"Lu Shen, get off me!"

Hui Yin squirmed, but Lu Shen was like a mountain on top of her, remaining unmovable. She might as well try striking an egg against a rock—it would have ended with the same result.

She was covering his mouth, but it didn't stop the hands stroking on her skin.

Angrily, she pushed one hand against his chest.

"Lu Shen!"

His hands forced her legs on either side of his hips. Before Hui Yin could even react, he pressed himself against her.

She gasped, and Lu Shen let out a harsh breath. He looked down at her with darkened eyes.

She could feel him through the clothes separating them...hot, hard, and throbbing with need. Hui Yin remembered in a flash that although she could indeed count on one hand the number of times Lu Shen had shared her bed during their marriage, the number of times that they did it while they were there...was quite astronomical.

Sensing another type of danger altogether, Hui Yin tried to move away.

But Lu Shen held her in place as he did it again, grinding slowly against her. His chest rose and fell with rapid breaths, and Hui Yin bit her lip to stifle her moan.

She was quickly losing her rationality, which wasn't good. She needed to get away from him.

His lips kissed the hand that was covering his mouth, before traveling to the tips of her fingers. He ran his tongue along her middle finger, and then put it inside his mouth. Hui Yin's whole body trembled when he lightly sucked it, his eyes watching her.

Always, always watching her.

Hui Yin remembered that it was a quirk of Lu Shen during sex. He wanted her to be always looking into his eyes whenever they did it, which Hui Yin found weird.

One of his hands moved from her waist and down to her bare leg, before encountering the slight hindrance of her sock. He paused, chuckling deeply, and resumed the exploration of her body.

His hips moved yet again, and Hui Yin opened her mouth...to tell him to continue, to ask him for more?

No! She shook her head wildly, and with that rough motion, she became slightly lucid.

"Stop! Lu Shen, you love Nian Zhen, don't you? You can't do this!"

"I love her?" He pushed hard against her as he spoke. "Xiao Yin, you certainly love to dictate my emotions. I love Nian Zhen?"

He began to pull her cardigan off her, his hands trembling. After tearing that piece of clothing off, he lowered his head until Hui Yin had to meet his fevered stare.

"Then tell me Xiao Yin, what is this?"

He dug his hips even more forcefully into her, and he made a noise that made Hui Yin arch reflexively in desire.

His voice deepened when he spoke, filled with frustration and anger. "Tell me, what the fuck is this?"

He had never felt this way with Nian Zhen, nor any other girl. If this was lust, then this pain should have only stayed within his body. Physical pain was something that he could endure.

But when he learned that she hated him, what does lust have to do with it? He didn't need her to like him to fuck her. And yet...and yet her silent assent of his question had driven him mad, to the point of relapsing on his old habits.

Really, what is this?

Their bodies melded together, and his hands caught the sides of her slender waist, steadying her against him. He had reached his limit a long time ago—only the thought that he didn't want this to end yet made him forcibly stop his own release. A tremor ran down his spine, his head felt dizzy, and he breathed heavily while barely holding on.

"Lu...Shen..."

His name on her lips made him press himself against her even harder. He just about came from the intensity of the movement, his breathing ragged. He knew she was going to end those words with 'stop', even though he could see that she was as tormented as he was.

Why did she hate him so much?

What did he do?

He really couldn't remember.

If he had done something to incur her hatred, he would have surely known. But he drew a blank, and at most, he could only tell that it started when he stayed at her apartment and she threatened him with her lamp.

Lu Shen even had Yan investigate if there was something that happened to her while he wasn't around, but nothing came up aside from her usual itinerary. It was a puzzle that he just couldn't seem to solve.

Her soft body squirmed underneath him, and he lost his train of thought. Her hand against his lips was a long since gone barrier, and he slanted his head, kissing her breathlessly. His tongue slid inside her mouth, tasting her.

The grinding motion of his hips turned faster and harder, and Hui Yin's toes curled inside her socks. She was going to...no, she couldn't...

She turned her head away, stopping the kiss. Her hand rose up and clutched his sleeve, trying to form the words to tell him to stop, but to her horror, she clutched him closer instead.

That brief show of surrender was nearly enough to make Lu Shen come, and his mind went blank as his hips trembled with the intensity of resisting his release.

Hui Yin's body became limp, her lips parted, and just as she almost lost herself in the moment...

Another sudden crash echoed throughout the whole villa.