Chapter 138: I Want It Now

Inside a certain international luxury hotel, white sheer curtains shielded the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting an alluring, romantic glow throughout the room.

On the spacious, luxurious bed, Sheng Ting was bound by strips of fabric torn from a white bedsheet. Infuriated, she glared at the man standing right in front of her.

"Feng Chenxin."

"I am going to say this one more time: untie me."

Her voice was hoarse. Wrapped only in a white bath towel, expanses of her porcelain-white skin were exposed to the cool air.

Yet, bound tightly by the fabric strips, red chafing marks already marred her delicate wrists. She tried desperately to struggle, but escape was utterly impossible.

The way Feng Chenxin had tied her up—it was simply... Sheng Ting was certain he had done it on purpose.

"Hmm?"

Standing right before her, the man’s pitch-black eyes brimmed with a playful, teasing smile. He looked down with a condescending gaze at the woman bound to the massive bed.

His low, magnetic voice carried a mocking undertone.

"Untie you? So you can make love to him?"

As Feng Chenxin spoke, his gaze drifted toward the corner of the living room table. There, another man lay heavily bound, knocked unconscious before he even had time to pull up his trousers.

"What on earth are you talking about?"

Sheng Ting stared at him in utter disbelief. How could he possibly think she would ever get involved with someone as greasy and repulsive as that?

Besides, she was here on serious business, wasn't she?

Without a second word, Feng Chenxin had knocked the other man cold.

Then he had tied her up, and four or five hours had already passed since then.

She had remained bound like this, tossed onto the bed, until her wrists were swollen.

Moreover, the posture he had used to tie her up felt humiliating no matter how she looked at it.

"Hah,"

Yet Feng Chenxin only cast a cold glance at her, letting out a chuckle deep from his throat that felt infuriatingly punch-able.

"You even cleaned yourself up beforehand. Isn't that just waiting to sleep with him..."

"Feng Chenxin!"

Sheng Ting was driven mad with anger. Her hair was disheveled, her hands were tied, and she was trapped in the most mortifying posture imaginable.

Feng Chenxin had deliberately tied her so she couldn't break free.

Given the knots he used, even with her specialized training, she couldn't undo them.

"Stop shouting."

"You've been screaming for four or five hours. Aren't you afraid your throat will hurt?"

Feng Chenxin stepped forward, picked up a glass of water from the bedside table, and tried to feed it to her.

Sheng Ting refused to drink, so he pinched her chin and forced the water down her throat.

As a result, water spilled down her neck, soaking her skin. Her dark hair was a mess, yet she was being pinned by the head and forced to drink.

Halfway through, the man finally released her and returned the glass to the nightstand.

Sheng Ting broke into a weak cough, choking on the liquid. She had been forced to swallow even more water just now; combined with earlier, she must have consumed three full glasses over the course of the night.

She furrowed her brows, acutely sensing a sudden, rising urge within her.

Raising her head, she stared straight into the man's handsome face, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"Did you do this on purpose?"

Feng Chenxin glanced at her sideways. "Well, what do you think?"

Sheng Ting’s vibrant face was flushed, her breathing ragged. After choking on the water, her chest heaved as she sat there in a rather pathetic state.

Droplets of water still lingered at the corners of her lips, and he made no move to wipe them away.

Instead, he raised a hand, pressing his cool, lightly calloused fingertips against her chin.

He seemed to thoroughly enjoy watching the water trickle down from the corner of her mouth.

"Feng Chenxin, you!"

Sheng Ting was boiling with rage.

When she called his name, she practically gritted her teeth to the point of breaking them, so furious was she.

Suddenly, however, her brows knitted together, a reaction that did not escape Feng Chenxin's notice.

The corners of his lips curved upward into a mocking arc.

He watched her distress.

Watched her panic.

She was growing desperate, needing to visit the restroom.

"Need to go?"

Noticing her reaction, Feng Chenxin raised an eyebrow, his tone dripping with ridicule.

Sheng Ting gnashed her teeth in pure hatred!

If she could untie herself right now, she would surely kill him.

