The cool beauty forcibly bids for top A: Chapter 34

The first thing Shen Yanzhou did when he walked in was turn on the light in this bedroom.

He leaned against the door panel, folding his arms. His silver eyes narrowed slightly, landing on the somewhat panicked man before him.

In fact, back when this fellow first claimed he had been blindsided with a club to the head while eating plate rice and then sold into the black market, Shen Yanzhou had only believed about thirty percent of it.

An S-class alpha, let alone being blindsided from behind, could trigger their innate instincts the moment they sensed danger approaching. How could he be easily taken down by human traffickers?

It was not that Shen Yanzhou had never had doubts.

The business world was a battlefield. He had occupied that position in the Shen family for far too long; people who wanted his life and people who wanted to plant spies around him could line up from Victoria Harbour all the way to the top of Victoria Peak.

He had tested this dog, many times.

Starting from the very first night he brought him home, with that glass of spiked ice water handed over to him.

He had mixed a high concentration of suppressants inside. He did not believe this S-class alpha could not smell it, yet this fellow did not even wrinkle his brow, tilting his head back to drain it in one gulp.

Later, he purposefully brought him into his highly private study. Although he let him in under the guise of private lessons, he had actually left a half-true, half-false private document in the most conspicuous spot in the study. He did not believe this fellow had missed it.

He also purposefully gave him a black card, discussing company secrets with Shen Xici right in front of him, and now he was currently on territory this dog was familiar with. If he truly wanted his life or wanted the Shen family’s commercial secrets, the opportunities were far too numerous to count.

Yet, nothing happened.

It was not for money, and it was not for his life.

The thing this dog did most by his side was keep that cold house organized and in perfect order, changing things up to make his appetite increasingly selective.

He always wanted to kiss him, hug him, clinging to him and pestering him like a large hound in heat.

Therefore, he did not delve any deeper into the twists and turns behind it.

After all, this was merely a financial transaction money paid, goods delivered, each getting what they needed. By the time he became pregnant, they would most likely not see each other again.

However, this dog was far too unusual today, and Jiang Xu was unusual too. The two of them were making eyes at each other right in front of him; did they really think he, Shen Yanzhou, was blind?

“Heh.” Shen Yanzhou let out a cold laugh, shifting his gaze from Sanqianwan’s face to sweep around this room that the fellow called a “pigsty.“

Was this the so-called “filthy, chaotic, and squalor”?

Although the floor was old-fashioned wooden flooring, it was waxed and maintained exceptionally well. Even though the area was not large, it was extremely tidy, so much so that anyone who did not know better would think the owner of the room had a cleanliness fixation.

Aside from a large bed, there was a bookshelf against the wall. The books on the shelf were not comic books either; half consisted of the literary masterpieces Shen Yanzhou liked, and the other half consisted of…

The Iceberg CEO’s Ninety-Nine Kisses, How to Make the Flower on a High Ridge Fall in Love with Me, Alpha Romance Practical Manual: Teach You Three Sentences to Hook His Heart…

The covers of those books were colorful, gaudy, and glaringly tacky. Some of the edges were even frayed from being flipped through, evidently studied day and night by the owner of this room.

Shen Yanzhou: “…“

Even though he was well-accustomed to major storms, looking at row after row of street-vendor literature that was completely incompatible with his taste and extremely hard on the eyes, the corners of his mouth still could not help but twitch twice.

What was this supposed to be?

This dog’s “spiritual nourishment”?

“Sanqianwan.” Shen Yanzhou pulled out The Moon and Sixpence, turning around to lean against the bookshelf, “You usually read this too? Maugham’s books, can you even understand them?“

Sanqianwan stood a few paces away, looking at the book in Shen Yanzhou’s hand, his voice low and muffled:

“I use it… to learn words.“

Learning words was false.

In truth, it was because you liked it.

Shen Yanzhou stuffed that masterpiece back in, then pulled out How to Seduce the Flower on a High Ridge, which featured two intertwined figures on the cover.

“Then what about this one?” He gestured with the tacky book in his hand, his tone full of playfulness, “Is this also used to learn words? Or rather… are you researching how to seduce someone?“

Seeing that book being singled out, Sanqianwan’s cheeks flushed slightly, and he stammered a bit: “This… this is…“

“This is what? Speak up.“

“This is… used to learn how to speak. I wanted to learn how the people in the books… say sweet nothings.“

Learning how to speak was false.

