S*x Toy Designer (1v1) - Chapter 31

Settling down, Chi Zaozao scanned the area and spotted a familiar figure entering.

Her heart clenched, then eased. If he could come here to find women, why couldn’t she?

With a defiant resolve, she joined the nearby girls’ conversation.

“Got your eye on anyone?” one asked warmly as Chi Zaozao turned to them.

She glanced around, meeting those soul-piercing eyes, then quickly looked away, smiling at the group. “Just got here, haven’t really looked yet.”

“Fair enough, you just sat down,” another said, nodding toward a corner. “See that guy over there? He’s my dream Master, great build, moves with style, definitely a top-notch d_m.”

Chi Zaozao followed her gaze. The man seemed to sense their attention, his eyes locking onto them.

Before she could speak, a familiar voice came from behind. “Miss, do you have a partner?”

Her body stiffened. The girls turned, but she kept her head down, unable to meet his gaze, even masked.

“No answer means no,” he said, extending his hand.

The girls gaped, one even thought he was far better than her pick, even through the mask.

A girl nudged Chi Zaozao’s hand, urging her to seize the chance.

Steeling herself, she stood, meeting his eyes. Never had she felt so cowardly, barely able to hold his gaze.

Before she could reach out, he claimed her wrist possessively, pulling her from the area without a word.

His grip was firm, betraying his anger.

She didn’t dare complain, hurrying to match his pace.

Upstairs, he shoved open a room’s door, slamming it shut with a bang and tossing her onto the bed like a sack.

“Hiss…” Before she could react, his body pinned her down.

Her mask was ripped off, her dress torn apart. Panic surged.

“Master…”

Her words worsened things. His movements grew rougher. “So you still remember your Master? And you dared to join the event?”

Her dress was stripped, bra torn off, bre_sts bouncing free. Her panties were ripped away, discarded

Too scared to speak, tears welled in her eyes.

She knew if Xie Jingyao hadn’t come, a stranger might have claimed her.

Inwardly, she thanked him. From the moment she entered the event, he filled her thoughts.

Yet, she resented his interference. She’d braced herself, only for him to shatter her resolve.

“Kneel!” He removed his mask, his icy command making her bare skin shiver.

She saw his fury.

But she didn’t hesitate. His presence felt like home, as if even his punishment was love.