She felt as though she were going to be driven insane with frustration.

Yet, the angrier she got, the more intense and undeniable that particular physical need became.

Sheng Ting's face flushed a deeper red.

She glared at the man before her, her brows tightly knitted.

Her legs clamped together.

She was nearing her breaking point.

She was convinced Feng Chenxin was taking deliberate revenge on her!

He had forced three glasses of water down her throat tonight while she was tied to the bed.

Leaving for the restroom was completely out of the question.

He simply wanted to humiliate her thoroughly as payback for what she had done to him that night in the past.

But Sheng Ting was genuinely losing her mind.

"Feng Chenxin, I really can't hold it much longer, untie me!"

"Hurry up."

"I..."

Feng Chenxin sat down right in front of her, his pitch-black eyes seeming to harbor profound, murky emotions.

Observing her expression, he lowered his voice and asked, "Is it very uncomfortable?"

His tone was gentle, tinged with a sliver of complex emotion as it brushed against her face.

Their eyes locked.

This made Sheng Ting's gaze falter as memories surfaced.

He used to treat her just like this.

So gentle.

In the beginning, he had never worn this playful, teasing expression.

He couldn't even bear for her to feel the slightest bit uncomfortable.

Let alone bully her like this, watching her make a fool of herself while forbidding her from using the restroom.

Truly, what goes around comes around.

It was rare for Sheng Ting to play the role of a heartless woman in a relationship.

And lo and behold, she was now reaping Feng Chenxin's vengeance.

She was the one who had provoked him first.

She was the one who had dumped him without a word the moment she got what she wanted from him.

Although there had been reasons behind her actions, in his eyes, he must utterly despise her now.

Yet Sheng Ting had never imagined that years later, she would cross paths with him again in Xinzhou.

And she had even ended up sleeping with him.

Well, yes, she might have been a bit excessively heartless.

But looking now at the cold indifference in the man's eyes, completely devoid of his former gentleness,

Sheng Ting suddenly felt a pang of sorrow deep within her heart. Stiffening all over, she spoke in a hoarse, strained voice.

"Feng Chenxin, I'm begging you, won't you untie me first?"

"I really am going to wet myself."

Feng Chenxin certainly knew how to drive someone to the brink of insanity.

Having been forced to drink so much water and tied to the bed, Sheng Ting had nowhere to go.

She surely couldn't endure it much longer.

Yet, for reasons unknown, as he watched her struggle, a flicker of unnameable emotion flashed through his obsidian eyes.

Her entire body was tense, her face flushed red—a sight reflected in his gaze, stirring complex emotions within him.

Even so, his expression remained ice-cold.

If not for the casual, teasing words spilling carelessly from his lips, surely no one could have guessed how chilling his true demeanor was.

"Let you go? Then tell me, what about my first time? How do we settle that?"

"I'll compensate you."

Sheng Ting was completely out of options.

Her brain felt as though it were burning up, her thoughts reduced to a total blank.

She was convinced that the next second, she would wet herself right then and there.

"As long as you untie me..."

"Oh?"

Feng Chenxin raised an eyebrow, speaking at a leisurely, unhurried pace.

"How exactly do you plan to compensate me?"

His voice was deep, deliberately drawn out, while Sheng Ting didn't have a single second left to spare.

Every word he uttered sounded like pure torture to her ears.

"However you want me to compensate you, I will."

"Can you just untie me right now?"

"Let me go to the restroom first."

Sheng Ting was so anxious she was on the verge of tears.

"I really can't hold on anymore."

"However I want, huh?"

Feng Chenxin curved his lips into a mocking smile.

"Hah, you certainly have a way with words."

Just like all those years ago.

She hadn't changed a bit.

"Very well." His gaze turned playful.

"Since you insist on making amends..."

Feng Chenxin let out a soft laugh.

"To prevent you from going back on your word..."

His tall figure surged forward, abruptly closing the distance between them.

Leaning close to her ear, he murmured, "I want it right now."

"Mmph..."

Sheng Ting's brows furrowed as her lips were effectively sealed.