In truth, he wanted to seduce you.

Shen Yanzhou casually flipped open that book.

By some stroke of luck, the pages happened to stop on a dog-eared page, where this fellow had earnestly drawn a heavy line under a row of words with a red pen:

‘When dealing with an alpha/omega who is tough-tongued but soft-hearted, there is no need to waste words. Kiss him until his legs go weak, kiss him until he runs out of oxygen, and he will listen to whatever you say.‘

Shen Yanzhou: “…“

He shook his head awkwardly, stuffing that burning potato of a broken book back onto the bookshelf. To cover up that bit of uneasiness, he darkened his face and walked over to stand in front of Sanqianwan.

Coming closer, that unusual sensation grew even heavier.

Shen Yanzhou lowered his head, his gaze following down the tightly strained lines of the man’s thighs, only then seeing that this fellow was stepping on glass shards, with streaks of blood continuously seeping from the soles of his feet.

Glass shards? A wooden frame? A glass photo frame?

Was this the sound that occurred when entering the door just now?

“Only a glass photo frame? Where is the photo?” Shen Yanzhou lifted his head, looking at the pale-faced yet silent man before him, an anonymous fire instantly flaring up.

“Are you an idiot? You do not know it hurts when you step on it, standing there without moving even a single bit?“

“There is no photo, only a frame.” The man replied. Seeing Shen Yanzhou walking closer and closer, and fearing he might also step on the glass shards, he simply scooped the person up with one arm and carried him over to the soft, large bed.

Shen Yanzhou sat by the edge of the bed, his hands supporting himself on the bedsheet. Looking at the dog who was behaving far too abnormally today, he felt even more suspicious was this fellow hiding something?

“Do you have nothing you want to say to me? Is there nothing you are keeping from me?“

Sanqianwan lowered his eyelids, drawing his bleeding foot back behind himself a bit, his voice tightening slightly: “I do not know what master is talking about.“

Shen Yanzhou ignored this obvious playing dumb, “Have you and Jiang Xu been in collusion all along, deliberately setting up a trap to make me spend a large sum of money to buy you?“

Sanqianwan blinked his eyes, his lips moving, but he made no sound.

“Think carefully before answering.” Shen Yanzhou leaned his body forward slightly, bringing the distinct pressure characteristic of a superior, “Tell the truth, before I truly get angry.“

Sanqianwan avoided Shen Yanzhou’s aggressive gaze, his palms covered entirely in cold sweat. Lowering his head, he said slowly: “Yes.“

“And the purpose?” He continued to press, “Going to such lengths to perform this bitter meat trick to get into the Shen family, what are you after? I was just thinking moments ago, whether your previous deliberate attempts to get close to me were ultimately to steal commercial secrets or to take my life.“

“I…” Sanqianwan had just opened his mouth when he was interrupted.

“Let me guess.“

“It is for those children outside the door, isn’t it?” Shen Yanzhou said flatly. Thinking it over, this explanation was the most logical; two grown men taking care of so many children was no small expense.

Sanqianwan: ?

“For that bunch of baggage, you were willing to come out and work as an escort?“

“It seems those messy things on the bookshelf were also meant to please your financial backer, researching how to serve the financial backer more comfortably?“

“What, having a generous financial backer like me, is it very satisfying?“

Sanqianwan: “I actually…“

Seeing his hesitant and stuttering appearance, Shen Yanzhou sneered: “It seems I guessed right.“

“No.”

Sanqianwan was very frightened. He could feel that Shen Yanzhou was truly angry, and he feared he might suddenly say “get out.”

Therefore, before Shen Yanzhou could utter that word, he knelt down on the floor ahead of time. Lifting his head, his watery eyes were filled entirely with panic and a desire to please, like a large dog that had done wrong and feared being abandoned by its master.

“Master… can you please not be angry?” His voice was low and hoarse as he pleaded.

“Why shouldn’t I be angry?” Shen Yanzhou looked at him flatly.

Sanqianwan panicked. He did not know how to argue his case, so he could only use actions to prove his submission.

“Then I… what can I do so you will not be angry?”

