Fated to My Billionaire Husband

She had only stepped in to wash off and change into cleaner clothes, and did not expect him to be back so soon.

If she had known he was coming here, she would rather die than change her clothes!

Jian Yufei clutched at her shirt, struggling with all her might. “Ruan Tianling, what the hell is your intention? We’re already divorced. Yan Yue is the one you love. Aren’t you afraid of letting her down by treating me this way?!”

“Hmph, you are seducing me. If I were indifferent to you, wouldn’t that make me less of a man? This has nothing to do with who I love, but with my manhood!” He spoke in a husky voice, letting go of her chin and his hand sliding down her arm to gently squeeze her tiny waist.

The touch jolted Jian Yufei, her toes curling tightly as she tiptoed, gripping the polished floor.

Her face paled, she raised her hand hitting him, crying out in panic, “Bastard, I did not seduce you, I did not…”

In a desperate tumble of words, she explained the sequence of events that led her there. She was only changing her clothes and had no intention of seducing him.

Yet, the man did not believe her explanation at all.

He grabbed Jian Yufei’s flailing arms, hoisting her up and slamming her forcefully against the cold wall. His robust body pressing against hers, fervently reflecting his current arousal.

Jian Yufei was so frightened that she didn’t dare to breathe or move anymore.

“Wasn’t it the same trick that you used before?” he squinted, his sharp eyes gleaming with a fiery light that seemed capable of consuming her.

Jian Yufei was taken aback, “I don’t understand what you mean!”

The man’s hand moved from her smooth and fair cheek, drifting downwards, over her slim and graceful neck, then her delicate collarbone…

“Remove your hand!” In her anger and embarrassment, Jian Yufei reached out to pull his hand away, but he forcefully grabbed her wrist, ferociously pressing her hand against the wall.

Her head was forced back, upper body slightly arched with her chest heaving dramatically.

“Whom are you kidding? Wasn’t that the tactic you used to get me in bed the first time?” He mocked coldly.

Upon his reminder, Jian Yufei recalled their first encounter. After getting their marriage certificate, he had not touched her immediately.

It wasn’t until the night of their wedding that they made love.

She remembered having drunk quite a bit at the banquet that day, and she reeked of liquor.

When they came home that night, she groggily went to the bathroom to freshen up. Only after she finished did she realize she hadn’t brought in any sleepwear.

So she randomly grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her chest. Just as she was about to step out, Ruan Tianling pushed the door and entered.

She hadn’t expected him to suddenly come in. Whenever she faced him, she always felt nervous and flustered.

So, the sight of him startled her, she lost her grip and the towel fell onto the floor, exposing her naked form to him.

Ruan Tianling had also drunk a lot, even more than her.

At the sight of her curvaceous form, his desire was immediately aroused.

What happened next was a foregone conclusion.

A woman’s first time is always etched deeply in her memory.

Jian Yufei would always remember the feelings he gave her that day, warmth and shock—

And the unbearable pain she felt, without any feeling of pleasure at all.