SMACK!
A sudden, sharp slap across her face.
Her head whipped to the side, a stinging heat blooming across her cheek. Shock momentarily froze her movements.
And then—
SMACK!
Another slap. Harder this time.
Her ears rang. Her vision blurred for a second.
"You done?" Wang Xiao's voice was calm, almost bored, as if he was dealing with a bratty child. His grip tightened, fingers tangling deeper into her dark long hair, forcing her head back to face him.
Xue Ruoling's breath froze.
This…
This wasn't just arrogance.
This was control.
A deep, oppressive dominance that made her gut churn.
Her body still trembled with resistance, but her arms—her will—they weren't moving as fast anymore.
And then—
SMACK!
A final slap.
This one wasn't just painful—it was humiliating.
Her cheeks burned, her ears rang, but worst of all—
She felt it.