The Psychopath's Harem



In that moment, Xia Ying found herself locked in a fierce battle with her inner demons while her body melted completely into Xia Tian's embrace, unable to resist his magnetic pull.

Initially, she had only intended to share her stories and experiences with Xia Tian, innocently seeking solace and understanding. But suddenly, his sinister hands began to wreak havoc, plunging her into the depths of an uncomfortable and awkward situation.

Clad in modern attire befitting this reality—a sleek, long-sleeved top paired with a form-fitting pencil skirt—Xia Ying unwittingly provided Xia Tian with easy access to her thighs. His touch was unrelenting, his fingers caressing her tender skin contantly.

As silence enveloped the air, a peculiar mix of desire and unease seeped into Xia Ying's core.

She couldn't help but let out a heavy breath, her words trembling as they escaped her lips, "S-Someone would see us." Yet, in spite of her protestations, his lips continued to rub against her neck, while his fingers playfully pinched at the flesh of her abdomen, squeezing it between his digits.

It was an unsettling sensation, one that simultaneously made Xia Ying uncomfortable and yet strangely satisfied.

"It's fine. Just kill anyone who spots us like this," Xia Tian spoke nonchalantly, his words dripping with an unnerving confidence.

With a swift, almost inhumane precision, his hands slipped inside her top, exploring the realm beneath. To his surprise, there was no bra to conceal her breasts, leaving them exposed to his touch.

As he caressed them with a delicate touch, a shiver ran down her spine.

!!

Her eyes glazed over, slightly numb, while her chest rose and fell with the rhythm of her heavy breaths.

"W-We can't kill everyone just for this," Xia Ying managed to squeak out the words, her dry lips yearning for a taste of his.

Xia Tian's audacity struck a chord deep within her, sending a surge of contradictory emotions through her veins.

It was a strange mixture of astonishment and satisfaction that flowed through her being.

Yet, Xia Tian's seriousness was unmistakable; he spoke with a chilling certainty. "I can kill, and not only that—I can erase this entire dimension from existence if someone dares to disturb me," he declared, emphasizing his point with a squeeze on her right breast, causing her pulse to quicken and her senses to intensify.

!!

Xia Ying's eyes flew open, widening in surprise. She tilted her head ever so slightly, gazing at him with a mix of shyness and curiosity. "Brother Tian, how about moving to a room?" Her voice quivered with hesitation, and her body tensed as she nervously swallowed, her cheeks turning a deep shade of crimson.

'D-D-Did I just say that?' Her mind raced in disbelief.

A sense of confusion lingered within Xia Ying. Shouldn't she, as a woman, be more reserved? Why was she inviting him?

Xia Tian, who had initially entertained the very same thought, felt his enthusiasm wane.

As he looked at the blushing mess before him, his mind shifted.

Above all, he would love to see her beg him to stop, her eyes brimming with tears.

The mere thought of those tear-filled eyes pleading with him sent a surge of desire through him, causing a slight twitch in his dick.

Meanwhile, Xia Ying remained blissfully unaware that her slightly numbed eyes were unknowingly fueling his fetish of seeing women crying. 

With a sudden, jolting motion, he nimbled onto her ear, eliciting a startled yelp of surprise from her.

"Yay!" she exclaimed, her voice a mix of pleasure and astonishment.

Caught off guard, she felt a surge of surprise coursing through her body, urging her to stand up. But Xia Tian's hand firmly pressed down on her, his grip sinking into her flesh, keeping her rooted in place.

"B-b-brother, please stop," Xia Ying pleaded, her nervous eyes darting around the surroundings, her heart racing with a potent blend of excitement and apprehension.

Desperate to regain some control, she attempted to place her hands over his, which were persistently caressing her chest. However, Xia Tian swiftly intercepted her, guiding her hands away and then capturing her neck with his lips in a passionate kiss.

"Mmnn~!" Xia Ying's eyes sealed shut in a mixture of shock and pleasure, her body responding with an instinctive, pleasurable arch.

The sensation escalated as he unexpectedly took hold of her small, rosy nipple between his fingers and gently twisted it, sending waves of electrifying pleasure throughout her.

He leaned in and planted a kiss over her face. Meanwhile, his other hand, which had been idle, sprang to life, nimble fingers undoing the buttons on her skirt one by one.

Unlike a typical zipper, her skirt boasted a row of buttons that demanded careful attention. Xia Tian didn't bother with them all; he focused on liberating her hips by undoing just the first two buttons. His hand ventured inside, eagerly exploring the warmth that enveloped his fingers.

