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A hand grabbed Mo Xier's arm, and the frail woman was pulled up from the stool.
The person being treated this way showed no sign of fear and met Night Star's gaze directly, her aura unwavering. "What's wrong? Did I make you uncomfortable by speaking the truth? It's just a request for you not to pander to me. Is that so difficult?"
"Shut up!" The man, pushed to his limit, bit his lip tightly and spat out those two words.
"Shut up?" She laughed as if hearing the greatest joke, lightly saying, "If you don't want to hear me talk, then don't come to my room. Why make things unpleasant for yourself? Isn't that just asking for trouble?"
Her soft retort nearly drove him to the brink of wanting to strangle the woman before him! Couldn't she speak properly? Why did she have to say such infuriating things? Which woman in this world wouldn't want to stay by his side and be the lady of the general's residence? Why was she so different?!
The more she behaved this way, the more it ignited the man's desire to conquer her. His grip on her wrist tightened further, and his aura grew darker, filled with a sense of oppression.
Mo Xier tried to shake him off, wanting to break free from his grasp, but it was utterly futile; instead, she felt his strength increasing.
Frowning slightly, Mo Xier lost her previous patience and didn't want to continue entangling with him. Looking at him only made her feel worse. "Let go of me! What do you mean by holding me like this?"
"What do you mean?" Night Star's voice was cold and distant, filled with an icy demeanor. He pulled her closer with increasing force, his eyes blazing with anger. "What do you think it means for me to keep you here? Do you even know where you are? How dare you shout at me here?"
Seemingly dismissive of his words, Mo Xier snorted coldly and slightly turned her gaze away. "Of course I know. Have I only been arrogant towards you for these past few days? Haven't I always been this way? What's wrong? Did I hit a sore spot earlier, making you uncomfortable?"
Faced with such a defiant woman, Night Star felt his anger spiraling out of control; if she provoked him any further, he would surely lose his composure!
Seeing the man's silence, she struggled even harder. After a few attempts, red marks appeared on her fair wrist from his grip, leaving an alarming impression.
"Let go of me! What do you want by pulling me like this?" The woman began to twist her body incessantly in an attempt to break free from his hold.
The weather was gradually getting warmer, and today Night Star had chosen extremely light clothing for her. After a few struggles, the intense rise and fall of her chest caught his attention.
The suppressed heat surged again, with an uncontrollable tendency that almost burned away all his rationality!
"Let go of me!" Seeing that she couldn't break free from his grip, Mo Xier began to punch his chest repeatedly. However, how much strength could a frail woman possess?
To Night Star, these punches were nothing more than a light drizzle falling from the sky, having no impact on him at all! Her fists, soft as cotton, felt more like a playful cat's pawing, stirring something deep within the man.
"You bastard! Let me go!" The more she cursed, the more agitated she became, and her expression grew increasingly unpleasant.
"Bastard?" The man's tone rose slightly, the corners of his mouth curling into a cold smile as he leaned closer to her ear and whispered, "Today, I'll show you what a real bastard is!"
With that, he released her wrist and, with a forceful motion, lifted Mo Xier into his arms amidst her startled cries.
Mo Xier was momentarily stunned; before she could react to what Night Star was doing, she was thrown onto the bed with great force! Her mind, muddled like paste, finally caught up as she tried to get up but was pressed down onto the bed by him.
This wasn't her first experience with such a situation, yet at this moment, she felt her entire body stiffen, her limbs losing all sensation. All she felt was a numbness as her watery eyes stared blankly at him.
In the next instant, Night Star's heavy body pressed down on her with such intensity that it nearly took her breath away.
"What... what do you want! Let me go!"
Only then did a hint of fear slowly seep into Mo Xier's heart. Looking into his eyes, there was no longer any trace of indifference; all she could see was endless rage.
"Weren't you calling me a bastard? Then let me show you what a real bastard is!" The man's tone darkened as he applied more force. No matter how much she struggled, it was futile; she could only be pinned firmly to the bed.
One of his hands held both of hers together above her head with such strength that she had no energy left to resist.
