly, letting his lips brush against the swell of her breast, just above the silk neckline.
"Unngh..." Su Yun bit her lip, her face flushing red. Her body went rigid, and her toes curled in her slippers.
She was sinking too fast. The utter depravity of it. The age gap between them, with a boy she saved and the fact her husband was just downstairs added a spice to the encounter that was downright intoxicating.
'I can't... I can't let this continue,' Su Yun thought desperately. If she stayed here another ten seconds, she might actually do something that would destroy her reputation.
"Ye... Ye Tian!" she choked out, her voice breathless and husky, "Wake up! You are just dreaming!"
Ye Tian decided not to push his luck. A wise hunter knows when to release the trap to catch bigger prey later.
He groaned dramatically, fluttering his eyelids open. He made sure to look dazed and confused.
"Huh… Aunt Su?" He released his grip, letting his arms fall to the side, "What... What are you doing here? What happened?"
Su Yun scrambled off him as if the bed was on fire. She stood up, frantically adjusting her nightgown, pulling the fabric up to cover the flush on her chest. Her chest was heaving up and down violently, as she tried to mask her emotions.
"You... you were having a nightmare," Su Yun said, avoiding his eyes.
She took a step away, pretending to check the time praying he would not notice her trembling legs.
Ye Tian sat up, rubbing his temples, feigning a headache, "I see... It's that again."
"I am sorry, Auntie Su. You caused you worry."
"Did I hurt you?"
He looked at her with those innocent doe eyes, that could melt even Donald Trump into a 0% tariff.
The contrast between his innocent expression and the lecherous thoughts in his head could be a case study. This was his greatest weapon, the face of a sheep, the heart of a wolf.
"No," Su Yun quickly shook her head, her voice a bit too high-pitched.
"You didn't hurt me. But you did scare me half to death. You were mumbling something about betrayal and killing."
"It's just the usual nonsense," Ye Tian shrugged, swinging his legs off the bed, "Fragments of a broken mirror. I can never see the whole picture."
As he moved, he "accidentally" stretched, his arm brushing against Su Yun's thigh over her gown.
The contact was light, but to Su Yun, who was already on the edge, it was nearly enough to make her knees buckle.
Her thighs clamped together instinctively, but the damage was done. She could feel the wetness between her thighs. Every movement was a reminder of the thoughts she had minutes back. She was practically dripping for a boy young enough to be her nephew.
"I... I see," she stammered, "Well, if you are okay, go wash up. Breakfast is ready. Don't forget, the interview is at 9:00 AM."
Without waiting for a reply from Ye Tian, Su Yun turned and practically fled out of the room.
Ye Tian watched the door close, the innocent expression vanishing instantly.
A smirk, cold and arrogant, curled on his lips.
"Old memories... haunting me like ghosts," he muttered to himself, "They want me to remember who I was. But does it matter when the present is this delicious?"
He stood up and walked to the bathroom.
The mirror reflected a face that could charm devils and deceive angels. Sharp jawline, grey-blue eyes that held a hint of melancholy, and messy black hair. All in all, he was decently handsome.
But just as he stripped off his sweat-soaked tshirt, everything changed. If his face was a romantic poem, his body was a tragedy.
A hideous, jagged scar ran diagonally across his chest, starting from his left shoulder and ending just above his heart.
But that wasn't all.
There were circular scars that looked like bullet holes on his ribs. There were slash marks on his forearms. There were burns on his back.
Any normal person would feel horror looking at the sight in front of them.
But somehow as Ye Tian traced the long scar across his chest with a fingertip, his expression was one of profound arrogance.
He flexed his chest muscles, and the old scar tissues stretched white against the tanned skin.
"Is this the proof that the Heavens tried to kill me, and failed?"
Ye Tian didn't know exactly where these scars came from. His memories of the original owner of this body prior to three months ago were a thick gray fog. He could never look past that fog.
"Whoever did this to you," Ye Tian said softly, his eyes flashing with a cold light, "They better pray I never get my memory back. Because if I do... I will make them kowtow until their foreheads shatter the earth."
"This will be my way of repaying you for using your body."
And with the promise made, he turned on the shower. Cold water blasted over his heated skin.
Today was the interview at the Lin Group.
The Lin Group was one of the top conglomerates in Jiangnan City. Rumour has it that they were backed by a hidden Martial Arts family. Getting a job there might help him find his way back sooner.
Ye Tian washed the sweat off his body, watching the dirty water swirl down the drain.
"Job interview," he chuckled darkly, "Just a stepping stone. A Dragon needs a cave before it can soar into the sky."
"I will return."
"And I will have my revenge!"
He thought of Su Yun's flushed face and her trembling body. A fire ignited in his belly.
"I won't live the way One Sword Immortal Ye Tian lived."
"Power, money and women."
Ye Tian turned off the water and grabbed a towel.
"In this life, I want it all."
"I will snatch it if I have to."
"I will kill if I have to."
"But I will never be trampled upon. Ever again."
"Bye! Bye! Good guy, Ye Tian!"
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