Villain: Manipulating the Heroines into hating the Protagonist

As the kiss between Wang Jian and Lin Xingya ended, Lin Xingya couldn't help but show a shy look, her cheeks flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and excitement. However, Wang Jian seemed determined not to let the moment slip away. With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he began to remove Lin Xingya's clothes, revealing her exquisite naked form to his hungry gaze.

Lin Xingya couldn't suppress a gasp as Wang Jian's hands roamed over her body, igniting a fire of desire within her. She squirmed slightly under his touch, a mix of nervousness and arousal coursing through her veins.

"Wang Jian, we shouldn't..." Lin Xingya murmured, her voice filled with uncertainty as she tried to resist his advances. But Wang Jian paid no heed to her protests, his lustful intent driving him forward with an almost primal urgency.

With a playful grin, Wang Jian continued to explore Lin Xingya's body, reveling in her soft curves and delicate features. Each touch sent a wave of pleasure coursing through him, fueling his desire to possess her completely.

Lin Xingya's resistance only seemed to fuel Wang Jian's excitement further, his passion mounting with each passing moment. Despite her protests, he could sense the underlying desire in her eyes, a silent plea for him to take her in his arms and lose themselves in the heat of the moment.

Before long, Wang Jian's pants were discarded, revealing his throbbing member in all its glory. With a primal growl, he positioned himself between Lin Xingya's thighs, his gaze locking with hers as he prepared to plunge into her depths.

As Wang Jian's cock entered Lin Xingya's pussy, she let out a gasp of surprise, her eyes widening in disbelief. Despite her initial resistance, the feeling of being taken by him was too intense to ignore. A mixture of pain and pleasure coursed through her body, making her grip the sheets tightly as she tried to keep from crying out.

Wang Jian moved slowly at first, giving Lin Xingya time to adjust to the sensation. But soon enough, he picked up the pace, driving deep into her with each powerful thrust. Lin Xingya's body convulsed beneath him, her nails digging into his back as she fought against the onslaught of sensations.The source of this content ɪs No(ᴠ)ᴇlFire.nᴇt

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Unfazed by her struggles, Wang Jian continued his assault, determined to claim what he wanted. He reached down and gripped Lin Xingya's large breasts, pulling her close as he buried his face in her cleavage. The combination of his rough treatment and his intense passion ignited a fire within Lin Xingya, pushing her past her initial fear and into a world of pure pleasure.

Her moans became more and more desperate as Wang Jian's movements grew more forceful. She arched her back, offering herself to him completely, lost in the throes of their passionate encounter. Each time he smacked her round buttocks, Lin Xingya cried out in both pain and arousal. The sting of the slaps only served to heighten her senses, driving her deeper into the heat of the moment.

Wang Jian's skillful ministrations left Lin Xingya gasping for breath, her body trembling from the sheer force of the orgasm that tore through her. With a final thrust, he plunged into her, claiming her as his own. Lin Xingya collapsed against the bed, panting heavily as she struggled to catch her breath.

"Good girl," Wang Jian murmured, nuzzling her neck. He withdrew from her slowly, his cock still hard and throbbing. Lin Xingya looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mixture of love and lust. "That was incredible," she whispered, reaching out to caress his face.

Wang Jian grinned at Lin Xingya's shy expression. "Well, we're only just getting started," he said, his voice tinged with amusement. He pulled her roughly onto her hands and knees, positioning her for the next stage of their encounter.

Lin Xingya whimpered as Wang Jian entered her from behind, his cock sinking deep into her warmth. She felt impossibly exposed, the position making her feel utterly vulnerable. Yet despite her embarrassment, she couldn't deny the pleasure she felt as Wang Jian began to move inside her.

His hands roamed freely over her body, exploring every inch of her soft skin. He smacked her round bottom once more, making Lin Xingya cry out in both pain and pleasure. She couldn't believe how much she enjoyed the sting of his hand on her bare cheeks.

The combination of Wang Jian's rough treatment and his powerful thrusts had Lin Xingya whimpering and moaning like a wanton slut. She squeezed her thighs tightly together, trying to hold back the orgasm that was building within her. As Wang Jian continued his assault, she felt like she was losing her mind with pleasure.

