Wushuang looked at him as if he was serious. In a moment of desperation, she couldn't think too much. She sniffed, glanced at the distance to the ground, and said to him with a hint of grievance, "Don't chop it down; I'll fall and die. I'm jumping down now, so you have to catch me!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Wushuang hugged Snowball tightly and shifted her weight to jump down. Rafas focused on where she would land and steadied himself under the tree to catch her safely in his arms.
"How are you? Did you hurt anywhere or twist something?" Rafas immediately checked her limbs to see if she had twisted or scraped anything.
However, Yan Wushuang seemed completely unconcerned about his worry. The moment she landed safely, her first thought was to check on the rabbit in her arms, which made Rafas so angry that he wanted to throw her away!
No matter how much he glared at the rabbit in her arms, Yan Wushuang refused to let go, fiercely protecting Snowball. After a while, Rafas gradually calmed down and carried her back to their room.
"Get that filthy thing away from me; I won't allow animals on my bed." When Rafas saw her place it on the bed but still hold onto the creature, he wondered if she really wanted him to punish her.
Yan Wushuang pouted and looked at him with a grievance. Then she glanced at her own dirty clothes and timidly stood up, saying softly, "Sorry, I'm dirty too; I'll leave right away."
Barefoot, she had just taken half a step when Rafas was truly infuriated. He shouted her name at the top of his lungs: "Yan Wushuang!"
Wushuang looked at him with genuine grievance; her ears felt like they were going deaf from his yelling. Reluctantly, she placed Snowball down and signaled for it to hide behind the sofa to avoid being cooked into a pot of rabbit stew by this man.
Fuming, he grabbed a cup of cold water from the table and gulped it down. Did this foolish woman really want to drive him mad? It was just a memory loss! How could she seem so much dumber? Or was she doing this on purpose to mess with him?
"I'm hungry." Wushuang stole a glance at him before quickly lowering her head again, afraid to look up because his expression was quite grim. His dark eyes could practically kill her with a glare.
"No food! Reflect on your actions tonight!" Rafas seemed to suddenly forget about her stomach issues. It wasn't until he took a step away that he remembered.
Thinking of her pale face from last night and how faint she had looked from hunger softened his heart again. He turned back and looked at her dirty appearance seriously, saying, "What do you call this? You need to clean yourself up first. Don't come downstairs for dinner until you're clean!"
"Oh, can I wash my Snowball with me?" As soon as she said this, she regretted it because his gaze seemed to have already locked onto the little white ball hiding behind the sofa.
He did not respond to her words, turning around and silently leaving the bedroom. Only she and Snowball remained in the room. After all, he hadn't said she couldn't, so she ran over, picked up her little rabbit, and happily dashed into the bathroom.
In the bathroom, a girl and a rabbit were enjoying a bubble bath. Yan Wushuang thoroughly washed Snowball inside and out, leaving her clean and fluffy. After the wash, her fur appeared even whiter.
"Snowball, you need to get used to that man's temper. He can be quite unpleasant. We both need to be careful from now on, okay?" She spoke to its cute little face, reminding herself; how could an animal understand what she was saying?
After lingering in the bathroom for a while, she found a clean outfit in the cabinet and changed before leaving the room to go downstairs. Of course, she couldn't forget her Snowball.
In the dining room, Rafas had already started enjoying the delicious food on the table. Tonight's dinner was quite lavish, with a large lobster right in the center!
Yan Wushuang seemed to have never seen such a big lobster before. With round eyes, she stared at it. Rafas looked at her silly expression and lightly coughed, saying, "What are you still looking at? Are you full already?"
"Ah... no, both Snowball and I are hungry." With that, Yan Wushuang immediately sat down next to him, picking up a knife and fork to cut into her steak.
She didn't just focus on herself; she also found some vegetables and fruits on the table and fed them bite by bite to Snowball in her arms. Both girl and rabbit were enjoying their meal, while the man beside her wore a dark expression.
Rafas glared at the creature in her arms with displeasure. This damn woman brought it everywhere with her; even during dinner, she had to hold it. Did she plan to hold it when they went to bed tonight too? Ridiculous! The only one she should be holding was him. If that creature got in his way, he would make sure she had rabbit stew for dinner tomorrow.
"Snowball, are you full?" Seeing that her little darling seemed to have stopped eating, she put down her knife and fork and lifted it up to her face, looking at it with affection.
Rafas watched this foolish woman; did she really think that creature could talk?
"Oh, so you’re full now? Good girl! Then let me give you a reward!" Saying this, Yan Wushuang pouted and kissed Snowball. However, this action completely enraged Rafas.
