Chapter 427: Chapter 427: The Most Cruel Punishment_1
"I thought you had some grand scheme, but it turns out you’re just tired of playing with cheongsams and belly-dance costumes and want to add wedding dresses into the mix. Third Young Master Jun, you’re disgusting." Ye Lu coldly looked at him, shaking with anger.
Just thinking about his past antics and how he intended to play the same game with her made her nauseous. From beginning to end, he only ever saw her as a plaything, a woman for him to misuse and vent his desires on the bed.
Third Young Master Jun’s fingers rigidly hung in the air as she moved away. As he looked at her undisguised disgust, his passionate yet fragile heart was suddenly crushed, leaving bloody shards everywhere.
"Hahaha..." He suddenly burst into manic laughter, watching her with a look that Ye Lu couldn’t understand.
Ye Lu shrank back, staring at him warily: "What are you laughing at? You find my words amusing?"
"Ye Lu, do you know what the most terrifying punishment in the world is?" He asked.
Ye Lu shuddered, backing into the corner of the bed. She recalled the terrible punishments he had listed earlier, and felt her heart freeze, her eyes reflecting her fear.
He couldn’t possibly intend to use those terrifying punishments on her for disobedience, especially when he said he had the "most terrifying" punishment.
She was done for. She was surely doomed tonight.
"Are you going to use the cruelest punishment on me?"
Third Young Master Jun smiled, watching as she nervously curled into a ball. He leaned towards her, slowly caressing her eye with a bizarre gentleness. Terrified, she quickly closed her eyes, afraid that he might gouge them out the next second.
"The cruellest torment inflicts physical pain to the extreme, even if the wound cuts deep into the flesh, it will eventually heal. But there is a punishment that pierces straight into your heart and reaches your soul, causing a pain so profound that it makes your soul tremble, unforgettable for eternity!"
That punishment is language.
Razor-sharp words are the cruelest punishment in this world.
They can truly cause heart-wrenching pain and leave wounds that are hard to heal.
"What punishment is that?" Ye Lu’s breathing halted.
"I won’t tell you. But one day you’ll taste it, you cold-hearted woman will definitely taste it!" His voice suddenly took on a vicious tone.
Ye Lu opened her eyes in confusion: "You think I’m wronging you?"
"No, you’re not wronging me at all."
Third Young Master Jun’s evil gaze fell on her wedding dress, he licked his lips and began playing with the bow, swiftly undoing it.
His smile was filled with malicious intent.
"Instead of your husband, I get to defile you on your wedding night, in your pure white dress. Enjoying another man’s wife, such an erotic scene, which man wouldn’t be aroused? Such a thrilling experience makes my blood boil uncontrollably."
Ye Lu glared at him hatefully, her chest heaving in anger. She had never seen a man so shameless, flaunting his lasciviousness so openly.
"You’ve reached the peak of disgrace."
Furious, she raised her hand to slap his shameless smile.
Third Young Master Jun coldly grabbed her wrist and flung it aside. With a shriek, she helplessly tumbled onto the bed.
Third Young Master Jun’s face twisted into a savage expression as he pounced on her like a lion tearing its prey, pinning her to the bed.
"Don’t even think about it, I won’t let you touch me!" Ye Lu glared at him with rage. Using both her feet, she fought back fiercely, like a cornered animal making a desperate struggle.
If it was just the same violation night after night that she experienced before, she might have been powerless to resist and forced to endure the humiliation.
