Bai Sijia felt completely intoxicated, completely enamored with him.

Third Young Master Jun moved to the cabinet next to the bookshelf, opened it, and took out a box.

Bai Sijia’s face reddened even more. Was he going to use some tools on her? Her heart was beating wildly, anticipating his further actions.

Third Young Master Jun slowly opened the box and removed something dark and metallic, glinting coldly.

"What is this?" Bai Sijia asked, her eyes hazy. "King, come here, I feel horrible, so hot, I’m going to die..."

"Soon, you will not feel discomfort anymore."

Third Young Master Jun gave a devilish grin and spun the object in his hand before suddenly flicking his wrist.

With a whooshing sound, Bai Sijia felt the gush of wind by her ear. Something sharp whizzed by her hair and stuck into the wall behind her.

She was stunned for a moment, feeling strands of her hair gently fall onto her shoulders.

As she looked at him in bewilderment, she saw intense passion and desire clouding his eyes, but also a sharp cruelty.

Then, nonchalantly, he pulled another object from the box. When she saw what it was, her heart skipped a beat and felt as though she had been doused with a bucket of cold water. All her dazing and heat vanished in an instant.

It was a small, extremely sharp throwing knife, sending chills of fear down her spine with its cold, menacing glint. Just looking at it made her feel the pain of its blade slicing through skin.

"What is worse than the torture of desire and passion— the fear of death." With a swift whoosh, another knife flew past Bai Sijia’s head, juddering in the wall before its handle came to rest.

Third Young Master Jun gave a malicious smile.

"Feeling uncomfortable? This is the antidote I’ve made for you. When facing the fear of death, I believe you won’t feel hot anymore."

"Ah..." Bai Sijia screamed in fear, her heart shattering. Far from feeling hot, she was now shivering with cold, feeling near madness, "I was wrong, King, I admit my mistake, I should not have drugged you, please spare me..."

"The game has just begun. Begging for mercy so soon would make it too boring. If you dare to drug me, you should be prepared to pay the price."

Third Young Master Jun’s voice, low and husky, oozed of arrogance and disrespect, and total disregard for human lives.

"Moreover, even though your desires are liberated, mine are not! You think you just act out and it’s done? You can also look for a thrilling game to vent. Like this one, we still have sixteen rounds to go."

Third Young Master Jun held two throwing knives in his hands, his eyes filled with wicked intentions glinting ominously. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

With two swift sounds, amid Bai Sijia’s terrified screams and cries, two throwing knives simultaneously pierced the wall.

No matter how crazily Bai Sijia cried, or how much she pleaded in agony, she could not shake the cold and merciless heart of the man before her. She was brought repeatedly to the brink of death, each time feeling utterly undone.

When all the knives had been thrown, Bai Sijia was completely limp in the chair, her hair disheveled, her face covered with tears and snot. She was in utter disarray.

Third Young Master Jun approached her, gripping her chin with his hand, his voice harsh.

"Tonight’s lesson is this: Jun Huang is not someone you can toy with, unless you are prepared to gamble with your life. Moreover, a trap that I willingly fall into is a trap. You are not even worthy of being a trap."

Bai Sijia looked at him tremblingly, not daring to even breathe.

Only at this moment did she understand that the Jun Huang she knew was only a facade.