The man's other hand kept going down the woman's collarbone. His hand seemed to be carrying an electric current. As he continued to go deeper, she felt that her whole body began to feel uncomfortable. The unfamiliar feeling made her inexplicably Feeling fear! "You... let me go! How could you do such a thing to me!" There was a hint of sadness in her shouting, and her voice was so loud that people standing outside could hear it clearly. However, everyone outside the house lowered their heads, no matter what they heard, they pretended to have heard nothing. How dare they, as servants, interfere with the affairs of their master's house? If the master asks, who can bear this responsibility! As Mo Xier struggled, it stimulated the man more and more. He felt that the heat in his belly kept going down, almost making him unable to resist. His hands kept going down, gently holding the woman's waist with skill. The twist. The woman's whole body began to slowly feel numb, and a moan was about to escape from her lips the next moment, but she bit her lips in an instant and suppressed the moan in her mouth. "Don't you feel comfortable? Why don't you shout?" A gasping voice came from his ear, and the man leaned close to her ear, full of lust. The hand kept stroking down, with endless temptation and charm. The hand gradually went down, with a full aggressive momentum, which instantly made her freeze. His hands kept moving, and her thin clothes instantly turned into pieces under the man's hands. Among the pieces, the woman's fair skin fell into his eyes without any cover. Like adding fuel to the fire, Night Star's flames suddenly rose in an instant, and her attacks became weaker and weaker, leaving traces on her body wherever she went. His eyes were full of fear, and his originally moist eyes were filled with tears, "Night Star! Let me go quickly! Even if I die, I will never fall in love with a man like you! " His hand stopped instantly, and Mo Xier stiffened in fear. The scene of the man crushing the cup when they first met suddenly flashed through her mind. She was shocked and tried hard to suppress her trembling body, not wanting to break it. My fear showed in front of him. "Night Star! If you really do this to me this time! I will make you regret it forever!" The harsh words, with a threatening tone, Mo Xier's words were extremely cruel! After a moment of stiffness, the man's hand suddenly hit the bed, making a violent sound.
The bed shook violently, and she closed her eyes in fear, feeling as if the bed beneath her would shatter under his intense movements.
However, after such vigorous actions, there was no further movement. After waiting for a long time, the man on top of her seemed to have gone still.
Slowly opening her eyes, she met the man's furious gaze. She opened her mouth to speak, but the words were stuck in her throat, unable to come out.
After staring at her for a long time, Night Star's anger seemed to dissipate somewhat. He said in a deep voice, "I must be crazy to treat you this way!"
With that, he turned over, sitting on the edge of the bed with his back to her, breathing heavily as if trying to calm his emotions.
Realizing what had happened, Mo Xier quickly sat up from the bed, grabbing the blanket and wrapping it around her tattered clothes to preserve what little dignity she had left.
Huddled in the corner of the bed, wrapped in the blanket, she trembled continuously. The fear in her heart grew stronger as she hugged her legs tightly, lowering her gaze and not daring to look up.
Everything that had just happened felt like an illusion. The torn clothes on her body reminded her that it was real. After a long silence between them, Night Star slowly turned around.
Seeing her pitiful figure clutching the blanket made his heart swell with pity. He regretted his earlier impulsiveness and what he had done to her.
He reached out to touch her, wanting to help smooth her hair, but Mo Xier flinched at his touch. Her watery eyes were filled with fear as she shrank back, afraid of any further actions from him.
The earlier terror had not faded; now she was even more like a startled bird, unable to withstand any external stimuli.
"What do you want from me?" Her voice trembled with a hint of desperation as she dodged his hand and clutched the blanket tightly.
"I'm sorry."
Those three simple words seemed to express his recklessness towards her earlier but received no response from the woman. The man fell silent; apart from those three words, he seemed to have nothing else to say.
"Stay away from me!" She dodged his outstretched hand again, her tone filled with disgust. "Stay away from me! Go away! Just go!" If apologies were effective, why would there be so much resentment in the world?
Back and forth, it seemed that these were the only words the woman had for him, nothing more.
Looking at the disarray on the bed, even Night Star couldn't believe what he had just done. In the silent room, he could faintly hear her sobs.
Unable to endure the oppressive atmosphere any longer, he stood up, tidied his clothes, glanced at her once, and though comforting words stuck in his throat and couldn't be spoken, he sighed lightly and left.
Until Night Star stepped out of the door, she didn't lift her head even once, not even giving him a glance.
The servants outside heard the commotion and dared not look up; just from the sounds they had heard, they could imagine what had happened inside.
Xinrong burst through the door as soon as he left the courtyard and saw the woman curled up in a ball, her face streaked with tears. Where was the glamorous appearance he had seen before?
"Miss, are you alright? Did you get hurt anywhere?" He hurried to her side, wanting to reach out, but she instinctively recoiled, her eyes filled with terror as she looked at Xinrong.
She kept muttering, "Don't touch me! Stay away from me!"
Though her voice was soft, Xinrong was close enough to hear every word clearly. Although he hadn't spent much time with Mo Xier, Xinrong was kind-hearted and treated everyone well; how could he see a woman in distress without wanting to help?
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