[Both leads are devoted only to each other + identity reversal + rekindled romance + obsessive, forceful love; a down-on-her-luck, alluring beauty versus her formerly abstinent, obsessive ex-bodyguard]
The day the haughty heiress Wen Yici ran out of options, she found herself lying on the bed in a presidential suite.
For money, she climbed onto Huo Ye's lap, the corners of her eyes red as she teased him to the utmost: "Ninth Master, as long as the money's right, I'll do anything."
Huo Ye was furious. He hated seeing her debase herself, so he laid down some rules: no revealing clothes, no seducing him first, and no crying that it hurt.
But later, even the sound of her breathing made it hard for him to hold back his surging feelings.
Later still, as he gazed at the milk on her lips and her soaked shirt, every rule crumbled at the sound of her calling him "A Ye."
"Huo Ye, didn't you think I was dirty?"
The man dropped to one knee and reverently kissed her ankle. "How could a goddess ever be dirty? I'm the one who's unworthy of you."
