The Devil's Kiss

ZI YIN'S SOBS ECHOED through the room as he clutched his pillow, feeling as if his heart had been ripped from his chest and trampled upon. The betrayal of Fu Tai was like poison, spreading through his veins and leaving him feeling hollow and alone.

The door suddenly opened and Zi Yin's heart raced as he watched Zhan Sheng enter the room reeking of alcohol and musk. The alpha's scent was dizzying and overwhelming, and it made Zi Yin feel lightheaded and nauseous.

He struggled to sit up, his chains clinking as he tried to pull himself away from the alpha's advances. But it was no use. He was too weak, too exhausted to fight. He knew his cultivation level had dropped significantly from being tied up like this. It had taken him years to reach the Core Formation stage and now he was probably back at the Foundation Establishment stage.