She knew that unless the Eldest Young Master was willing to let her go—which, judging from his past behavior, was impossible—he would never spare her.
"I don’t like won who talk too much, nor do I like disobedient ones." Eldest Young Master Ye pinched her chin and yanked her hair, his voice cold. "You, of all people, should know what becos of won who don’t obey. You know what to do."
The sharp, tearing pain from her scalp made An Ya all the more aware of her current predicant.
"Yes, Eldest Young Master." An Ya’s body trembled violently, tears streaming down her face as her shaky hands moved to unbutton her clothing.
"This is how a woman should be. I like obedient won." Eldest Young Master Ye released An Ya with satisfaction, caressing her chest a few tis contentedly as he watched her undress without moving.
Eldest Young Master Ye lay back lazily on the bed like a king, his cold gaze fixed on An Ya, his expression deceptively mild.
An Ya, desperately suppressing the humiliation in her heart, had already taken off her dress, exposing her exquisite body in a sexy bra and thong panties, her fair skin, long legs, and pitiable figure.
"Off," Eldest Young Master Ye commanded coldly. Tears flowed more heavily from An Ya’s eyes as her slender hands reached behind to unfasten the clasp, exposing her entire body to his gaze.
"Co here." Eldest Young Master Ye’s breathing grew heavier as he gazed at the enticing sight before him. Yet, he remained as cold as ever; in his eyes, An Ya was rely a toy, an object to be played with.
"Eldest Young Master, I was wrong! I won’t dare to do it again! Please let go!" An Ya could not endure it any longer. Her body once more sank to the ground as she knelt, begging for rcy.
"Co here," Eldest Young Master Ye said, his voice still frosty, unmoved by the beauty’s tears. A strong suction pulled at An Ya, and her fair body collapsed onto the bed, spread-eagled and completely immobilized.
"Didn’t you say you were my woman? Didn’t you beg the Young Master and Ye Zhiqiu to allow this? I’ll show you what it ans to be my woman. Or would you rather be the Young Master’s woman, hmm?" With a turn, Eldest Young Master Ye overpowered An Ya, holding her down, his hands freely playing with her body...
"Eldest Young Master, I beg you, please spare ! An Ya won’t dare to do it again! An Ya will surely make the Young Master fond of her. An Ya will definitely complete the task and not disappoint you! Please, Eldest Young Master, spare !" An Ya pleaded continuously. The tingling, numbing sensation spreading through her made her body grow more rigid, and she trembled violently.
"Spare you? Hmph," sneered Eldest Young Master Ye, his hands never halting their downward exploration, his voice as cold as ever. To him, the woman beneath him, no matter how perfect or beautiful her body, was nothing but a toy.
Eldest Young Master Ye played with An Ya’s body as if it were a re plaything, keenly exploring every inch, not missing the slightest detail. An Ya was like an art piece for Eldest Young Master Ye to observe and toy with. His hands were ice-cold, and wherever they touched, An Ya’s body tensed.
Half an hour later, with a wave of his hand, Eldest Young Master Ye sent An Ya’s fair body tumbling to the floor.
"Thank you, Eldest Young Master! Thank you!" An Ya quickly stamred from the floor. The Eldest Young Master had let her go; he hadn’t taken her life!
"Enter," Eldest Young Master Ye’s frigid voice commanded. A seductive beauty entered. She cast a disdainful look at the pale body on the floor and snorted in contempt before coiling herself around Eldest Young Master Ye on the bed like a serpent.
She expertly removed her own clothes, then Eldest Young Master Ye’s. While attending to him comfortably, she shot a smug glance at An Ya, who was still kneeling on the floor, and began to serve Eldest Young Master Ye on the bed with even more vigor.
An Ya knelt there, not daring to leave as Eldest Young Master Ye had not permitted it. In the room, a lascivious scene unfolded. The temperature climbed, and waves of escalating cries reached An Ya’s ears, accompanied by the incessant sounds of panting and moaning as bodies intertwined on the bed.
An Ya lowered her head, refusing to look at the pair on the bed, her body quivering like a leaf in the autumn wind. She didn’t even have the courage to glance their way.
After a while, the room finally fell silent. Eldest Young Master Ye’s breathing was slightly labored. An Ya buried her head even lower. She was terrified. So terrified that she, too, would end up like that—a corpse.
"Eldest Young Master," purred the woman on the bed. But before she could say more, her pleasure ceased. Her body collapsed as if drained of all fluid, her eyes wide in death. Even as she died, she couldn’t understand. Just a mont ago, he had been pleased with her performance, and she had been enjoying herself. Why did she have to die? Why?
"Take her away," Eldest Young Master Ye said coldly. The air rippled slightly, and the woman’s body vanished from the room. "An Ya, this is the first ti, and also the last." After a long mont, Eldest Young Master Ye’s calm voice sounded again; he had returned to his usual deanor.
"Yes, Eldest Young Master. Your subordinate will definitely complete the task and will not disappoint you." An Ya bowed her head even lower. Every woman who went to bed with Eldest Young Master Ye died so horribly afterwards, their bodies taken to feed those terrifying things. She didn’t want to die like that; she wanted to live.
"Go. Go and see how those ’treasures’ of mine feed. Let it teach you a lesson: there are so things you can say, and so you cannot; so things you can do, and so you absolutely must not. Otherwise, the consequences will be dire, truly dire." Eldest Young Master Ye’s first sentence had filled An Ya with joy, but his next made her face turn more ghastly than a ghost’s. She shuddered once again.
"What’s wrong?" Eldest Young Master Ye arched an eyebrow.
"Thank you, Eldest Young Master! Your subordinate will go imdiately!" An Ya replied, snatching her clothes from the floor. She dressed quickly and followed the Hidden Guard, more and more sweat beading on her forehead.
In the secret chamber, An Ya’s eyes widened in horror as she witnessed the body being tossed in. She watched as countless insects sward excitedly, rapidly devouring the corpse. They were feeding humans to insects?
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