The man seemed not to hear her words and still approached her step by step, bit by bit.
Looking at those dark, enigmatic eyes, in those icy, almost bloodthirsty eyes, Gu Tiantian moved sideways at a snail’s pace.
But no matter how big the room was, it was still just that distance.
When Gu Tiantian was still an arm’s length away from the man, he suddenly reached out and pulled her over, directly throwing her onto the bed.
He then flipped over, pressing her down.
That familiar yet strange male scent filled the air, and Gu Tiantian stared wide-eyed at the giant and overly luxurious crystal chandelier in the center of the ceiling.
The first time was because of being drugged, and this time... even if she wanted to escape, she couldn’t.
She didn’t ignore the icy, bloodthirsty look in the man’s eyes, the chilling aura that made her shiver, as her clothes grew fewer before she even had time to resist.
She wanted to hold onto something, but what came was the sudden piercing pain from the man.
The man looked at her, curling his lips into an enchanting smile, yet that smile carried an indescribable coldness and chill.
In the next moment, the movements suddenly intensified, and Gu Tiantian couldn’t bear it, letting out a sharp cry.
Hearing the man’s low, haunting laughter echoing in her ears, realizing what it meant, Gu Tiantian wished she could rip him to shreds.
But the fact was, she was now being tortured inch by inch by the man.
Unable to endure it, she eventually begged in every way she could, but the man seemed not to hear anything, becoming even more ruthless.
Gu Tiantian didn’t know when it all ended; she only knew that when she woke up, the room was dark, the luxurious crystal chandelier above still casting a dim glow, the room filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.
Her mind was sluggish for a moment, and Gu Tiantian once again thought she was dreaming.
Upon slightly moving, the ache that felt like being crushed all over reminded her once more that this was reality.
This time, instead of getting up immediately, Gu Tiantian lay still on the excessively large bed, staring dazedly at the heavy-colored curtains.
The curtains had been drawn open, revealing the darkness outside.
From this angle, she could see the bright, twinkling stars in the distant night sky.
Gu Tiantian blinked, recalling what her grandmother said in her childhood—that her father went to heaven, becoming a star, watching over her every night.
Back then, she was only ten, at an age of vague understanding, and foolishly believed it.
Even now, she was willing to believe her father became a star, gazing down at her from the night sky.
In the next second, Gu Tiantian suddenly crawled out of bed, almost falling due to weakness and soreness, but she quickly grabbed the bedside table.
After a long while, when she finally recovered, she slowly got out of bed, walked to the window, and pulled the curtains closed with effort.
In this state, she didn’t want her father to see her; it was too shameful.
Thinking of that wretched man, Gu Tiantian was both angry and sad, but above all, filled with hatred.