Chapter 108

Pei Ji stared fixedly at Shen Yu, dark red surging in the depths of his eyes like crashing waves. He panted twice in quick succession and grabbed the red wine bottle from nearby.

Amid the intertwined dim lighting, the deep-colored liquid sloshed like waves inside the transparent bottle.

The air filled with the rich aroma of red wine. The round, elongated bottle tilted, and the poured liquid flowed out like a red stream along the circular neck.

The red wine splashed onto the soft, full chest, forming streaks of deep crimson that carried an ambiguous allure.

The moment the liquid touched the skin, there was a faint sensation of impact.

Shen Yu felt the coolness of the red wine on his chest, a stark contrast to the slight warmth of his body. As the cool red liquid rolled like beads across the exposed skin, it brought a subtle tingling itch.

Shen Yu had the hem of his sweater clenched in his mouth, his long black lashes drooping. He was already very sensitive, and the muscles in his waist tensed instinctively.

But he quickly adapted to the sensation, relaxing his limbs and letting the wine flow over him as he lay listlessly on the sofa.

Pei Ji lowered his gaze, his throat parched.

In his line of sight, the dark liquid trickled down Shen Yu’s pale chest muscles like rivulets, the rich wine-scented red intertwining with the overflowing cool fragrance of white.

The visual and olfactory assault was utterly devastating.

The liquid gathered into a stream on the beautifully sculpted abs, flowing along the contours of his waist muscles and leaving faint water stains. The red liquid soaked the waistband of his pants, darkening it with an intimate hue.

Some of the liquid lingered on his chest, hanging precariously at the pink tip, slowly condensing into a vivid, alluring red droplet that begged to be plucked.

Half a bottle of red wine was emptied in no time. Pei Ji set the empty bottle aside, and it clinked crisply against the table upon impact.

Shen Yu heard the heavy breathing.

The hovering fish lights, which had been emitting a faint glow, suddenly dimmed all at once, plunging the entire room into thick darkness.

And he was the only white bloom in that blackness.

As a top-tier Alpha, Pei Ji’s five senses far surpassed those of ordinary people. In the unseen darkness, his eyes cracked open slightly, pooling with dark, profound emotions.

The man was like a male lion freshly awakened from the shadows, shedding all pretense. His eyes brimmed with a desire that sent chills through the heart, taking in every bit of the spring scenery.

Pei Ji’s hands gripped Shen Yu’s waist, which hid explosive power. The touch was supple and resilient; he loved rubbing his fingertips over the skin, sometimes eliciting faint tremors that were utterly adorable.

Pei Ji then slowly lowered his head and bit into the fruit that belonged to him.

Wherever his lips passed, they brought numbness and heat.

Scorching breaths spilled entirely onto the muscles.

In the invisible darkness, sensations across his body grew ever clearer. Shen Yu closed his eyes, his tensed body like a jade longbow drawn to its limit.

Faint swallowing sounds, heavy breaths, pulsing heartbeats.

Pei Ji’s head moved lower and lower, the sound of a belt being undone echoing in the room.

Scorching palms clamped onto Shen Yu’s waist like iron vices, rubbing ambiguously and slowly over his hip bones, delivering secretive, excessive stimulation.

Shen Yu struggled to rise slightly, his long legs forced to bend. His black pants were pulled down to his thighs, hanging loosely.

He reached out to grab Pei Ji’s head. His teeth released the sweater hem, and the fabric fell, covering his mottled chest.

He let out a muffled grunt. “Pei Ji—”

The next second, Shen Yu’s waist and back arched straight. The overwhelming stimulation slammed into his brain, his waist crashing back down. His entire body trembled uncontrollably.

……

Morning sunlight streamed in through the window, spilling onto the master bedroom’s large bed. When Pei Ji woke, Shen Yu’s head was half-buried in the pillow, only half his side profile visible as he slept in.

Silken black hair draped over his brows, sharp long brows sweeping into his temples. Curled lashes drooped low, his deep contours framing a high nose bridge. His pale lips parted slightly in shallow breaths.

