Addicted to sticking to her, the crazy CEO asks for a kiss every day

"Uh......"

Jian Xiaoan whimpered and woke up from her dream in a daze.

"It hurts..."

Wrists, shoulders, back, and legs...

She slowly raised her arm, revealing a purple bruise on her slender wrist. Jian Xiaoan propped herself up and sat up. What she saw was a large but unfamiliar bedroom. She was the only one in the room.

She quickly lifted the quilt and saw that she was only wearing a men's T-shirt, and her legs were so white that they were dazzling...

Jian Xiaoan tried hard to recall the past. In the dimness, someone seemed to be holding her hand, caressing her cheek, and kissing her lips...

In the morning, she thought she was dreaming...

The memories of last night came flooding back before my eyes...

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At the end of December, in Jiangcheng Club, the lights flickered, and men and women with glasses of wine in their hands gathered in groups of three or five, greeting each other.

"Jian Xiaoan, where are you running? Stop right there!" Jian Xiaoan was waiting for a designated driver order nearby when she heard a middle-aged man across the street shouting at her. She quickly put on a mask, turned around and rushed into the club.

She perfectly avoided passers-by, skillfully found the artificial passage, and rushed up the stairs, taking two steps at a time.

dong dong dong...

The lights in the entire corridor suddenly lit up with the sound of hurried footsteps. She covered her chest with one hand, breathing rapidly, looking embarrassed and panicked.

"Top floor, search it!" The man's dull voice echoed in the empty stairwell, and heavy footsteps were heard along the stairs.

dong dong dong...

She ran upstairs with all her might...

Jian Xiaoan rushed to the top floor and found that an iron chain was tied to the iron door of the top floor. She hurried back and heard hurried footsteps coming from the ground floor, "Hurry!"

Seeing that there was no way to escape, she pushed open the door of the top-floor emergency passage with force. The entire corridor was surprisingly quiet. There was only a light in a private room in the empty corridor.

Jian Xiaoan pushed the door open without thinking and rushed in. She quickly looked around, walked around the long coffee table, rushed in front of the man, and knelt on one knee.

"Save me, save me!" Her whole body was shaking, and her slender white fingers grabbed the corner of Fu Nanchen's pants in panic, her expression frightened.

The man leaned against the back of the sofa, crossing his legs. He slowly raised his black eyes, narrowed them, and swept his eyes over the person in front of him, completely ignoring him.

Jian Xiao turned his head to look at the door again, his pupils full of panic.

"Who are you?" Feng Yue, the butler at the side, rushed to her, shouted loudly, and stepped on her shoulder.

boom.......

She hit the edge of the coffee table behind her hard, and her shoulder blade was almost fractured.

She frowned, pressed her shoulders with her hands, and looked towards the door while enduring the pain, fear in her eyes.

The footsteps in the corridor were getting closer.

"It must be nearby, search for me quickly!" A middle-aged man's voice sounded outside the door.

In the blink of an eye, a figure flashed past the door, "Brother Biao, here!"

Immediately, four thugs rushed in, and the leading thug stepped forward quickly and pulled Jian Xiaoan's arm.

"You damn girl, where can you run to? The betrothal gift has been received, and you dare to escape from the marriage?" The thug said as he picked her up and dragged her out.

"boom!"

The door of the next room was kicked open by Brother Biao, "I'm going to kill you now!"

Then I saw Brother Biao dragging Jian Xiaoan into the box and slamming the door shut.

"You bastard! Bastard!" Jian Xiaoan pulled hard and slapped him in the face.

"Haha, bastard? I'll let you see what a real bastard is later!" Brother Biao threw Jian Xiaoan onto the sofa with force and rushed forward.

"Get out of here, get out of here." Jian Xiaoan's hands were tied tightly by him, and he could only shake his head desperately.

"It's really cool. I like it." Brother Biao said, pulling off the mask on her face. He pinched her chin with his smoke-stained fingers. The stains under his nails were visible to the naked eye. "I want to see how good you feel in a while, hahahaha!"

Brother Biao had a dirty and ugly face and he moved directly towards Jian Xiaoan.

Jian Xiaoan opened his eyes wide and stared at Brother Biao in horror, "You beast, I'm going to sue you for rape."

"Nonsense, I've already accepted the betrothal gift, and you're my wife. It's only natural for anyone to be my wife!" Brother Biao said as he tore off Jian Xiaoan's coat with his hands.

"Pa." Jian Xiaoan slapped him in the face, and the flesh on his face was shaking.

Brother Biao paused and grinned.

"Great, I didn't expect you were such a hot little girl, I like it!" Brother Biao licked his lips and grabbed her wrist again.

"Help... Help..." Jian Xiaoan screamed at the top of her lungs.

In the empty box, cold sweat streamed down her forehead, and a feeling of fear and powerlessness quickly spread throughout her body.

"Help! Help!" She struggled hard, her eyes filled with tears.

"She's really tender, much more tender than those old women!" Brother Biao rubbed his dark face against her neck.

The breath that hit her in the face made Jian Xiaoan feel nauseous, "Get out! Get out!"

“Wuwuwu... Get out of my way...” Jian Xiaoan was completely unable to move, and a chill spread through her limbs like an electric current!

The following dirty and messy scene appeared in her mind again and again.

Brother Biao stared at her ferociously, quickly unbuckled his belt, pulled it out and tied it around Jian Xiaoan's wrist.

Jian Xiaoan finally found an opportunity and raised her knee to push it towards his waist.

"Hiss..." Brother Biao pulled the belt hard, gritted his teeth, and glared at her, "It's not that easy to destroy me!"

After saying that, he took a step back and turned Jian Xiaoan over.

"Help... Ugh..." Jian Xiaoan's face was buried in the sofa...

A big hand held her neck firmly, and she heard a man's disgusting voice in her ear, "Scream harder, louder, brother loves to hear it."

With a mouth full of cigarettes, alcohol, and a strong bad breath, Jian Xiaoan felt nauseous.

"You're going to die, you bastard!"

"Asshole... um..." Jian Xiaoan's face was once again buried in the sofa.

Then, I heard the sound of cloth tearing, and saw her collar being ripped open from behind!

“Shh….”

This voice made the hairs on her body stand on end. Jian Xiaoan twisted her neck backwards, her eyes wide open, her whole body trembling, her face turned pale, and her messy hair was covered with tears.

"Brother will love you..."

Brother Biao grinned with a mouth full of smoke-stained teeth and pressed directly on Jian Xiaoan.

He tore off Jian Xiaoan's clothes with one hand and took off his pants with the other hand...

Jian Xiaoan's twisting made Brother Biao's eyes bloodshot and he became even crazier...

"Uuuuuuu..."

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