In his grasp, Su Qingyu’s slender ankle felt as fragile as a butterfly’s wing—something he could crush with the slightest effort. Li Tingchen loomed over her, a starving leopard kneeling at her side, closing in with deliberate slowness. Her terrified face was reflected in his dark pupils. Her rejection was the final spark that set his fury ablaze. His fingers slithered over her delicate skin like