THE YOUNG MASTER'S BRIDE
CHAPTER 1
He Asked Her If She’s Ovulating.
The warm light on the wall glowed dimly, creating a seductive heat.
A black silk cloth was tied into a pretty bow at the back of the girl’s head, covering her beautiful eyes.
The black color of the silk contrasted against her white skin, making it seem even fairer and more delicate than ever.
The bathroom door was pushed open. The girl, curled into a ball on the bed, stiffened.
A man strode across the floor, barefoot. Beads of moisture rolled down his chiseled frame.
His handsome face, which could bring entire civilizations to their knees, was shrouded in cold dominance. His deep, dark eyes were like stars in the night, kaleidoscopic yet alien at the same time.
His tightly pursed lips were lined by a steadfast yet sophisticated side profile, with traces of grim unruliness.
The girl felt a great weight upon her and sank into the bed, a thin layer of sweat forming on the tip of her nose. This was her choice, and there was no turning back.
‘Mom is still lying in her sickbed, waiting for me to bring the money back and save her life!’
Her little white hand gripped the bedsheet. No matter how much she willed herself to remain steady, her small movements betrayed her nerves.
“Are you ovulating?” The man’s voice was rich and deep, enough to make one fall in love with him upon first hearing it.
“Yes!” It was the fourteenth day since her last period. She had calculated everything.
The cool, fresh smell of shower gel filled her nostrils.
The girl quickly threw her hand up against the man’s chest, preventing him from coming any closer. It was an instinctive reaction.
She didn’t use much force, but it made the man frown. N0v3lTr0ve served as the original host for this chapter's release on N0v3l--B1n.
He thought she knew what they were going to do, given that she was already lying on the bed.
He did not enjoy wasting time.
“Hmm?” This simple, slightly raised syllable carried a husky, seductive air, a gentleness tinged with subtle annoyance.
“S-sir… C-could we try artificial insemination instead?” The girl’s voice was trembling slightly yet was not panicked.
She felt the heat and firmness of the man’s chest through her palm.
This was her first time encountering such a sensation, like a hot iron that could scald her hand.
She could clearly feel the man’s strong and steady heartbeat. It was so calm and rhythmic. Conversely, her heart was leaping into her throat.
The smooth silk shielded her gaze, placing her in a world of darkness, like a reflection of her own life.
She was grateful for the blindfold. With it, she would not have to see the man who would take her virginity, whose child she would bear.
She would not have chosen this if she were not in dire straits.
She needed money urgently. Therefore, despite anticipating the sorrow that awaited her after this night, she would not let herself retreat.
The man’s long, slender fingers gently stroked the girl’s lovely collarbone.
His movements may have been as gentle and light as a feather, but they still made the girl tremble ever so slightly.
The man pursed his somewhat thin lips, his mouth radiating a cool feeling. His tall and straight figure was steadfast yet tense.
The side of his body did not touch the girl at all.
The girl’s heart raced as the man’s cold fingertips brushed across her collar.
She didn’t know who the man on top of her was, or his age, or if he was tall or short, fat or thin. All she knew was that he was paying her to give him a child and she happened to need money.
This feeling of being blind and controlled by her surroundings was not a pleasant one — especially since darkness was the only thing that greeted her when she opened her eyes.
The man’s aura was overpowering, making her bite her tender lips. Despite her lack of sight, she could feel a sort of shapeless and overwhelming sensation.
His coarse fingers left the girl’s comely clavicles and went for her soft lips, caressing them lovingly…
Her lips instinctively parted, as if shocked by an electric current. The man took advantage of this and slipped his finger between them...
Chapter 2
You Don’t Want To Do It, Directly?
The girl reached out to stop him, but the man easily caught her hands and placed them on top of her head. There was barely any resistance.
“You don’t want to do it directly?” His voice was perfectly husky.
In the quiet room, it sounded deliciously enticing.
The girl’s shivering body promptly stopped as the man’s grim yet melodious voice rang out. A sliver of hope was ignited in her heart. Was he agreeing to artificial insemination?
She could give him a child, but she really couldn’t do it under such circumstances — sex with a strange man...
His finger was still on her lips, so she could only answer with a muffled noise.
He withdrew his hand, carrying a moist heat along with it. The man’s eyes flashed with a desire to continue his assault — a rare moment.
“Hmm, you want a kid, right? You don’t necessarily need the ‘direct route’...Would that be okay?” She gave her opinion bluntly with no excessive explanations, excuses, or pleading.
Despite her nervousness, she refused to let herself back down.
She had never given up on anything that was within her grasp. Trying meant no regrets.
She might lose out on half the money, but she was willing to do it anyway. Every girl had dreams of having a perfect first time…
Actually, she knew that if this man refused to agree, she would have no choice but to accept it.
She, an eighteen-year-old girl who was far from home, needed money more than anything. She had no other choice.
“Has anyone kissed you here?” The man seemed to like the girl’s lips. His long fingers began stroking them again, tracing lightly over their shape. N0v3lTr0ve served as the original host for this chapter's release on N0v3l--B1n.
His deep voice carried a sense of gentleness, yet was more overpowering than ever.
“No!” She never lied. Her first kiss was still unclaimed.
“So pure!”
The man was quite satisfied with the girl’s answer. The corners of his mouth inadvertently curved into an indulgent smile.
Suddenly, she found herself completely breathless.
Underneath the silk blindfold, the girl’s eyes widened in astonishment. A masculine energy filled her mouth.
Forceful hands cradled the back of her head, pulling her toward him. His red tongue slithered deep inside, powerful and fierce, giving her no chance to catch her breath.
The kiss was intermingled with a faint smell of tobacco, coarse yet potent.
The man released his entire aura onto the girl beneath him. It was as if he wanted to suck her into a vortex and never let her go.
Just as the girl was about to lose her breath, the man nipped her tender lips.
“Hsss! That hurt!” Her mouth immediately filled with the taste of blood.
Within such a nerve-wracking and seductive atmosphere, the fishy yet sweet smell of blood seemed to hold an enticing taste,
“There should be some blood on your first time. It saves me the effort too!”
The man flipped himself off the bed and headed toward the bathroom as if he were unaffected by his rising desire.
“You’re a good man, mister!”
The girl gasped loudly as the man left, like a stranded fish that had been thrown back into the ocean.
Crystal-like tears at the corners of her eyes streamed across the black silk…
The man’s footsteps paused when he heard the girl’s voice. He smirked. ‘A good man? No one has ever called me, Li Beichen, a good man.’
He turned his head around and glanced at the girl. She had relaxed and was lying on the bed.
A gloomy yet subtle expression flashed across his dark, unfathomable eyes.
The girl really wanted to take off the silk blindfold. She wanted to see whose child she would soon bear.
What kind of a man would have such a deep yet melodious voice? Unfortunately, she couldn’t…
This was because this ten-month pregnancy would result in the separation of flesh and blood…
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