The Billionaire’s Priceless Darling: 33 Days of the CEO’s Pursuit

Gu Xiaoai’s face turned as pale as a sheet. Her breathing grew more labored, suffocation tightening its grip like death itself. Her vision blurred, and her consciousness began to slip away into a hazy void.

“Mr. Li, please stop… You’ll kill Miss Gu… Mr. Li, calm down…”

Housekeeper Tong’s pleading voice reached her ears, faint and distant.

If the price of survival meant being imprisoned by Li Juefeng, stripped of her freedom, she would rather embrace death.

This way, her uncle and dad would never know how tainted she had become…

In their eyes, she would forever remain the bright, optimistic girl…

She would still be… that good child…

“Mr. Li, Mr. Li! Miss Gu is about to die!” Housekeeper Tong’s panicked cries pierced through the suffocating tension.

Her desperate voice seemed to pull Li Juefeng back from the brink. The bloodlust in his eyes slowly receded, replaced by a flicker of clarity.

In his line of sight, Gu Xiaoai’s eyes were already beginning to close…

The image of her collapsing in front of him last night flashed vividly in his mind.

The thought of her life slipping away again sent a chilling jolt through him, a fear he couldn’t quite name.

Something clenched tightly around his chest.

His fingers abruptly released their grip-

“Ah… ah…” Gu Xiaoai gasped for air, her lungs greedily drawing in the freedom of breath once more. Lying beneath him, she panted heavily, the scent of him still lingering in her nose…

For a moment there, she had truly believed she was going to die. She had thought he would end her life without hesitation…

“Not going to kill me after all?” Gu Xiaoai’s trembling hand touched her neck as she looked up at the man above her. A faint sneer curved her pale lips. “Li Juefeng, I’d rather die than let you imprison me.”

The disdain and defiance in her eyes were glaring.

Blindingly so.

“Gu Xiaoai!” Li Juefeng roared, his fury erupting like a storm. His fist shot down with brutal force.

Instinctively, Gu Xiaoai shut her eyes, bracing for the blow. But the expected pain never came. When she opened her eyes, she saw his fist had slammed into the mattress beside her ear instead.

“Gu Xiaoai! Let me make this crystal clear for you-you cannot win against me!” Li Juefeng’s voice was venomous, his gaze dark and oppressive. He grabbed her chin with a rough grip, forcing her to meet his eyes. “I’m not killing you because I’m not done with you yet!”

I’m not killing you because I’m not done with you yet!

…

His chilling words echoed in her ears, over and over, like a sinister mantra.