Chapter 1: Baby, Guess Who I Am?
Darkness. Boundless, endless darkness. That was Wen Yuhuai’s first sensation upon waking.
He had suffered from night blindness since childhood. It wasn’t severe, but in a relatively dim environment, he was no different from a blind man. Especially now—he couldn’t even see his own hand stretched out in front of him.
The silence around him was terrifying, and his vision was pitch black. The only thing Wen Yuhuai could hear was the pounding of his own heart. He barely managed to calm his nerves, fumbling to sit up. He stumbled back against the headboard, clutching his heavy, groggy head as he tried to retrace how he had ended up here.
He remembered he had an appointment for dinner. He had reserved a table. On the way, he got out of the car to buy a bottle of water. He had just turned a corner when suddenly his vision went black, and he lost consciousness.
Thinking of this, he subconsciously touched his arm. Sure enough, a sharp sting followed; if he wasn’t mistaken, there was a small needle prick there.
So, he had been kidnapped?
Since arriving in this world, Wen Yuhuai’s life had been smooth sailing for years. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation. Inevitably, panic set in. His hands groped around wildly, wanting to touch something to ground himself, but his palm suddenly made contact with warm skin.
Fuck, fuck, fuck!!!
There was someone else on the bed!
He scrambled to retreat, but his ankle was caught in a vice-like grip. He was easily dragged back, falling straight into a scorching embrace.
The man’s voice was very low, laced with a strange, rough rasp, as if he had deliberately altered his vocal cords. “Baby, what are you hiding from?”
Wen Yuhuai’s eyes widened in terror, but it was futile. His vision remained a pure void of darkness; he couldn’t see a thing.
His heart beat more and more violently. He opened his mouth, his Adam’s apple bobbing with difficulty. His voice trembled unconsciously. “You… who are you? What is your goal in keeping me here?”
“Do you want money? I can give you money…”
If it was just for money, that was easy. The one thing he didn’t lack was money. If it was for something else—
Before he could follow that train of thought, the arm around his waist tightened abruptly. He was seized by the waist and the nape of his neck, his cheek forced tightly against bare, solid muscle.
The man seemed to enjoy his distress for a moment before letting out a slow, methodical chuckle. The slightly rough pads of his fingers rubbed against Wen Yuhuai’s lips with ambiguous intent, his voice low and suggestive. “Money? I’m afraid you misunderstand me, Baby. I don’t lack money.”
Wen Yuhuai tried to struggle, but perhaps due to the drug injection, his limbs were soft and weak, unable to exert any strength. In the end, he could only lie in the man’s arms, gasping for breath in futility.
He gritted his teeth in grief and indignation, a chill running through his heart.
He didn’t lack money? Then why kidnap him? To take revenge on society? To vent anger? To use him to threaten his family?
Wen Yuhuai had transmigrated into this book world over twenty years ago. For the first time, he felt the world’s deep malice toward him.
Since arriving, he had diligently performed good deeds every day, terrified of repeating the miserable ending of the villainous supporting character he embodied. But what was the result? Can someone tell him why he could get kidnapped just by walking down the street?
Was this the inevitable ending for a villain?
The more he thought, the more exhausted he became. Wen Yuhuai simply gave up struggling, burying his face in the man’s chest in self-abandonment, unwilling to face reality.
But the other party was obviously displeased by this.
A hand clamped onto the back of his neck, forcing him to lift his head. After a faint scoff, the man cut the nonsense and kissed him, aiming straight for his lips.
Yes, a kiss. And a fierce one at that. Taking advantage of Wen Yuhuai’s stunned state, the man pried open his lips and teeth, storming in to conquer his territory.
Wen Yuhuai, a steel-straight man in both his past and present lives, had never experienced such a battle. He froze completely, his brain turning into mush. It wasn’t until the man bit the tip of his tongue in dissatisfaction that he finally snapped back to reality.
Holy shit!
This person didn’t kidnap him for wealth; he kidnapped him for lust!
That was even scarier, wasn’t it?!
Out of an instinct to protect his backside, Wen Yuhuai began to struggle again. He fought hard, with a reckless ruthlessness. The other man, caught off guard, was actually pushed away for a moment.
Wen Yuhuai couldn’t see anything. Like a blind man, he fumbled blindly, trying to get off the bed. But a powerful force yanked him back. He was pressed onto the mattress in a prone, kneeling posture, his face mashed against the sheets, his features squeezed out of shape.
The other party’s voice now carried a hint of careless cruelty. “Baby, where do you think you’re running to?”
Wen Yuhuai’s body shook uncontrollably, his mind blank from extreme fright. His teeth chattered as he spoke again. “You… who exactly are you? What is your purpose…”
The man seemed tired of his nonsense. He grabbed the back of Wen Yuhuai’s neck again, turned his face, and kissed him.
Twisted into an awkward position and trapped in the man’s embrace, Wen Yuhuai was forced to endure this increasingly domineering kiss.
Soon, his lips were swollen, and the tip of his tongue went numb. Yet, the man showed no intention of restraining himself. Instead, he became more vicious, the kiss deepening further.
Slurred words spilled from between their lips. “Who am I? Does Baby not remember who I am?”
Wen Yuhuai only felt pain in his lips and tongue. Physiological tears were forced from his eyes as he shook his head, trying to evade the overwhelming kiss.
Fortunately, the man finally let him go, temporarily.
Hot lips and tongue slowly licked across his cheek, lapping up the dampness at the corners of his eyes bit by bit. Wet, hot breath sprayed against his ear, triggering a cascade of shivers.
“If you can’t remember, forget it. Why doesn’t Baby take a guess? The moment you guess correctly, I’ll let you go home.”
Wen Yuhuai gasped for air wretchedly, his pupils unfocused. It took a long time for him to barely recover his senses.
“You—”
He moved his fingers, which had regained some strength, raised his hand, and slapped the man across the face.
This slap used all his accumulated strength. His entire palm went numb from the shock. Presumably, that pervert wouldn’t feel too good either.
But he had miscalculated again.
The man wasn’t angry. Instead, he became even more excited.
At the same time, a large hand caught Wen Yuhuai’s hand. Rough fingertips gently rubbed his slightly numb fingertips before forcefully interlacing their fingers, locking them palm to palm.
“Be a good Baby. Don’t use so much force next time. If your hand hurts, my heart will ache.”
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