Aching with the weight of unshed tears, Xia Ying's eyes welled up, ready to overflow as she turned desperately to him, silently begging for a halt.

They were exposed here, in the wide openness of their surroundings.

This was not how she envisioned her first time.

Yet, Xia Tian couldn't help but find her eyes lovable, filled with tears threatning to drown him.

She captured his gaze, and he tilted his head slightly, reaching out to cover her delicate lips with his own.

Even as his lips claimed hers, his hand continued teasing and caressing her breast.

Not content with one invasion, his other hand slipped inside her skirt, squeezing her thighs and caressing above her delicate panties.

The overwhelming surge of stimulation left Xia Ying dizzy.

As his tongue flicked across her dry lips, she felt a rush of heat coursing through her. With hesitant anticipation, she reluctantly parted her quivering lips, allowing his tongue to explore the cavern of her mouth.

But what awaited her was far from gentle. Like an aggressive intruder, his tongue invaded her small mouth with force. She was left defenseless, her senses overwhelmed by the unexpected assault.

Xia Tian couldn't resist biting her lips, a mix of pain and pleasure, before finally releasing their connection.

Xia Ying's lashes trembled like delicate butterfly wings as she spoke, her voice barely audible, a mere whisper in the air. "Y-You're bullying me," she managed to utter, her breath heavy and uneven.

Xia Tian's grin stretched wider, a wicked glint in his eyes as he leaned forward to leave a trail of kisses on her cheeks. "Yes, I am bullying you. So what? Who are you going to complain to?" he retorted, his hand sliding beneath her skirt without hesitation.

His fingers, skilled and demanding, slipped inside her panties, caressing her moist folds.

A nervous lump formed in Xia Ying's throat, and she swallowed it down anxiously. "W-We shouldn't do this before marriage," she stammered, her instincts screaming that this was all wrong.

It felt as if she was forced into a situation she had not signed up for.

The realization sparked a sudden surge of resistance within her.

She didn't want this to be her first time, not here, not like this.

But the more she resisted, the more her tears fell, the stronger Xia Tian's desire to dominate her became.

Now, not even the descent of heaven to earth could deter him.

Nothing could stop him from bullying her today!

He would continue to abuse her, push her to her limits, and beyond.

Ignoring her protests, he pressed his lips against hers once again, this time with a heightened intensity that ignited a new profound passion between them.

As their mouths melded together, he continued to explore her trembling body, his fingers delicately caressing her most intimate area, between her folds.

With a delicate touch, he slipped the tip of his finger inside her little vaginal hole, eliciting occasional quivers of pleasure that reverberated through her being.

"Haaa... Haaa... Haaa..."

When they finally broke apart, the flush of desire painted Xia Ying's face, tears glistening in her eyes from the overwhelming waves of arousal threatening to consume her. Her eyes fluttered shut, her lips parting in a moan that escaped into the air like a whispered plea.

"Mhnnn~"

"Please stop," she pleaded, her voice laced with a mixture of desire and uncertainty.

Xia Tian withdrew his hand from beneath the fabric of her skirt, and with a teasing slowness, he held his finger just above her quivering lips. "Shhh... You want this, don't you?" he whispered, his voice dripping with temptation.

Xia Ying's body stilled, her eyes trembling as she finally acknowledged the constant pressure against her rear. Biting down on her lip, she felt her feet nervously rubbing against each other, trapped in a challenging and uncertain position.

Such a pitiful display would have melted anyone else, but Xia Tian was unique; he loved purposefully making her even more embarrassed.

As the sun began to set, casting a golden glow across the scene, the bridge became a bustling pathway. A steady stream of people passed above them, their curious glances falling upon Xia Ying and Xia Tian before quickly darting away.

This was the real reason for Xia Ying's intense embarrassment. The weight of all those eyes, like a thousand lasers burning into her soul, made her feel like crying.

She was being watched!

However, unbeknownst to the onlookers, a sinister secret lurked beneath their innocent gaze. As each person returned to their homes, blissfully unaware, tragedy would strike.

Like a puppeteer, as Xia Tian has said, one by one, those who had observed them would meet a mysterious demise.

The silent perpetrator responsible for the hidden devastation was Evelynn, forced to clean up the mess left behind them.

"Y-You have changed so much," Xia Ying suddenly spoke, her voice trembling as she tried to halt Xia Tian.