Chapter 21
Nie Jun went back to his room and headed straight to the bathroom. When he came out, he saw a […]
[This time, the high-ranking one is the bottom]
Kong Wenyu rose to power at a young age. Countless people offered themselves to his bed, hoping to climb up the social ladder through him.
Many of his business partners even tried sneaking “canaries” into his sheets.
But he never accepted any of them.
A friend once asked him why. The noble young man, long-haired with dark eyes, rested his chin on one hand. His gaze flickered briefly toward a shadowed corner before he replied calmly, “No reason. I simply don’t want to.”
Yet the voice that was cool and clear yesterday had turned hoarse today, and the slightly loosened collar revealed traces of suggestive red marks.
There was no doubt—his bed was not empty.
Sensing the shift, the friend tactfully changed the subject: “I heard your bodyguard is quite skilled. Lend him to me for a while?”
Kong Wenyu: “…”
The tall, broad-shouldered bodyguard stood silently behind him like a shadow, head slightly lowered, expression unreadable.
After the guests had left, a man with wheat-colored skin knelt on the ground, hands bound, his chest covered with mottled marks.
Kong Wenyu tilted the man’s chin up with the handle of a whip, voice teasing yet edged with malice:
“Out of all the bodyguards, why did he choose you?”
Nie Jun: “…”
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Three years ago, Nie Jun had been one of the most feared mercenaries in the underworld—until that day on the cruise ship, when he met someone.
The man’s beauty was almost intoxicating. He had reached out, clutching at Nie Jun’s sleeve with drug-hazed eyes, and whispered:
“Save me.”
#Do personal bodyguards have to warm the bed too?
#If his voice goes hoarse from calling out, why still no official title?
#How long does a secret affair have to last before it becomes legitimate?
A silent, watchful, and overly possessive bodyguard seme × A powerful, manipulative, and unapologetically entitled noble uke.
Nie Jun went back to his room and headed straight to the bathroom. When he came out, he saw a […]
When Kong Wenyu came out of the bathroom, Nie Jun was still standing by the door, holding a towel, intending
The day after boarding, Kong Wenyu had to go to the sanatorium because they had told his secretary that Madam
“If it’s not a good time,” Kong Wenyu said, glancing away with a trace of regret, “can I at least
When Kong Wenyu was completely lost in pleasure, his gaze turned almost obsessed, as if he were remembering something from
Nie Jun asked, “What do you need me to do?” Kong Wenyu paused, his brows tightening slightly. Nie Jun’s voice
Nie Jun checked the caller ID. It was an internal call from Room 302. Kong Wenyu was on the third
A steady knocking sounded several times in succession. Nie Jun had already jumped up at the very first knock, quickly
After hanging up, Nie Jun grabbed Kong Wenyu’s clothes and went to find him. The screening room was behind the
At some point, someone must have pressed the remote, and the movie resumed playing.The low voice and the dark, moody
Nie Jun was firmly kneeling on the ground, his legs spread wide, posture open and brimming with restrained power. Kong
Two days later, the party Fu Xi had mentioned was held at the Yun Jian Hotel. It was a purely
The black car sped through the night. Two minutes—maybe less—then the sudden ring of a phone broke the silence inside
At three in the morning, Kong Wenyu had no choice but to go home. Kong Lingtou had called his phone,
Kong Wenyu changed clothes and came back out. Everyone in the living room turned to look at him. He walked
Even in the Kong household—especially in the dead of night—it was never appropriate to be carrying someone around openly. Nie
Kong Lingru got out of the car and started directing people to bring in the gift boxes. Every time she
Two days later, Kong Wenyu invited Fu Xi to go horseback riding, and Fu Xi agreed without hesitation. After a
The crabapple blossoms only lasted a week. Looking out through the glass, Kong Wenyu saw just a few flowers left
The phone on the nightstand wouldn’t stop ringing. Kong Wenyu let go of Nie Jun’s hand and reached over to