Chapter 2 Pinned Down
I was actually hungry and finished three dishes and a soup quickly.
When I served them, Lin Yan sounded surprised. "I didn't know Mr. Huo could cook."
I smiled. "No choice. I often work late."
She paused. "You cook often?"
I nodded. "Yeah. Isn't that normal for corporate slaves?"
Her gaze darkened, like she was trying to figure something out.
Then I remembered I was supposed to be the CEO Huo Chichen, not some overworked employee. I laughed awkwardly. "Eat before it gets cold."
She dug in without ceremony, demolishing everything. I poked at my rice, wondering how to politely kick her out.
But she spoke first. "Mr. Huo, when are we going to bed? I'm tired."
The directness threw me.
Hearing it said so bluntly still stunned me.
"Huh? Oh! Let me make up the guest room."
As I made the bed, heavy footsteps sounded behind me.
"Wait just a—"
Before I finished, she pushed my head down onto the mattress.
I struggled to get up, but I couldn't break free.
"Mr. Huo really knows how to play gentleman."
Lin Yan sat on my hips, pinning me completely, breath hot against my ear. I shivered.
I stammered, "W-what do you mean?"
"Whatever Mr. Huo means, I mean."
Her hand slid under my waist. Click—my belt opened.
I panicked. "W-what are you doing?"
I thrashed, escaping her grip for a second, only to be dragged back by my ankle.
Her voice was ghostly. "You."
Then my ass felt cold.
This was way too aggressive. She just yanked my pants down.
Men and women were different!
Then she grabbed my ass and smacked it.
I panicked even harder, clenching everything.
She flipped me by my collar. I clutched the sheets to protect my dignity.
But she was way stronger.
I stuttered, "S-stop, this isn't fun."
She laughed. "I think it's fun. Look at you—like a lamb waiting for slaughter."
She grabbed my arms and flipped me again. I was done for.
No!
I struggled desperately.
In the chaos, I accidentally tore her dress.
I froze, staring.
Those weren't breasts. They were pecs.
He was a man?
I yelled, "Y-you're a guy?!"
He smirked coldly. "I've been by Mr. Huo's side all this time, and you only notice now?"
I wasn't the original scumbag. I'd just transmigrated. How was I supposed to know?
He continued, "Didn't you always want me? Perfect—I like Mr. Huo too. If you don't mind being under me, I'd happily follow you."
I shook my head frantically. "Misunderstanding! Huge misunderstanding!"
He pinned both my wrists with one hand and patted my face. "What misunderstanding? Didn't you invite me over for some 'deep exchange'? With that little body, you're not even enough for me to play with. Where do you get the guts to chase me?"
Then he grabbed my dick.
Pain shot through me. I jolted.