"Bang..." Rafas slammed his hand on the table with a loud noise that startled everyone in the dining room. The servants shrank back in fear; whenever their master got angry, it usually meant trouble.
Among those startled were not just the servants but also Yan Wushuang. Before she could catch her breath, Rafas quickly reached out and grabbed Snowball from her hands, throwing it harshly onto the floor while warning Wushuang: "If I see you getting cozy with that creature again, just wait for dinner tomorrow when you'll be having braised rabbit!"
Yan Wushuang was so frightened by his warning that she couldn't say a word. She looked at Snowball, who had been thrown on the ground, and nodded with a sense of grievance, saying, "I understand!"
Rafas reached out again, pulling her from her position into his embrace. He wrapped his arms around her slender waist, his thin lips close to her ear as he breathed out a heated command, "Baby, kiss me!"
"Ah...? There are people here; we can't!" Although she didn't quite understand the dynamics between men and women, kissing him in front of everyone made her feel a bit awkward.
"What are you afraid of? You are my woman. Who dares to have an opinion about kissing your man at home?" Rafas was infuriated; she had just actively kissed that beast. In his memory, she had never taken the initiative to kiss him unless under his coercion or when they were alone.
"I'm not your woman! You're so fierce; I would rather be Brother Shouya's woman." Yan Wushuang had no idea how significant her words were. She only felt that Brother Shouya always catered to her, and being his woman would surely make her very happy.
"Yan Wushuang, you will pay for that statement!" His angry black eyes gradually burned into a crimson red. She had just claimed she wasn't his woman and said she wanted to be with her brother.
Wushuang seemed unaware of her mistake; she only felt the large hand around her waist tighten. In the next moment, he lifted her off the ground. The servants were sweating for her; this Miss Wushuang actually dared to say such things in front of the master. He would definitely not let her off easily.
He kicked open the door and threw Wushuang heavily onto the bed. He didn't rush to do anything but stood by the bed, unbuttoning his shirt while glaring at her angrily, saying, "Tonight, I will make you remember who your man really is!"
Yan Wushuang looked at him in anger and thought he seemed very furious. She hugged a pillow and curled up in the bed, trying to avoid being caught by him.
"Ah..." Did she really think that some pillows and blankets could stop Rafas? He effortlessly dragged her over, pinning her limbs beneath him.
Yan Wushuang looked at him timidly.
With a swift motion, Rafas tore at her lace dress, which made a hissing sound as it was ripped apart and thrown onto the floor like a pile of rags. Unable to escape, Yan Wushuang felt herself forcibly stripped away. With red-rimmed eyes, she wondered what he intended to do. Was he going to repeat last night's physical activities?
"Don't be angry; I know I was wrong. I'll only be your woman, just yours. Please don't hit me..." Wushuang tried to wrap her arms around his arm, tears streaming down her face as she pleaded for forgiveness.
"I'm only realizing my mistake now, but it's too late! Tonight, you better remember who your man is—him, Shouya, or me, Rafas!" With that, he pulled down the last piece of her clothing.
In an instant, she could only look at him with tear-filled eyes, unable to even plead for mercy…
Rafas looked at her terrified little face, hoping she would remember his words in the future. He was not a kind-hearted man; if there was a next time, it wouldn't be so simple.
After a long while, Yan Wushuang finally found her voice again through the pain. She clutched his arm tightly, silently enduring him beneath her, looking up at the man above her with red-rimmed eyes. "Lefas... I was wrong..."
She looked pitifully at him, her red lips weakly calling his name for the first time since waking from her unconsciousness. This startled Rafas; he lowered his head and kissed her eyelids. "Good. Do you remember who your man is now?"
Wushuang obediently nodded, sobbing as she looked at him and replied, "I remember, you are Wushuang's man."
"Then what is my name? Who is the man who completely possesses you?" He continued to press her.
"Your name is Rafas... Lefas... The man who possesses Wushuang is Lefas; only Lefas can possess Wushuang." She stammered out a series of words.
"Very good. This is my Wushuang, a well-behaved girl whom I will cherish. Do you remember that?" Rafas had already put on a smile, but his smile seemed to hide some unspeakable secrets.
Yan Wushuang nodded obediently; she dared not defy him any longer. Throughout the night in the master bedroom, sounds of men and women echoed, more often than not the woman's pleas for mercy.
Snowball curled up on the carpet outside the door, listening to the cries of its owner inside the room, quietly waiting outside and praying for it all to end soon.
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