Cuffed by my twin sister's CEO lover

Wei Anning woke up in complete darkness, thinking it wasn't dawn yet, she continued to sleep. It wasn't until her third awakening to pitch black, that she remembered she had been locked in a dark room.

She didn't know whether it was daytime or night, she hadn't eaten all day, and now she was not only starved but desperate to use the restroom.

She could bear the hunger, but how the hell was she supposed to bear the need to pee?

Groping her way to the door, she knocked hard, "Is there anyone there? Let me out, I need to use the restroom."

Almost in the instant she knocked, the door was flung open from the outside. The sudden burst of bright light blinded her, and she instinctively closed her eyes while raising a hand to shield them.

She felt someone enter, then the door slammed shut behind her.

Opening her eyes, in the darkness, she saw a figure standing before her, silently advancing toward her. She felt the hairs on her back stand on end as she retreated backward, "Who are you? Speak, stop playing tricks."

To say she wasn't afraid would be a lie; she was terrified, especially under these circumstances. Being unable to see, her senses were all the more acute. She felt the overwhelming gaze of someone watching her, the pervasive masculine presence making her breath laborious.

The only person who could exert such immense pressure was the man with the mask. She couldn't think of anyone else.

"It's you! You bastard, how did you get in? Get the hell out!" Wei Anning shouted loudly as if the louder she was the more confidence she had to drive this demon away.

"I'm silent and yet you guess it's me, seems like you really miss me," the man's seductive voice rang right in her ear, and just as Wei Anning tried to dodge, he pinned her against the wall, rendering her immobile.

"Miss my ass, get lost!" Anning roared fiercely, lashing out with a kick, but he firmly trapped her between his legs.

The man chuckled softly by her ear, "Grown claws? Spicy, I like that." Then he kissed her on the face.

Weaving erupted in fury, reaching out by instinct to scratch his face, but in the next second, her hand was easily caught by him and twisted behind her back.

This time, he kissed her lips roughly and with precision, greedily invading her sweet, delicious lips.

Having not laid hands on her for several days, did she know how hard he had been holding back?

Seeing her brought back by speedboat in the morning, he wanted to possess and punish her without restraint, to make her understand that he ruled this place, he was her dominator! If she dared to escape, he would break her wings.

"Mmm!" Anning's eyes widened, but she could only see a blurry shadow as his kiss, domineering and wild, left her with no choice but to accept. When she opened her mouth to bite him, his tongue dodged nimbly, and she ended up biting herself, tears sprouting from the pain.

In the darkness, the man's hot lips moved downwards, worshipping her body, while his rough hands created waves of electric currents on her skin. To her dismay, she discovered that no matter how much her mind resisted him, her body had already submitted, responding shamefully.

"No, don't, please leave me alone, I beg you," Wei Anning screamed in panic, her voice breaking with a crying tone.

The man's fingers retreated, his damp tips pressing against her supple lips, his sexy lips next to her ear, his seductive voice striking her heart like a drumbeat, "Really don't want it? But you're already so wet."

Her heart clenched, her body involuntarily trembling again, she turned her head away, "I don't want it, I don't!"