Her moans grew more desperate as he pulled her hair, urging her to move faster against his hips. He bit her shoulder, her breast, her neck—anywhere he could sink his teeth into her delicate skin. Each sensation only served to fuel the fire burning inside Lin Xingya, consuming her completely.

With a final cry, Lin Xingya gave in to the powerful orgasm that ripped through her body. She felt like she was dying, the pleasure so intense it was almost too much to bear.

Lin Xingya woke up to find herself alone in bed, her body sore and aching. As she looked around the room, a frown creased her brow. "Where did he go?" she muttered to herself, the dissatisfaction evident in her voice.

Struggling to sit up, Lin Xingya winced as a sharp pain shot through her lower body. She let out a loud groan, the sound echoing in the room. Just then, the door creaked open, and Wang Jian sauntered in, looking rather dapper in his elegant attire, a cup of tea in hand.

He flashed her a smirk as he approached, offering her the cup of tea. "Morning, beautiful," he greeted her casually, his eyes gleaming with mischief.

Lin Xingya shot him a glare, her dissatisfaction evident. "Morning," she grumbled, accepting the tea but refusing to meet his gaze.

Wang Jian chuckled at her response, taking a seat beside her on the bed. "Rough night, huh?" he teased, taking a sip of his tea.

Lin Xingya's glare deepened as she shot him a pointed look. "You could say that," she retorted, her tone laced with irritation.

Wang Jian's smirk widened as he leaned back against the headboard, his gaze roaming over her disheveled appearance. "You're just too irresistible, Xingya," he remarked casually, his tone unapologetic.

Lin Xingya huffed in response, crossing her arms over her chest. "That doesn't give you the right to be so rough," she snapped, her frustration bubbling to the surface.

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Wang Jian simply shrugged in response, his nonchalant demeanor unwavering. "Can't help it if you bring out the beast in me," he quipped, a playful glint in his eyes.

Lin Xingya rolled her eyes at his remark, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "You're impossible," she muttered under her breath, taking a sip of her tea in an attempt to calm her nerves.

As Lin Xingya demanded an explanation for his plans for the day, Wang Jian leaned back casually, crossing his legs. "Well, I thought I'd go out and have some fun with those noble heirs," he explained, his tone light. "Then, I might pay a visit to Shui Xueying's residence and spend the night there."

Lin Xingya's eyes narrowed as she processed Wang Jian's words, her mind racing with a mix of disbelief and indignation. "You're going to stay with Shui Xueying?" she exclaimed, her voice tinged with a hint of anger.

Wang Jian nodded casually, taking a sip of his tea as he leaned against the doorway. "Yeah, I figured I'd give her a turn," he replied, his tone nonchalant. "After all, it's only fair, right?"

Lin Xingya's cheeks flushed with frustration as she listened to Wang Jian's flippant response. She couldn't believe that he would be so casual about leaving her after their night together. "Fair?" she repeated incredulously. "How is that fair? You just used me and now you're moving on to someone else?"

Wang Jian shrugged, his expression remaining unfazed. "Hey, it's not like we're in a committed relationship or anything," he said with a casual wave of his hand. "Besides, you got what you wanted, didn't you?"

Lin Xingya's fists clenched at her sides as she fought to keep her temper in check. She couldn't deny that she had enjoyed their night together, but she couldn't shake the feeling of betrayal either. "You're unbelievable," she muttered, her voice laced with frustration.

Wang Jian flashed her a charming smile, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "I try," he replied, taking another sip of his tea. "Anyway, I should get going. Don't worry, I'll come visit you again sometime."

Despite her frustration, Lin Xingya couldn't help but melt at his touch, a small sigh escaping her lips. "You better," she replied, unable to hide the hint of vulnerability in her voice.

With a reassuring smile, Wang Jian leaned in to place a gentle kiss on her lips. "I promise," he whispered, his words sending a shiver down her spine.

As he left her room, Lin Xingya couldn't shake the feeling of unease that settled in the pit of her stomach. She knew that despite his charm and charisma, Wang Jian was a wild card—a man with his own agenda. And as much as she tried to resist, she couldn't deny the pull he had on her heart.