The lights went out, plunging the room into darkness as moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating the floating dust particles in the air. The clear, cold moonlight draped over everything like a delicate veil.
Yu Li let her hair cascade to one side and unbuttoned the top of her nurse uniform, revealing a slender neck that glowed like polished jade under the moonlight. She placed her hands on the man's shoulders and gently knelt astride his powerful thighs, her waist immediately captured by strong hands.
Bo Jingmo's crimson eyes burned with feverish intensity in the darkness, filled with obsessive desire. The woman was bathed in a silvery glow, her lips curved in a faint smile. Every feature of her stunning face seemed meticulously crafted like fine porcelain, those fox-like eyes capable of stealing souls.
Yu Li looked down at the impatience in his gaze and chuckled softly: "Want a kis—mmph!"
Before she could finish, her lips were captured, swallowing the rest of her words. Bo Jingmo tilted his head back, his sharp jawline accentuated as his crimson eyes half-lidded with dark desire. His adam's apple bobbed as one hand cradled the back of her head, the kiss turning fierce and possessive, their lips and tongues tangling from every angle.
The room filled with wet sounds and heated breaths, an unnameable scorching tension weaving through the air. The amnesiac puppy kissed with unpracticed enthusiasm, nearly stealing Yu Li's breath away.
She lightly patted Bo Jingmo's shoulder and mumbled a weak protest between kisses. Only then did he finally pull back with a satisfied smirk, licking her swollen lips before nuzzling her ear with a hoarse whisper: "I love Lili."
"Good boy." Yu Li stroked his cheek and guided his hand to her neck. "Bite me here."
Because it would hurt Lili. No matter how delicious she smelled, he'd always restrained himself.
Yu Li curved her eyes and brushed her lips against his as she coaxed: "It'll make you feel better. Just a gentle bite, okay?"
Already at his limit, Bo Jingmo's eyes darkened further at her sweet plea. His lips unconsciously pressed against her neck, teeth grazing the tender skin. Yu Li's eyes glinted as she pressed his head closer, enticing him to apply more pressure.
"Yes... you can use a little more force."
When sharp fangs finally pierced skin, Yu Li couldn't suppress a soft gasp. Bo Jingmo immediately jerked back in alarm, but not before a sweet taste flooded his mouth—Yu Li's blood.
This realization sent thrilling tremors through his entire body. Unnoticed by him, his strength grew substantially, his physical form becoming more solid.
Watching this, Yu Li slowly smiled and rested her chin on his shoulder, relaxed and satisfied.
Everything was ready now. Just waiting for the prey to take the bait.
Meanwhile, on the fifth floor, the metal door creaked open.
The moment the door opened, a wave of thick metallic scent assaulted Yu Yu's senses, making her cover her nose and frown. Truthfully, she rarely came to the fifth floor—Director Bo seldom summoned anyone here, usually communicating via phone or messages.
Facing the eerily quiet corridor, Yu Yu hesitated. But Yu Chi had insisted the fourth floor incident must be connected to the director. Taking a deep breath, she stepped inside quietly. The director's office was at the far end, yet the blood scent seemed to originate from another room.
Only a few dim lights illuminated the hallway. Yu Yu noticed a slightly ajar door ahead, darkness within punctuated by flickering light.
Her heart leapt as she crept closer, pressing against the wall to peer inside. What she saw made her eyes widen in shock.
A massive altar dominated the dim room, its blood-red surface carved with dense, esoteric symbols that seemed to writhe and twist under the candlelight. Red wax dripped onto the floor like coagulating blood, forming crimson trails that snaked toward the doorway.
Kneeling before the altar was a familiar figure dressed in black that nearly merged with the shadows. The man's straight back faced her as he worked on something, dark red blood silently spreading across the floor like a venomous serpent in the flickering light.
Yu Yu's pupils constricted. She'd recognize that figure anywhere—it was Bo Jingmo!
But... what was happening here?
Her face pale, Yu Yu instinctively stepped back, desperate to leave.
Then a cold voice froze her in place: "Don't move."
Every drop of blood in her body turned to ice. Her teeth chattered uncontrollably as she stammered: "I-I didn't see anything."
Bo Jingmo had turned his head slightly toward her. The dancing candlelight cast shifting shadows across his refined features, giving him an unapproachable, godlike aura. His narrow eyes were deep pools of darkness, utterly devoid of emotion.
"Who allowed you on the fifth floor?" His voice was glacial.
Blood still flowed from his wrist, the pale skin almost translucent enough to see the blue veins beneath. Bo Jingmo casually tossed aside a small blade and pressed gauze to the wound. Though blood loss had drained color from his face, the icy aura around him remained intimidating.
"Director, I..." Yu Yu panicked, her gaze fixed on the sharp blade on the floor that reflected her terrified expression. Had the director been performing bloodletting? What was this room for?
Bo Jingmo expertly bandaged his wrist with one hand and said flatly: "Didn't I forbid unauthorized visits?"
As he approached, Yu Yu's legs gave way and she slid down the wall, lips trembling: "Director, I came because—"
Suddenly remembering a certain someone, she blurted: "Director! Yu Li is on the fourth floor! We got separated! You need to find her!"
The man instantly stilled, his head snapping up as his eyes narrowed dangerously.
"She's back at the hospital?"