Gu Yan knocked on the door, but no one answered. Seeing that it was about to be eight o’clock, she took out the key and let herself in.
The room was pitch black, leaving Gu Yan perplexed. Was he really not home?
She switched on the lights, looked down to change her shoes, and walked to the living room. The man standing straight by the floor-to-ceiling window startled her.
At this moment, Tang Yuxiu was only wearing a white shirt, without a tie, and the top two buttons were undone, revealing his sexy collarbones. The cuffs were also unfastened and loosely rolled up twice.
His entire being exuded a lazy sharpness.
Gu Yan steadied her mind, "Why don’t you turn on the lights when you’re at home?"
Tang Yuxiu placed the wine glass on the tray beside him and glanced at his watch nonchalantly, "Seven fifty-nine, I’ll give it to you—you’re punctual."
Gu Yan’s eyes flickered slightly, pressing her lips tightly together, her hands gripping the strap of her shoulder bag.
"I assume you’ve made your decision."
Gu Yan lowered her eyes, tightened her grip, then let go and nodded slightly, "Yes."
"Come here," Tang Yuxiu commanded coldly. Gu Yan shivered, looking up at him. The background behind him was the myriad lights of the city, and he stood in the high place, the king above all, possessing everything others envied, holding power over life and death that no one dared to defy.
Gu Yan moved her feet with difficulty, and Tang Yuxiu, with his ink-black eyes slightly narrowed, spoke with ruthless indifference, "Hurry up, my patience is limited!"
Gu Yan bit her lip, in her eyes flashed a hint of resentment as she looked at Tang Yuxiu. Her legs trembled, but she could only quicken her pace.
Though it was only a few dozen steps to Tang Yuxiu, Gu Yan felt as if she was crossing the galaxy.
She knew that as soon as she went over, she would become Tang Yuxiu’s mistress in the shadows, with even her future becoming impossible to reach.
Ahead was darkness, behind was sunlight. The closer she got to Tang Yuxiu, the farther she moved away from the light.
From now on, she could only stand in the darkness yearning for the sunlight, never able to touch it again!
She stopped three steps in front of him, going no further, and Tang Yuxiu had no objections.
"I assume you know what’s required of a mistress," his words, like an icy knife, pierced her heart mercilessly.
"I know." She gritted her teeth, speaking with difficulty.
She took off her shoulder bag and tossed it onto the sofa behind her, then closed her eyes, raised her trembling hands, and began to unbutton her shirt.
A mistress, isn’t it about stripping down to serve her benefactor?
Gu Yan told herself not to mind too much. There are plenty of one-night stands these days, and compared to others being with different people, she only needed to accompany Tang Yuxiu.
Tang Yuxiu, compared to those playboys and hoodlums outside, was far better. At least he was clean and certainly not promiscuous, nor would he have any disease.
Strictly speaking, she was fortunate.
With this thought, Gu Yan’s hands trembled a little less.
Tang Yuxiu, from start to finish, kept his gaze lowered, watching her desperately conceal her fear. No one would know what he was thinking.
The shirt’s buttons were finally undone two, revealing the bra underneath.
No matter how much Gu Yan tried to hypnotize herself, seeing her body increasingly exposed when she opened her eyes, she became more nervous, more flustered. The next button refused to come undone, and a thin layer of sweat appeared at the tip of her nose.
Tang Yuxiu’s deep eyes shimmered with dark luster, suddenly he spoke, "Enough!"