Chapter 3 Two Million
When I woke up, Chu Qingyun was lying with his back to me, held in my arms.
The white skin of his body was covered in bruises and marks that exposed exactly how brutal I had been last night.
I ran my hand down his smooth back. The texture felt so good it was like stroking high-quality silk.
The more I touched, the lower my hand went. My lower abdomen tightened the moment I remembered it.
He suddenly grabbed my wrist. “Don’t.”
His originally clear voice was now hoarse.
“Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to you. I just want to fuck you. I don’t want to kill you.”
Even after I finished speaking, his body didn’t relax. He was clearly still afraid.
I got out of bed, picked up a check, and wrote twenty thousand.
Chu Qingyun leaned against the headboard watching me. There wasn’t a single unmarked spot below his neck. Even I was shocked by how crazy I had been with his body.
I added an extra zero and waved the check at him.
“Two million. How about you stay with me for a while?”
His amber eyes looked at me. A flash of struggle passed through them.
After a short silence, he spoke with extreme difficulty.
“Okay.”
I tossed the check to him and watched him carefully put it away.
The beautiful rims of his eyes suddenly turned red. Even his breathing became hurried.
For a moment, I actually felt he was a little pitiful.
I knew Chu Qingyun. He was poor, but he had always been an excellent student. In everyone’s eyes, he was hardworking and clean.
Now he had sold himself for money. He must be suffering terribly inside.
But that bit of sympathy disappeared quickly.
With him, I never ran out of sadistic desire.
I leaned over, pinched his chin, and kissed him. “Work out more. Don’t pass out on me next time.”
He turned his head away. His breathing, which had just calmed, became rapid again.
He really had been humiliated too much.
I laughed loudly and turned to enter the bathroom.