As he spoke, he swiftly tore off the T-shirt on his body, revealing his muscular upper torso, and crawled forward half a step on his knees, “Do you want to bite me? Any way you bite is fine, as long as you can let your anger out.”

Shen Yanzhou turned his head away in distaste: “Thick-skinned and tough-fleshed, it would make my teeth ache to bite.”

Sanqianwan lowered his head, then with practiced movements unbuckled the leather belt at his waist, folding the belt in his hands and presenting it before Shen Yanzhou.

“Then… use the belt to whip me? Whip me until you are happy.”

Shen Yanzhou looked at that black leather belt. For some reason, a thought flashed through his mind if this man had not been bought by him back then and was not by his side now, would he also kneel like this before someone else, handing over a belt to beg for pleasure…

“I do not like playing SM.” Shen Yanzhou coldly pushed that hand away, “In case you are a masochist, who knows if being whipped by me would make you more and more excited, and then I would be responsible for resolving your physiological needs?”

Sanqianwan: “…”

“Then…”

“Bind your own hands.” Shen Yanzhou cut him off, commanding.

Sanqianwan did not know his purpose for doing this, but he immediately responded in a low tone: “Alright.”

Then, using the belt, he skillfully wrapped it around his wrists, bit down on the belt buckle with his teeth to pull it tight with force, and bound his own hands securely behind his back, tying a dead knot.

Having finished all this, he straightened his spine, kneeling by the bedside with his bare upper torso, looking entirely like he was baring his neck for execution.

Shen Yanzhou leaned back slightly, supporting his chin with his hand as he casually lifted his foot.

This pair of pampered feet was already dazzlingly white to begin with. Combined with a diet that was much richer and healthier than before, his feet had become increasingly charming, even his toes being rounded and tinged with a faint pink.

The tip of his foot gently tilted Sanqianwan’s chin upward.

“Mgh…” Sanqianwan was forced to lift his head, his bobbing Adam’s apple pressing right against the sole of Shen Yanzhou’s foot.

Shen Yanzhou was not polite either. Applying a bit of force with his arch, he stepped and pressed on that protruding Adam’s apple, feeling the intense tremor produced there due to swallowing.

“Hm? Want to speak?” Shen Yanzhou ground his foot down with force again.

The fair foot stepping on the alpha’s honey-colored, sexy skin was both erotic and aggressive.

His toes had absolutely no intention of letting the man off easily, moving back and forth, and he even deliberately used his big toe and second toe to wickedly pinch the left side, then pinch the right side.

“Ugh!” The man’s entire body trembled, his hands bound behind his back clenching into death grips, the veins on the backs of his hands bulging violently.

Shen Yanzhou did not let go. The more he saw him like this, the more repeatedly he did it, occasionally pinching and teasing until he heard the man’s irrepressible, heavy panting.

“Feeling a lot of sensation?” Shen Yanzhou sneered, stepping onto the man’s washboard abs.

Like a washboard, stepping on this place was frankly uninteresting. It was suitable for warming his feet in winter though, so he quickly shifted his target.

“Heh, I haven’t even stepped properly yet, and it has turned into this?” Shen Yanzhou narrowed his eyes, stepping down ruthlessly with one foot.

“Ngh!” Sanqianwan let out a muffled groan, his entire body instantly arching. The veins on his neck bulged, and the cold sweat on his forehead slid down his cheek, dripping onto the bridge of Shen Yanzhou’s foot.

Yet Shen Yanzhou did not move away, instead using the center of his foot to press and grind with moderate weight, slowly tracing the outline through the fabric.

“Is it uncomfortable?” Shen Yanzhou’s voice was airy as he coaxed in a low tone.

The corners of Sanqianwan’s eyes were completely red, his voice squeezed out from his chest cavity, “Mph… uncomfortable…”

“Heh.” Shen Yanzhou suddenly applied force under his foot.

“Ah…” Caught off guard, the man tilted his neck back, letting out a short, distorted sound. With pleasure and pain intertwining, he felt incredibly numb; he did not dare dodge, nor did he want to dodge, so he could only bear it directly, unconsciously pressing against that misbehaving foot.

“What about now? Still uncomfortable?” Shen Yanzhou looked at his blurry, unfocused eyes, the force under his foot not diminishing in the slightest.

