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Deeply Seductive Kiss
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"Miss, what did you do to Ji Shao? The termination letter has come to me!"
Agent Xiao Mei said anxiously over the phone.
Shuyao felt as if her mind had exploded.
"The entire entertainment industry is digging into you right now."
Termination? Just last night, he had tormented her in the room for the whole night.
She dared not recall it.
At that time, she had been sound asleep, only to be awakened by a sudden sense of oppression.
She tried to get up, but found her body tightly bound by a powerful force, unable to move.
In the dim light, she could vaguely see the man's well-defined abs and solid chest, strikingly sexy.
His hand roamed dominantly over her body's sensitive areas.
Her cheeks flushed, and her breathing quickened.
" manager Ji, please don't..."
Her weak resistance only excited him further.
"You say no with your mouth, but your body is quite honest!"
He hooked his finger under her chin, forcing her to smell something damp that filled her with shame.
She pushed against his enticing body with all her might, just about to speak when his large hand gripped her neck.
A heated kiss descended upon her.
This kiss was domineering and irresistible.
Shuyao couldn't withstand it; the man's scorching chest pressed against hers, making her tremble even more.
He held her shoulders firmly, issuing an undeniable command: "Louder!"
She struggled to control her breath, trying hard to avoid making any shameful sounds.
The suave Ji Linchuan that the outside world spoke of turned out to be so rough in this regard!
He directly lifted her by the waist and threw her onto the sofa with force. Then, he spread her long, fair legs apart.
"If you don't listen to me, you'll be calling out all night!" the man said fiercely, causing Shuyao's heart to race.
Her heartbeat quickened, and she wanted to struggle, but found herself completely unable to move.
"Please, stop!" Her anger meant nothing to him.
However, the man ignored her completely, tightening his grip around her slender waist and pulling her firmly against him.
Shuyao covered her mouth, shaking her head desperately as tears streamed down uncontrollably.
As the man's passion deepened, his heated breath penetrated every inch of Shuyao's skin, and the cedar scent filling her nostrils made her dizzy, involuntarily escaping from her lips.
"Ah..."
" Yurou, Yurou," he called out in a deep, magnetic voice.
In the darkness, Shuyao tilted her head back to look at his face, seeing a tenderness she had never witnessed before.
She didn't know how long it lasted—long enough for her to feel like she might faint—until finally he released her. She felt utterly drained and slid down to the floor.
A chill enveloped her as the silk nightgown lay in tatters around her. The room was in disarray.
The man who had just held her so passionately turned away and headed for the shower. Moments later, he dressed without even glancing at her and slipped away into the night.
If it weren't for the fact that they had been married for three years, Shuyao would find it hard to convince herself that this man was indeed her husband.
For three years, no matter what she did, he remained like a block of ancient ice—unchanging and unyielding.
If it weren't for that night three years ago, perhaps she wouldn't even know him at all.
Xiao Mei's phone call pulled her back from her thoughts.
"Miss, I've heard news that Ji Group is looking to sign a new talent again; the flight arrived in City A this morning."
"I'm sorry, but could you please ask Manager Ji who the new signing is?"
Xiao Mei felt a whirlwind of anxiety; after all, this was about her livelihood.
"Alright, I understand," Shuyao replied, her body aching slightly as she shifted.
So, Ji Linchuan was neither at the company nor at home today. Where could he be?
He never told her where he went.
To her, he only ever gave orders and notifications.
She stood up, wanting to take a breath in the garden.
"Madam, the jewelry you borrowed last time, the sir asked me to return it to Secretary Lin."
Shuyao couldn't help but let out a cold laugh inside.
On her birthday, Ji Linchuan had gifted her a necklace, and at first, she was quite happy about it.
But later on, she searched everywhere and could not find that necklace.
The Ji family was wealthy and influential; how could they borrow a necklace just to please their wife?
After all, she was merely Manager Ji's insignificant wife.
"The sir said he won't be coming back today."
Shuyao's heart sank.
Rumors in the entertainment industry circulated that Ji Linchuan, the only son of Ji Group—the biggest financial backer in Cloud City—was young and promising with a bright future ahead.
He was the dream husband of countless wealthy daughters, an unattainable figure, yet little did they know he had been secretly married for three years.
And to an obscure actress in the entertainment industry—this person was Shuyao herself.
In truth, she understood that her relationship with him was merely an unavoidable transaction.
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