"Let go of me!" Wan Ou glared at him, struggling with all her might. But her efforts were futile against his strength. Instead, she gasped for breath, her face flushed with agitation. In the moonlight, she appeared even more alluring.
His green eyes darkened as he felt the soft, exclusive warmth of her body pressed against his. The scent of osmanthus filled the air, mingling with her natural fragrance, and it slowly stoked the fire within him. "I want you."
His gaze was as intense as a beast's. Hearing his possessive declaration, Wan Ou stopped struggling. If they were in some wild, remote place, she might fight back with all her might. But this was the imperial palace of Xiaoxuan—if he dared to assault her here, she'd make sure he paid with his life. "You barbarian, do you dare?"
His light laugh echoed in the quiet night. "Interesting! Women from Xiaoxuan really are something!" Beautiful beyond compare, yet so difficult to tame.
Was it amusing? Wan Ou was even angrier now. "That's none of your—" But before she could finish, he suddenly leaned down and sealed her lips with his.
Wan Ou's eyes went wide in disbelief as she stared at him. What kind of barbarian kissed someone the first time they met?
"Bad… person…" she managed to gasp, struggling in anger. But he held her down tightly, his forceful tongue prying open her lips, greedily tasting the sweetness of her mouth.
Wan Ou was furious. The aggressive, domineering kiss disgusted her. She preferred gentle, responsible men—this blunt, territorial assault was unbearable. She tried to bite him, her anger giving her strength.
The pain in her mouth made Dugu Lue frown, but he didn't let go. He even transferred the taste of blood to her, the kiss growing more intense. Meanwhile, their bodies pressed tightly together, and he forced her soft curves to yield to him.
The unequal strength between men and women left Wan Ou feeling both angry and embarrassed. This must be some ancient, barbaric place—these men seemed to have just evolved from monkeys, still carrying their primal strength and savage desires.
"You can't escape, little doll!" Dugu Lue whispered, biting her soft lips roughly.
"Pain..." Wan Ou gasped, her lips, as delicate as spring buds, now bruised and bloodied from his savage bite.
"Oh... that hurts..." Dugu Lue ran his tongue over the blood, as a predator would after a hunt. His enchanting, almost inhuman face showed no remorse. Seeing her swollen lips, he blew a playful whistle, clearly enjoying the moment.
"You… beast…" Wan Ou glared at him, her anger boiling. Taking advantage of his brief distraction, she gathered all her strength and pushed him away, trying to escape.
But Dugu Lue wouldn't let her go. He grabbed her ankle and, with a twist of his wrist, dragged her back to where she started.
Defeated by his strength once more, Wan Ou found herself pressed under him again. In her struggle, her thin gauze shifted, revealing her smooth, white skin, which glistened under the moonlight, giving off an irresistible allure.
Dugu Lue's green eyes flashed, darkening even more. His large hand slid from her calf to her thigh. "Little doll, are you trying to tempt me?"
"Go to hell!" Wan Ou snapped back, glaring at him. "Who's your doll? Don't act like a wild dog just because you have a human face." She shouted as she tried to pull her gauze back into place, covering her long, smooth legs. But his large hand still gripped her tightly, refusing to let go.