“Mph…” Sanqianwan panted heavily, sweat flowing along his pectoral muscles, “But… I can… still hold out…”

This feeling of being completely controlled and wantonly trampled upon by Shen Yanzhou made his scalp tingle, bringing a pleasure so intense he almost lost his reason.

Looking at his deeply immersed appearance, a complex light flashed through the depths of Shen Yanzhou’s eyes. Then, applying a bit more force, his toes hooked sharply.

“Remember this feeling well for me…”

“If you ever dare to lie to me again in the future, I will strip you naked, bind you up… and step on you like this every single day, do you hear me?”

Shen Yanzhou withdrew that misbehaving foot, casually rubbing his bare sole against the bedsheet.

Sanqianwan still maintained his posture with his hands bound behind his back as he knelt on the floor. Due to the violent panting, his chest was still rising and falling in large movements. Those eyes, which had been bullied until they were somewhat red, looked up eagerly at the person on the bed, his voice hoarse:

“Then now… can you forgive me?”

“No.” Shen Yanzhou answered cleanly and directly, without the slightest hesitation.

As this cold refusal fell, he reached out to press the switch at the head of the bed, and the interior plunged into darkness once more.

“Are there rats in your room?” He asked.

“No, there aren’t.” The man replied.

“Mm, I am tired and going to sleep.”

Shen Yanzhou pulled the blanket over his head, his voice coming out muffled from inside the covers, “As for you, just keep kneeling on the floor. When I am in a better mood, I will let you get up.”

After saying that, he flipped over again, his back facing Sanqianwan, “Tend to your wounds properly before you continue kneeling.”

In the darkness, that tall silhouette did not move at all, only replying: “Mm, alright.”

As the room gradually quieted down, the eyes of the man kneeling on the floor shone with striking brightness.

In the dim, ambiguous shadows, his gaze was greedy and dark, licking across the humped silhouette on the bed inch by inch.

Shen Yanzhou was sleeping in his bed.

This realization made the blood throughout his body boil, making his scalp tingle with excitement.

This bed had witnessed countless numbers of his unspeakable nights.

During the years Shen Yanzhou knew nothing about, he had curled up on this bed countless times, dreaming of him; during his differentiation, when his mind was blurred from the fever, his head had been entirely filled with those cold silver eyes.

When his rut arrived, the S-class alpha’s pheromones rioted like a rampaging beast. He would lock himself in this narrow room, uncontrollably injecting high-concentration suppressants into his veins like water while on the bed.

At those times, the entire room would be filled with the bitter smell of medicine and thick pheromones.

He would hold the blanket, imagining that the person he held in his arms was Shen Yanzhou.

Imagining that on this bed, on the cold porcelain tiles of the bathroom, beside the desk, in every corner of the room… he held this person beneath him, wantonly possessing him, doing it tirelessly… until this person was completely dyed with his scent.

He had never thought this was a mere illusion.

He simply had not expected that when Shen Yanzhou lay tractably in his bed, covered by his blanket, and breathing his air, it would still feel just like a dream.

He turned his head slightly, his gaze sweeping toward the dark space beneath the bed.

Hidden there was a photo of Shen Yanzhou in his high school uniform.

Right at that moment, the person on the bed seemed a bit uncomfortable and flipped over.

Shen Yanzhou, who had originally been facing away from him, was now facing the edge of the bed.

With the help of the moonlight, Sanqianwan could clearly see that face that held his soul and filled his dreams. The sleeping version of him had reined in his daytime coldness, his lips slightly parted, looking completely defenseless.

He moved forward a few inches on his knees, leaning in closer, and planted an extremely light, extremely gentle peck of a kiss onto his warm, soft lips.

He pulled back to his original position with complete satisfaction, continuing to kneel perfectly straight, as though the person who had just stolen a kiss was not him at all.

In the darkness, the brow of Shen Yanzhou, who was supposed to be fast asleep, furrowed slightly.

The man’s warm touch still lingered on his lips. His fingers hidden beneath the blanket curled up unconsciously, and his breathing rhythm missed half a beat.

This fellow…

Stole another kiss from him.

Truly an disobedient dog.

When he got up tomorrow, it seemed he would have to continue teaching him a lesson.