Dominant Marriage: The CEO's Overbearing Love

Chapter 268 - 246 Now I Am Your Woman

Passing through the dancing crowd, she sat down at the bar and didn’t dare to order strong alcohol, fearing she might get drunk and affect tonight’s plan.Thinking about the video Nie Heng showed her, instructing her to follow it, made her feel embarrassed.

She took the drink handed over by the bartender and downed it in one go, the spicy liquid made her stick out her tongue.

"Su Yutong?"

A voice from behind called her, and when Dudu turned around, she immediately rolled her eyes.

It was Qiao Luchen, the one who called her repeatedly after a blind date and finally got blacklisted by her.

Despite being blatantly disliked, Qiao Luchen wasn’t angry; instead, he walked up behind her, looked at her empty glass, and said, "Troubles?"

"None of your business!" Dudu said, putting down the glass, getting off the bar stool, and turning to leave, but Qiao Luchen grabbed her arm, "Who gave you the guts? Thinking I’m patient?"

Dudu was no pushover, staring at him and cursing, "What’s it to you if I drink? Why don’t you just go stir up some crap? Let go!"

Hearing her crude words, Qiao Luchen laughed instead of getting angry, "Do you know how much you deserve a lesson?"

"Do you know how shameless you look? If you don’t let go, I’ll call for help!"

Qiao Luchen sneered, releasing her arm but then pressing her against the bar; a glass fell to the floor and shattered...

"Are you crazy?" Dudu kicked towards his groin but he dodged; the bartender, familiar with Dudu, hurried over to assist: "Sir, please calm down."

Qiao Luchen glanced at the shattered glass at his feet, then looked at Dudu with a faint smile, slowly stepping away; as soon as he eased his grip, she pushed him away furiously and ran towards a side passage.

She stood panting in the elevator, mentally cursing Qiao Luchen’s ancestors.

Away from the noisy crowd and music, the quietness of the hotel hallway felt uncomfortable, making her heart pound with nervousness over what she was about to do.

She took a deep breath, opened the door, and returned to the room. It was still quiet; he hadn’t woken up.

Dudu picked up the sheer dress beside the bed, glanced around the room, and went into the bathroom.

She quickly showered, put on the dress, let her hair down over her shoulders, looked herself over, and took another deep breath before stepping out.

So much time had passed, he must be awake now, right?

She walked out and her gaze immediately met his.

His brows were furrowed deeply, anger filled his eyes.

Seeing her dressed like that, Shen Yiran’s voice was cold: "What now?"

With a touch of impatience and a hint of disgust, his tone made Dudu pause at the bedside, "You always say I’m causing trouble, but I’ve always been serious."

"Do you know how hurt I feel seeing you with Liang Zixuan? You only ever find me noisy and annoying, never caring about whether I’m hurt or sad. I offer my heart to you, only for you to stab it and toss it back. I have felt hopeless; loving you is so draining... But Su Bao, every time I’m about to give up, I think, maybe if I hold on a bit longer, you’ll accept me?"

Shen Yiran’s expression darkened further, suppressing his emotions and pain, he moved his hands tied to the bed and coldly ordered, "Release me."

"No," Dudu answered defiantly.

Maybe due to his cold demeanor, Dudu’s earlier shyness diminished significantly, she stepped onto the bed, straddling his waist, and started undoing his buttons.

"Stop!" Shen Yiran shouted sternly, Dudu hesitated for a moment, then, as if in defiance, her fingers worked even faster on the buttons.

Seeing her dressed like that was already unbearable for Shen Yiran, let alone her reckless actions now; his body naturally responded.

Dudu felt the change beneath her, deliberately shifting her position, and looked at him with a somewhat smug smile, "See, your body likes me, right?"

"Get off."

Dudu sat on him, tilting her head, "Do you mean it?"

"You can mess around anytime, but this time you’ve gone too far," his indifferent expression made Dudu momentarily worried, as if continuing might make her lose him forever.

Despite her worries, her hands didn’t falter as she reached for his belt...

Her awkward attempts, completely random, were mere fumbling; the sheer dress hinted at the beauty beneath, the fabric brushed against him, stirring a tickling sensation, making his desire harder to endure.

Ignoring his repeated warnings, she remained determined, her chaotic movements torturously discomforting him.

The black lace panties fell to the floor, imitating the postures from the video, she found the position and slowly sat down...

"Su Yutong!" Shen Yiran’s loud shout frightened her, she flinched but continued, frowning.

"... So painful." She mumbled, uncomfortable, and paused.

Shen Yiran’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he said, "Release me, let me handle it."

Dudu froze, then shook her head: "I’m not falling for that, once I release you, you’ll definitely leave me again."

She had been abandoned too many times.

Enduring the tearing pain, she bit down and sat down harder, her face twisted, pale, hands supported on him, not daring to move.

Shen Yiran’s breath became rapid, feeling the situation spiraling out of control in an undirected way.

Feeling extremely uncomfortable, desire unfulfilled, with no control over the lead, he exhaled heavily, looking at her, "Untie me."

Now his gaze wasn’t as cold, carrying a hint of haze.

Dudu paused for a long time before attempting to move, looking at him with a satisfied smile, "Now I’m your woman."

Shen Yiran, having lost some control, wanted to discard all ethics to possess her, but no matter what he said, she didn’t release him.

Her unskilled rubbing made him pleasure yet discomfort.

The night outside remained unchanged, the bustle below continued, the night wind stirred the curtains, mimicking the rhythm on the bed...

Start to finish, she never untied him, single-handedly muddling through her first time.

By the end, she cried, yet a smile lingered at her mouth, collapsing onto him, warm tears mixed with sweat fell on his chest, "Su Bao, if I give you a child, will you marry me?"

"Dream on." His response was harsh, not showing a bit of kindness from start to finish, his increasingly cold face scared her.

Her smile turned more bitter hearing his answer, she buried her head in his chest, hiding her dejection and awkwardness, murmuring, "I knew... even if I give you everything, you wouldn’t treasure it."

Sighing deeply, her tears fell between her cheeks and his chest, greedily listening to his heartbeat.

It was the first time, and the last time.