I Made My Ascetic Nemesis Fall into Darkness

[After a Straight Guy Hooks a Handsome College Student from an Elite School] A beautiful, gentle-on-the-outside but sharp-edged sugar baby bottom × an obsessive, scheming, crazy college-student top

[An Office Drone, but a Menace to Everyone] An optimistic, hardworking, funny, career-minded office-worker bottom × a gloomy, jealous, solitary young noble top! Please add it to your library.

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[Cool, flirtatious, sickly beauty bottom × upright, chaste, obsessive, corrupted top]

Chu Wenjiu, an assassin from the Blood Shadow Tower, fails a mission and falls into the hands of his sworn enemy, Sheng Feichen.

The righteous and demonic paths cannot coexist. Assassins from evil cults are enemies of all.

Everyone is certain that if the dazzling hero Sheng Feichen makes a move, Chu Wenjiu is as good as dead.

But that very night, at the Drunken Immortal Tower, someone sees the gauze curtains swaying in a room. The two men who were enemies that morning are holding each other at night...

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Chu Wenjiu is afflicted with a love poison that brings unbearable agony when it flares up, scorching him from within and gnawing at his bones.

To break the poison, he acts obedient and plays the victim, appearing mild and kind while secretly ruthless. Once the poison is gone, he’ll take Sheng Feichen’s life!

But Chu Wenjiu never expected the only way to break the poison was to sleep with the person who planted it.

And this gentle, restrained, righteous hero Sheng Feichen probably can’t perform...

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Sheng Feichen watches Chu Wenjiu’s act with keen interest.

The assassin is ruthless, and though his performance is heartfelt, it’s full of holes.

Sheng Feichen scoffs and watches as Chu Wenjiu tries everything without moving him.

He watches Chu Wenjiu grow frustrated, then become dazed when his genuine feelings show through.

The lofty flower falls from its altar.

Who could have guessed that once he got what he wanted, the man would vanish without a trace?

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A little scene:

Later, on the high platform at the demonic cult’s headquarters, everyone bows their heads.

The new cult leader wears black robes and a dark crown, his eyes sinister and his whole presence brimming with bloodlust. He is unmistakably the former “Light of the Righteous Path,” Sheng Feichen!

Chu Wenjiu, now living under a different identity, is imprisoned by the man, who takes him by force night after night without end.

Heat, tearing pain, the sea of desire surging around them, until he can’t even lift a finger.

Chu Wenjiu: ...

#So much for being the Light of the Righteous Path. How did you turn out even darker than me?#

#Is it too late to apologize?#

A peek at my upcoming book, [After a Straight Guy Hooks a Handsome College Student from an Elite School]

The day Ruan Weimian became a teaching assistant, his family went bankrupt. His uncle told him to drop out and come home to work off the debt immediately, unless he could come up with a huge sum of money.

Ruan Weimian was broke, scraping together tuition by working and studying abroad. His family had never shared in his good fortune, but now they expected him to share in their hardship.

With no other choice, Ruan Weimian had to find a way to make money.

A friend introduced him to an old-money family. The patriarch was seeking a son-in-law for his sickly daughter.

“A financial magnate, an old aristocratic family. They have four requirements for a son-in-law: handsome, gentle, kind, and talented. Keep the marriage going for three years and you’ll make a fortune.”

Ruan Weimian fit the bill perfectly.

For the interview, he put on a white shirt, displayed his work, and smiled flawlessly, without a single chink in his armor.

They were pleased. The down payment they offered was just enough to cover the workers’ first round of severance pay. Ruan Weimian signed the agreement and took the money.

After returning to China to settle things, Ruan Weimian flew back to the family estate in New York to fulfill his engagement. There was no frail young woman waiting for him.

Only a young college student with blond hair, green eyes, sharp features, and a watch that reflected the cold blue light of a glacier. He was strikingly handsome and somehow familiar.

The butler rushed over and tried to shoo Ruan Weimian away. “Didn’t you get the message? The estate has changed hands. You shouldn’t be here.”

“Where is Mr. Thompson? I’m his daughter’s fiancé.” Ruan Weimian clutched the engagement agreement.

The man stood up, and as his shadow fell over Ruan Weimian, he saw the man’s face clearly.

He was far too young, with deep, chiseled features and gray-green eyes like a frost-covered forest.

“He doesn’t have a daughter,” he said calmly, as if discussing the weather.

“Funny, the marriage contract clearly says Lucius William. Then who are you?”

The butler hurried to explain. “This is Thompson’s nephew, the esteemed Mr. Lucius.”

William: the surname that appeared in both the financial pages and the aristocratic almanac.

Lucius William: the young college student who inherited an enormous fortune at twenty.

Ruan Weimian smiled. “Then where’s the money? My money!”

“My uncle became a monk. All that pocket money he had is now mine.”

What the hell do you mean, pocket money?

Warm breath brushed his ear. Ruan Weimian took a deep breath, then stepped closer.

“Hi, husband. Nice to meet you. I’m Ruan Weimian, the fiancé your uncle arranged for you. You don’t have to acknowledge me, but you still have to pay me. After all, elders’ arrangements are law.”

“I know,” the young man replied, a deep current stirring in his eyes.

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Every night Lucius spent with Ruan Weimian, he was profoundly grateful for the day Chien had shaken him awake.

When Saint Blue College opened for the new term, Chien said excitedly to Lucius:

“Lucius, have you seen the new teaching assistant? He’s Asian, and damn, he’s gorgeous.”

At first, he replied, “He’s really beautiful.”

Later, he replied, “I know.”

Because nobody knew better than he did just how sweet his darling was.

Build a cage so you’ll willingly become my prisoner.

Little scene one: At a charity gala later, someone sees Ruan Weimian on tiptoe, yanking on Lucius’s tie and angrily scolding him.

The young head of the family, famed for his coldness, bends down, licks the cream from the corner of Ruan Weimian’s mouth, and kisses him with his tie pulled askew.

The whole room falls silent.

Little scene two: A friend video-calls Ruan Weimian and spots the blue diamond anklet on his foot.

“Holy crap, isn’t that an antique from the New York auction? Did your wife use it to lock someone up?”

“Wasn’t the person you married into the family for a sickly little princess? What a freak, getting up to such wild stuff. Can her body even take it?”

Ruan Weimian rubs his aching lower back, remembers last night’s pleading tears, and is left speechless.

He kicks the anklet in frustration and says through gritted teeth, “What can I do? He offered me too much money.”

P.S.:

1. A down-on-his-luck, thrifty, avoidant painter and teaching-assistant bottom × an obsessive, scheming, baddie-player college-student top.

2. The bottom only wants money because he’s at the end of his rope, but he’s fundamentally kind. The top is a gentle hunter who plans every step.

3. A size difference, and a story that turns a relationship based on money into true love.

Feel free to check out the other books in my collection~

Theme: When the dust settles, light shines forth, illuminating a thousand miles of mountains and rivers.