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In the pitch-black room, a man pins both of Wan An's wrists against the door with one hand.

He lowers his head, his voice husky and dripping with temptation. "Are you angry?"

Wan An gives a soft scoff and turns away. "You reek of alcohol. You stink. Stay away from me!"

The man lets out a low laugh.

The man is even hotter after drinking. Wan An feels as if she's in a furnace. She tries to break free, wanting to push him away...