Pei Ji recalled the first time he saw Shen Yu sleeping. Back then, Shen Yu had rested his head on his arm, dozing by the window.

At that time, there had been dark circles under Shen Yu’s eyes from overwork and irregular sleep. Now, those had faded completely, and the distant, depressive aura that kept people at bay had lightened considerably.

Pei Ji watched for a good while before quietly getting out of bed to freshen up.

After washing up and changing clothes, Pei Ji straightened his tie in front of the mirror.

Last night’s events flooded back like the tide, vivid in Pei Ji’s mind.

Truth be told, he hadn’t expected things to go that far last night. For someone like him, no one would believe it if he said it aloud.

But everything had progressed so naturally. His principles and bottom lines kept yielding to Shen Yu, time and again.

Once.

Again.

And again.

He should have felt disgusted, but instead, he felt unsatisfied.

He was going mad.

Truly mad.

Pei Ji even suspected that if Shen Yu one day smiled and asked him to die, he would leap into the fire pit, into the abyss, without hesitation.

If this was love, then Pei Ji thought he had fallen deeply for this person.

From childhood, Pei Ji had never desired to start a family. Following the Pei Family’s precedents, he would likely marry an Omega from a comparable background who suited him.

He would be a proper husband in the family, becoming the envy of the entire Central District as a model couple.

In his career, as the leader of the new generation, he would steer the Pei Family’s great ship toward a brilliant future.

This was the life Pei Ji had planned for himself long ago, ending in flowers, adoration, and acclaim just as he envisioned.

If not for Shen Yu.

Pei Ji had never deviated from his plans. His life was a precise machine without errors, and his future had no place for Shen Yu—

No Shen Yu.

Those four words stabbed at Pei Ji’s usually still heart, causing it sudden pain.

Pei Ji paced the room. He spent one minute contemplating his future, another minute on his plans.

In the third minute, Shen Yu shifted uncomfortably in his sleep, extending a bare leg from the covers. That leg was stunning—long, straight, covered in sleek, powerful muscles.

Pei Ji heard the movement and glanced back.

Shen Yu extended his leg, then—in a move both cool and decisive—

kicked off the covers entirely.

“……”

Pei Ji paused, walked over, tucked Shen Yu’s leg back in, and pulled the covers up snugly.

But as soon as Pei Ji stood, the covers were ruthlessly kicked off again by Shen Yu.

Pei Ji: “……”

He hadn’t known before that Shen Yu had a habit of kicking off the blankets. Pei Ji sighed and tucked the leg back in once more.

Pei Ji thought to himself that Shen Yu had promised him a year of leg play, so he couldn’t let this leg catch a chill.

After a few back-and-forths, Shen Yu finally settled. Pei Ji stood and resumed pondering his plans.

In the fourth minute, Shen Yu groggily woke. He sat up in bed, the covers slipping from his bare shoulders. Faint kiss marks dotted his snowy neck and chest.

Shen Yu ruffled his messy hair, still not fully awake, when his hazy gaze caught a familiar figure.

“Pei Ji?”

Shen Yu’s voice was soft. Pei Ji didn’t catch it clearly, knowing he wasn’t fully awake yet, but he leaned in patiently anyway.

Shen Yu reached out, grabbed his tie, pulled the man toward him, and tilted his head up to plant a gentle kiss on Pei Ji’s cheek.

A husky murmur brushed his ear tip, soft lips grazing his cheek. Though they’d done far more excessive and intimate things, Pei Ji felt instantly struck by some powerful emotion.

Shen Yu’s voice fell like a light petal.

“Morning kiss.”

In that instant, Pei Ji felt he was no longer at the world’s center. He had retreated to a small corner of the world, yet entered the center of his own heart.

Pei Ji felt an unprecedented fullness.

How could his future not have this person?

How could it not?

In those brief four minutes, in that fleeting moment, Pei Ji overturned every plan he had ever made.

Pei Ji found it unbelievable, yet entirely inevitable.

He gazed fixedly at Shen Yu and began formulating a new plan, a new future.

A future with Shen Yu.