CHAPTER 115: 2) BREAKING YANYU

"What? Perhaps the cat got your tongue, how come you aren’t saying anything? Now do you realize how pitiful you are?" he added.

She shook her head and was about to say something but words couldn’t form properly, all her senses were on the rod rubbing her back... She wanted more but it feels asking for it would only make her look more pathetic.

Her back arched as pleasure built up again, her mind was hazy, unable to think straight, she didn’t even notice how easily she had submitted herself to Zhao Fan, unable to see that she was the one who wanted this.

"Anhh, ahnn, mmmmm..." She felt another spring breeze coming, Zhao Fan was looking at her, wondering how long it would take for her to realize her situation. But as soon as her spring breeze reached the peak, she was unable to release it.

"Anhn, anhh, hhhh, mmmmmm, nnnngghhh, haaannn..." She was trying her best to release but the gate was closed. She was unable to move her body. Her senses were only on the rod.

"What’s wrong? Do you want it so much... Beg me nicely, I am merciful Young Master. I will grant it to you," Zhao Fan uttered.

She felt so shameful. How could he just say it like that?

Zhao Fan had a cold smirk on his face as he looked at her with pity. He had been busy toying with her for the past few minutes but he still wasn’t satisfied.

"Are you willing to beg for mercy, or would you prefer to go back and wait for your husband to make another choice for you? It’s your choice. This Young Master does not force anyone. I simply just want your body but I don’t think it is worth the trouble. What do you say?" Zhao Fan asked.

She felt even more humiliated... She thought her husband was the only one who treated her like a slave but this young man is far more cruel.

"Anhhh, hhaa, hhh, nnnnghhh..." She was about to speak but Zhao Fan moved his hand away from her cave. She almost collapsed if not for Zhao Fan who held her from falling down.

"So, you don’t want it? Fine, I will go, you can think again..." Zhao Fan said as he let her down, as his hand left her cave, her spring water released, she looked at it but it was less than before. She felt more shameful.

She was about to grab his robe but her heart felt like it was being ripped apart. She knew this was the right choice. Her heart was in pain. She felt as if she would lose this chance. Her heart was telling her to grab him but she didn’t... She knew Young Master was better choice for long sustainable future but... She let him go.

Zhao Fan didn’t expect her to let him go. He was surprised but still continued to walk. He had many other things to do than just playing with a weak-willed woman.

As he left her, her heart beat even faster... She wanted his touch. She needed it. But she didn’t know how to ask for it.

She wanted to cry but she had no more tears left. She knew this was her last chance yet she let him go. She felt guilty. She was regretting her choice.

She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She needed to think clearly. What should she do? She looked around, she was on the summit, with her body naked and her heart empty. She knew she needed to make a decision. She needed to decide what she wanted.

Did she want to be with Young Master Zhao? Or make her own path...

"Ughh... That beasts, he is too much, 30 years in east, 30 years I’m west, don’t bully the poor woman." Finally her lust own. It is what it is, the water is bound to find the slope.

As such she rushed towards the man.

"Y-Young Master, please wait," she called out to him, her voice trembling, but he didn’t stop. She felt like she was losing her chance. She knew that if she didn’t do something, he would leave. She wanted to beg him to stay but she was too prideful. She didn’t want to look weak in front of him.

"W-Wait... Please don’t leave..." She finally begged, her voice desperate, hoping that he would hear her, hoping that he would overlook this matter once. She couldn’t let him go. She couldn’t bear to lose this chance.

Zhao Fan stopped in his tracks, his back still turned to her, as he listened to her words, his eyes narrowing ever so slightly, he heard her footsteps as she came closer.

"What is it?" he asked, his voice cold as ice, not even bothering to turn his head. He wasn’t in the mood to deal with her. He had already played with her enough. He wanted to go, the mind made of glass breaks by a single stone.

"Please..." Her voice shook, her heart racing, she couldn’t believe that she was begging him to stay, but she knew that she had no other choice. She had to do it.

Zhao Fan’s eyes widened slightly, well, he didn’t expect her to beg.

He truly didn’t expect that she would go that low. Was that all her pride, she was quite stubborn and he respected that. But still, she wanted something.

He finally turned around, his gaze meeting hers, he was surprised to see the tears in her eyes, and her body trembling slightly, she looked so vulnerable, so weak. But it wasn’t her fault. He did something that she couldn’t handle. It wasn’t his fault.

"I’m sorry... I’m sorry for my earlier behavior... Please... Don’t leave, let’s talk and... And..." she begged, her voice cracking, her pride shattered, she didn’t care about anything else anymore.

She just wanted him to stay and couldn’t care if she looked weak. He could see the desperation in her eyes and he knew that he had broken her, sell it was to be granted. It was a good thing.

Zhao Fan raised an eyebrow, his lips curling into a smirk. "And what? What more do you have to say? Why are you begging now? Why not before? And what and?" he asked, his voice low and husky, but there was a hint of amusement in it. He enjoyed seeing her beg. He enjoyed having control over her.

"I-I don’t know..." She shook her head, her mind racing, she didn’t know what to say, she didn’t want to admit that she wanted him. She didn’t want to lose her pride. But she also knew that she couldn’t let him leave.

He took a step closer to her, his presence overwhelming and his aura suffocating.

"You don’t know... And you except me to believe?" Young Master Zhao said. "I wonder why grace is suddenly so desperate. If I remember correctly, grace had everything to say... Is it the desire, the lust, the want that makes you desperate, or is it because your heart wants me to stay? Speak properly, this Young Master has little patience to spare, especially to the one who was so disrespectful to him," Zhao Fan said.

"I... I don’t know, but please don’t go..." She said, her voice barely a whisper, her gaze fixed on the ground, finger tight against eachotthers, she couldn’t look him in the eye, she couldn’t face him. She felt too ashamed. She knew she was acting weak, but she couldn’t help it. She couldn’t control herself.

Zhao Fan was about to walk but she stopped him once again.

"Please... I’m begging you... Don’t leave me alone... Didn’t Young Master said your Yang was building up, use me to release it," She finally said, her voice cracking with emotion, her body trembling with fear, her eyes wide with desperation.

He couldn’t resist a woman begging him, seeing how desperate she was and how much she needed him, it was amusing, but he knew he needed to take advantage of it.

"You want me to use you, is that so?" He asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm, his gaze piercing through her soul, seeing every emotion that crossed her face.

"Y-Yes... I do..." She nodded her head, her voice trembling slightly.

"Please... Just use me... I’ll do whatever you want... Just don’t leave me, I have few things to say," She begged, her tears falling down her cheeks, her body shaking with fear and desperation. She was willing to do anything to keep him from leaving. She didn’t want him to go... She truly has anything that she needed to say that was within her heart.

Zhao Fan smirked, only visible for couple of mili seconds, he knew he had her right where he wanted her, he took another step closer, his face inches away from hers, his breath hot against her skin.

"Why should I stay? Why should I use you? You were the one who acted like a stubborn mule, I don’t need you, there are many women willing to open their legs for me."