Black Bellied Belle: Demon Lord, Bite The Bait Please Chapter 331.2: Soul Returns

“At that moment, Qing Qing was so movingly beautiful it just made me want to possess you so much, just like now…..”

Upon saying that, he lowered his body and was going to kiss the young lady on her soft luscious lips.

Unexpectedly, even though she was unable to resist and unable to move, she still barely managed to turn her head to the side just when his lips were just about to press down on her, resulting in the man coming to kiss her cheek.

He was surprised and was just about to make his move again when he heard the young lady’s slightly hoarse voice sound out slowly and haltingly.

‘Can you not….. do this to me…..” The hoarse sounding voice even carried a slight sobbing tinge.

Do not shatter the last sliver of hope I still hold in my heart…..

Do not make me become disgusted with you…..

He had said that he would be his closest kin, to forever shield and protect her like an elder brother.

The young lady then closed her eyes sadly, and a single tear fell from the corner of her eyes, crystalline clear under the silvery moonlight, beautiful and alluring.

“Why are you crying?” Seemingly greatly pained, he stretched a hand out to wipe the tear away. “Don’t you like Big Brother very much? Big Brother dotes on you so much, why do you not like me?”

As his voice fell, he did not wait for her to respond but went on to run his long slender fingers down over the young lady’s smooth cheek, moving them slowly towards her robe collar that was in slight disarray.

A small section of her well defined collarbone came exposed, together with that soft smooth neck, her skin so fair it seemed to glow with a faint pinkish tinge. Such a tender and nubile young lady, and unimaginably perfect. Even her hair was giving out a faint alluring fragrance, pulling him in seductively like an irresistible love potion.

His heart was inextricably attracted to her.

She closed her eyes in despair, her body unable to summon up any strength, but the fingers on her unmoving hands were tightly clenched up, the veins on the back of her palm bulging up visibly.

It was so painful….. So very painful…..

Why?

Had it all been her own wishful thinking all this time?

The man’s gentle countenance was filled with exhilaration, like the mask he wore for so many years had finally been torn off, and his real face had come revealed.

She screamed out silently inside.

Is that what Hell feels like? If it is, then just let her die at this moment from this tormenting agony she was feeling inside…..