The antique girlfriend of a chaebol heir

Jiang Duo sat in the darkness for a long time, his breathing still difficult to regulate.

He threw off the covers, got up and went to the bathroom. Cold water splashed over his wrists, and a sharply defined face was reflected in the mirror, the darkness in his eyes even deeper than the night.

Jiang Duo took a deep breath in the darkness, trying to suppress the turmoil surging in his chest.

He slowly moved his hand away, turned his head to look at the wall that was only one wall away from Shen Ci, his eyes filled with a thick darkness. After a long while, he let out a very soft and helpless sigh.

The bathroom door was pushed open, and Jiang Duo walked out, still damp from the moisture.

He casually draped a bathrobe over his shoulders, the collar slightly open, revealing his distinct, pale collarbone. A few drops of water, not yet wiped dry, slowly slid down his jawline and disappeared into the deep shadows.

He had only intended to go to the living room to pour himself a glass of water to calm the restlessness in his body, but he suddenly stopped when he reached the central island.

Only a dim, warm yellow overhead light remained above the central island, its glow cascading down and enveloping the slender figure.

Shen Ci was facing him sideways, holding a glass in both hands and taking small sips of water.

Hearing the noise behind her, she turned around in surprise. The moment she saw that it was Jiang Duo, her clear eyes widened suddenly, and her slightly open mouth involuntarily formed a round "O" shape, just like a defenseless fawn.

However, what truly made Jiang Duo gasp for breath was the clothes she was wearing.

That nightgown was exactly the same as the one he had seen in his dream.

The longest, and also the most conservative.

But the fabric was incredibly silky and soft, shimmering faintly in the dim light, clinging to her body without reservation, perfectly outlining the girl's slender and delicate features.

Jiang Duo's Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably.

"Can't sleep?" he asked, his voice hoarser than he had expected.

He had thought that the terrible dream had been washed away by the water in the bathroom.

But now, the boundary between dreams and reality has collapsed at this moment.

Shen Ci clearly noticed the strange look in his eyes. Following his gaze, she glanced down at her nightgown, and her cheeks instantly burned.

"I...I'm just a little thirsty..." Her voice was soft and sweet, as if she had just woken up.

Jiang Duo closed his eyes.

The soft, intermittent humming sounds from my dream echoed back in my ears.

He suddenly felt his throat was even drier; all that cold water he had rinsed in the bathroom earlier seemed to have been for nothing.

"Perfect timing, I'm thirsty too."

As he spoke, he approached step by step.

His tall figure loomed over her, trapping her between the island and his chest, leaving her nowhere to retreat.

Shen Ci's hand was still tightly gripping the glass, which still contained half a glass of water that hadn't been drunk.

Jiang Duo didn't speak, but lowered his eyes, his gaze so deep it seemed to drown a person.

He raised his hand, his large, warm palm covering the back of her hand that was holding the cup.

Shen Ci was startled. Before he could react, he took her hand and poured the entire glass of cool water into his parched lips.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and a cool liquid slid in, but it couldn't extinguish the ever-burning darkness in his eyes.

As he tilted his head back to drink, Shen Ci was forced to lean forward and pressed herself into his arms without reservation.

Jiang Duo had just finished showering, and the front of her bathrobe was still damp with moisture. The cool water droplets seeped through the thin fabric, gradually wetting her pajamas and sticking to her skin.

At that moment, the string of reason snapped completely.

Jiang Duo abruptly threw away the empty glass, which shattered on the carpet with a dull thud.

The next second, he effortlessly picked her up and placed her heavily on the spacious island counter.

"Jiang Duo!"

Shen Ci screamed in shock, her voice ringing out clearly in the empty living room, her voice trembling with panic, and her hands instinctively gripped his collar.

The marble countertop beneath her was icy cold, penetrating her skin through the silky, thin nightgown. The alternating sensation of hot and cold made her shiver involuntarily.

She frantically lowered her head, instinctively trying to slide off the table to escape. Her legs had barely left the table when a burning kiss was pressed against her.

In her panic, she pushed him away, her palm touching his chest, but she felt the loose ties of his robe.

Her clothes were open, and beneath her palm lay his burning skin, its texture distinct, damp and warm from his bath, like a red-hot iron, making her fingertips tingle.

Jiang Duo braced himself on the marble table beside her with one hand and held the back of her head with the other, kissing her deeply and heavily, with a long-suppressed desire and an almost violent urgency.

Shen Ci was forced to tilt her head back, the back of her head touching his palm, her back arching into a fragile curve.

The dim light above the central island cast their shadows onto the wall behind them, where they intertwined and overlapped like a wildly growing vine.

Her hands, which had been pushing him away, gradually lost their strength, and her fingertips unconsciously gripped the edge of his robe, the silk fabric crumpling in her palm.

Jiang Duo's kiss slid down from the corner of her lips and landed on the side of her neck.

He sucked on that tender skin with a gentle yet forceful touch, which carried an almost greedy possessiveness.

"Jiang Duo..."

Her voice was as soft as water, with a strong sob in the last syllable, yet it was also like a feather tickling the heart, irresistibly alluring.

Jiang Duo didn't stop sucking for a long time. He raised his head, his eyes red at the corners, and dark emotions surging in his eyes, like two dark flames burning.

He stared at her, his voice hoarse and barely audible: "If you don't want me to do you here, then don't make that sound again."

The throbbing pain below him constantly reminded him that his endurance had reached its limit.

The veins on his arms, which were braced against the table, were bulging. The coolness of the marble came from his palms, but it couldn't suppress the burning heat that was almost consuming him.

Until the cool tears dripped onto my body.

One drop, two drops, fell on his open chest, sliding down his skin like needles chilled to ice, piercing him and jolting him awake.

"Don't be afraid..."

He took a deep breath, suppressing the surging desire in his heart, raised his hand, and wiped the corner of her eye with his thumb, his fingertip touching a wet patch.

I won't touch you anymore.

Shen Ci's eyes reddened even more, and tears clung to her eyelashes, looking like shattered diamonds in the dim light.

"You're shameless. You promised you wouldn't touch me."

"What I promised was that I wouldn't touch you last night," Jiang Duo whispered in defense.

"You're a scoundrel!"

Hearing him say that, Shen Ci was so angry that her tears fell even harder.

Jiang Duo looked at the pitiful girl he had bullied, her hair disheveled, her lips swollen, and the red marks he had left on her neck, which stood out starkly against her fair skin.

She was like a cat soaked in the rain, curled up, wary, yet with nowhere to escape.

He eventually softened his heart.

Although he still wanted to continue bullying them.

But he would still choose to have a full meal every day rather than one full meal.