[Not Your Traditional Power Fantasy]+ [Top-Tier Romantic Tension]+ [Sensual, Vivid Writing]
Everyone knows Shen Man is aloof and chaste, always buttoned up to the very top. She is the untouchable flower atop a peak in Tianhai City.
But no one knows how she trembled and begged beneath that man’s fingertips on those seven late nights.
“Xu Ye, please… give it to me…”
In the dimly lit apartment block, Shen Man is drenched in cold sweat. Her usually immaculate business suit is in complete disarray, damp strands of hair clinging to her flushed cheeks. Her pride lies shattered on the floor.
The man idly toys with an old bronze coin between his long fingers. His gaze is as cool as a god’s, but his tone carries a careless hint of mischief.
“President Shen, if you’re asking for help, act like it. Get into position and don’t move around.”
He is a worldly wanderer bearing an astonishing legacy, and the only cure for her.
When they first met, she saw him as a worthless nobody and slapped a letter breaking off their engagement in his face, her eyes full of disgust.
When they met again, she knelt at his feet, begging only for those hands of his, capable of killing as well as saving, to linger on her a little longer.
As her icy facade crumbles and her restraint gives way,
in this battle with their lives as the stakes, which one of them will fall for the other?
