Say my name

As Wanqing approached the study door, she saw Mu Tianyang seated at his desk, uncertain whether to enter. After a prolonged hesitation, Mu Tianyang turned in his chair. She gasped, standing rigidly in place, dare not move.

Mu Tianyang observed her expression, feeling extremely agitated and said unhappily, "Come in."

Wanqing nervously stepped inside and closed the door behind her. Approaching him, she trembled as she began unbuttoning her blouse.

Mu Tianyang's eyes narrowed. "What are you doing?"

"I..." She didn't know either, but what other choice did she have?

Mu Tianyang glared at her fiercely, causing her to halt her actions and slowly lower her hands. He remained silent, merely gazing at her, and she dared not meet his gaze, lowering her head instead. Gradually, she began to weep, tears rolling down one by one, yet she dared not make a sound.

"Stop crying!"

Wanqing started, hastily wiping away her tears and staring at the floor with wide eyes, trying to prevent any more from falling. But moments later, tears couldn't help but escape again. She wiped them away twice more when Mu Tianyang stood up, causing her to flinch backward.

He reached out to touch her cheek, the one he had swollen earlier. He had struck her, yet seeing her like this, he unexpectedly felt a pang of (pity) and reluctance!

How could he feel pity? How could he feel reluctant? He was the one who struck her, not someone else!

He provided her with luxuries, yet she didn't appreciate any of it, always wanting to escape. Why should he feel pity? Even if he did, what else could she do besides fearing him and defying him?

Mu Tianyang's hand trembled as he suddenly grabbed her and pressed her onto the desk.

"Ah..." Wanqing cried out, immediately biting down on her lip. Submit to him... Submit to him... Otherwise, he would only get angrier...

Mu Tianyang tugged at her skirt, tearing open her blouse, its buttons clattering to the floor.

"Are you trying to seduce me?!" He recalled her actions upon entering and plunged into her dry canal.

"Ah!" Wanqing screamed in pain, tears streaming down uncontrollably, yet she dared not cry out loudly, only tightly biting her lower lip.

"What are you crying for again? Isn't this what you wanted?"

"Uhh..." Wanqing covered her mouth to prevent herself from pleading.

Mu Tianyang pulled away her hand and commanded, "Scream!"

"Uhh..." Wanqing shook her head.

"Dare you disobey?" He grabbed her hair.

Wanqing stumbled for a moment, turning to look at him and crying, "Gently... Please..."

Mu Tianyang's face contorted into a smile, his heart aching unbearably. His actions softened as he kissed her ear, whispering seductively, "Say my name..."

Wanqing looked at him in surprise.

With a sudden thrust, he coldly commanded, "Say my name!"

"I... I dare not..." Wanqing lay prone on the desk, moaning in discomfort.

"Dare not?" He trembled with anger, grasping her waist and pounding into her vigorously. All he wanted was for her to say his name, yet she dared not...

"Ah, no, no... It hurts!" Wanqing cried out loudly for mercy, but he showed no sign of stopping. Finally, she couldn't help but shout, "Tianyang! Tianyang!"

Mu Tianyang paused, reaching his climax in her cries and stopping...

"Waaah..." Wanqing sobbed, lying prone on the desk.

Mu Tianyang turned her face towards him, kissing her affectionately and urgently.

"Ding Wanqing..." After a few kisses, he fiercely gripped her chin, his expression sad and angry, "Why don't you smile at me?"