fantasy novels Chapter 731: Wang Jian Gaslights Lucia
Chapter 731: Wang Jian Gaslights Lucia
Chapter 731: Wang Jian Gaslights Lucia
Wang Jian remained wrapped around Lucía's voluptuous body the entire night, his strong arms holding her close as they both drifted into a deep slumber. The soft light of dawn filtered through the curtains, casting a golden glow over the hotel room. Lucía stirred slowly, her body aching in ways she had never experienced before. The pounding in her head from the hangover hit her first, a sharp, throbbing pain behind her temples that made her groan in discomfort.
As she tried to move, she felt a sudden, sharp pain between her legs, causing her to gasp. The memories of the previous night rushed back to her in a flood-Wang Jian's relentless touch, the way he had taken her so completely, not once but over and over. She winced as the soreness in her body became more pronounced, a physical reminder of how rough the night had been.
Just as she tried to pull away and sit up, she felt his arms tighten around her. Wang Jian was still fast asleep, his muscular body pressed against hers, and she realized that even in sleep, he hadn't let her go. One of his hands had slid down to rest on her ample hips, while the other lazily cupped one of her large breasts, his fingers occasionally giving it a light squeeze as if he were enjoying her even in his unconscious state.
A wave of anger surged through Lucía as she stared down at him. His audacity to touch her so freely, especially after everything that had happened, made her blood boil. She glared at him, her teeth clenched, trying to suppress the rising tide of frustration. When he finally stirred awake, his eyes opening slowly, a smug smile spread across his lips as he noticed her angry gaze.
"What's wrong?" Wang Jian asked, his voice deep and rough from sleep as he pulled her closer, his hand still squeezing her breast possessively.
Lucía tried to push him away, her voice filled with accusation as she spoke. "You... you took advantage of me last night! I was drunk, and you just had your way with me! You even took my virginity, Wang Jian!" Her voice trembled with a mix of anger and hurt as she struggled to
hold back tears. "I didn't ask for any of this!"
Wang Jian's smile didn't falter, and instead of looking guilty, he seemed entirely composed, his eyes gleaming with a cunning light. He shifted, turning onto his side so he could face her fully, his grip on her soft, curvy body never loosening. His expression was calm, almost patronizing, as if he were about to explain something so simple that Lucía had missed.
"You're overreacting, Lucía," Wang Jian said smoothly, his tone laced with false concern. "Last night... you were the one who wanted this. You wanted me."
Lucía's eyes widened in disbelief. "What?! I didn't-"
Her mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. Part of her was still furious at him for what he had done, but another part of her-one that she had tried to suppress-felt a strange thrill at being so thoroughly claimed by him. His possessive touches, his domineering attitude, the way he had taken control of her body... it all made her feel things she wasn't sure she was ready to confront.
"You're... you're impossible," Lucía muttered, trying to sound annoyed, but her voice came out softer than she intended. She could feel the heat rising to her cheeks as she turned her head away, embarrassed by how easily he had manipulated her emotions.
Wang Jian chuckled softly, his hand sliding down to cup her buttocks, giving them a firm squeeze. "You love it," he teased, his breath hot against her skin. "Don't deny it."
Lucía bit her lip, trying to suppress the smile that threatened to break through. She hated how easily he could get under her skin, how he could make her feel both furious and desired at the same time. She wanted to argue, to tell him he was wrong, but the words wouldn't come.
Instead, she let out a soft sigh, her body relaxing into his embrace. There was no point in fighting it anymore. He had already won, and despite her best efforts to resist, she couldn't deny the pull he had over her.
Wang Jian smirked, satisfied with the way she had softened under his touch. He leaned down,
his lips capturing hers in a slow, sensual kiss, his hands roaming over her voluptuous body once more. Lucía melted into the kiss, her heart racing as she allowed herself to be consumed by him once again.
As the kiss deepened, Lucía felt a strange sense of acceptance wash over her. Maybe it was the lingering effects of the alcohol, or maybe it was Wang Jian's masterful manipulation, but she found herself letting go of the anger and frustration she had felt earlier. In that moment, all that mattered was the way his hands felt on her skin, the way his lips tasted against hers.
She didn't want to admit it, but a part of her did enjoy the way Wang Jian made her feel. Despite everything, despite the way he had taken control of her so easily, there was something intoxicating about the way he desired her so intensely. She had never been wanted like this before, and it was both terrifying and exhilarating.
Wang Jian pulled back slightly, his lips curling into a satisfied smile as he gazed down at her. "You're mine now, Lucía," he whispered, his voice filled with possessive heat. "No one else will ever touch you the way I do."
Lucía's heart skipped a beat at his words, her mind spinning with the weight of what he had just said. She should have been angry, should have pushed him away, but instead, she felt a strange sense of comfort in his possessiveness.