The Billionaire's Priceless Darling: 33 Days of the CEO's Pursuit - Chapter 31 - No Woman Would Ever Want You

“Gu Xiaoai!” Li Juefeng withdrew from her body, and with a light force of his hand, he pulled her up to sit on the bed.

He forcibly grasped the back of her head, pulling her close to him, his voice menacing, “Listen to me, you only leave when I say you can! Dare to act high and mighty in front of me again, and I’ll play until your Magazine Publisher goes bankrupt!”

Play until the Magazine Publisher goes bankrupt?!

He knew she had agreed to become his mistress for the sake of the Magazine Publisher, and now he was using it as a vile means to threaten her.

“Crazy man! What else can you do besides threatening people by exploiting their weaknesses!” she scorned, her lips parting as her head was forced back, her hair painfully tangled in his strong grip.

He hated her disdainful look, loathing it to the point of madness.

Li Juefeng’s face was ashen.

Gu Xiaoai knew she had provoked him, and she felt a rush of satisfaction within, glaring disdainfully at his hideous expression, “Li Juefeng, you’re such a lunatic, no woman would ever want you! Without your background, you’re just a mad dog on the streets!”

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No woman would ever want you!

Without your background, you’re just a mad dog on the streets!

No one had ever dared to insult him like this, not even at his lowest.

In Gu Xiaoai’s eyes, he was nothing but a mad dog.

Li Juefeng’s chest heaved violently, his eyes blazing with fury. He grabbed her forcefully, flinging her back onto the bed and entering her roughly to vent all his anger, indifferent to her cries of pain.

Gu Xiaoai, you brought this upon yourself.

Endless agony spread through her. Gu Xiaoai turned her head away, refusing to look at him, tears dropping onto the bedsheet.

She wanted to ignore this man, wanted to just walk out the door, wanted to slap him…

But she couldn’t. His power could devour her at any moment, swallow up the entire Magazine Publisher…

She had no choice but to endure, to curse when she could no longer bear it, and then to continue to be shamefully tormented.

There was nothing else she could do…

He bit her shoulder fiercely, torturing her like a cheetah on the hunt, not caring whether she could endure it.

Turning her face, she saw her shoulder was bitten open, blood trickling down from the fresh bite marks, while he continued to press on her, taking what he wanted over and over without stopping.