Shen Yan'an & Wen Shu
Gentle, beautiful husband-type bottom x gloomy, sweet-talking top who only loves his wife; Alpha x Omega, older top, top spoils bottom
Wen Shu never thought he would get the chance to see sixteen-year-old Shen Yan'an again.
...So lively and truly alive, not reduced to a handful of ashes.
The image of Shen Yan'an’s face, tortured to death by Wen Shu’s older brother, Wen Chuan, in their previous life, remained vivid in his mind. Fifteen years of torment had left Wen Shu thirty-seven years old. When he saw Shen Yan'an again, his eyes reddened as if they might bleed. His sickly gaze followed Shen Yan'an like a shadow. Only after Shen Yan'an disappeared around the corner did Wen Shu step out from his hiding place. He expressionlessly wiped the blood from his palm, his face grim.
For the fifteen years since he had received the news of Shen Yan'an’s death, he had always resented the fact that it was Wen Chuan, not him, who had married Shen Yan'an.
Since Wen Chuan didn’t cherish him and couldn’t give Shen Yan'an happiness, and Heaven had given Wen Shu another chance at life...
Then he deserved to steal another man’s wife.
To make Shen Yan'an his. And his alone.
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After quietly luring Wen Chuan away, Wen Shu went to the place where he and Shen Yan'an had first met.
Everything was ready.
Wen Shu recreated Wen Chuan and Shen Yan'an’s first encounter, deliberately acting helpless so Shen Yan'an would save him. As expected, he got Shen Yan'an’s contact information.
And with it, an indirect ticket to marry him.
Acting sweet, playing the victim, deliberately flirting, seducing him. Wen Shu used every means at his disposal, stealing Shen Yan'an from Wen Chuan bit by bit through despicable tricks. He recreated every experience that should have belonged to Wen Chuan and Shen Yan'an, making them his own with Shen Yan'an. As expected, he eventually married Shen Yan'an and marked him completely.
Wen Shu was satisfied, convinced he had covered his tracks perfectly.
Little did he know that Shen Yan'an had regained his memories the very day he was diagnosed with pregnancy.
Excerpt
“Baby, baby...” Wen Shu called out to Shen Yan'an incoherently, repeatedly pressing soft kisses to his neck. His expression was entranced. “I love you so much, Xiao An.”
“Mmm... Wen Shu...” Shen Yan'an was dazed from Wen Shu’s kisses. He wrapped his arms around Wen Shu’s neck, his eyes beautifully flushed. At the sound of his voice, Wen Shu instantly lost control. He bared his fangs savagely and clamped them onto Shen Yan'an’s neck, trying to pierce his gland.
I want to... I want to mark Xiao An so badly...
His sharp canine teeth would pierce Xiao An’s fragile gland, and his pheromones would flow into Xiao An’s body without end, caressing every inch of his skin.
His slender neck, slim waist, fair legs... Every part of his Xiao An was so perfectly made that just thinking about it was enough to make Wen Shu reach a state of pure ecstasy.
His fangs kept rubbing against the vulnerable gland. As if entranced, Wen Shu buried his face in Shen Yan'an’s neck, breathing in the lovely orchid scent that was Xiao An’s pheromones.
At the thought, Wen Shu suddenly grew excited. He lost control for a moment, and his fangs made a tiny cut on the young gland. Blood welled up. Realizing what he had done, Wen Shu’s heart lurched. He stuck out his tongue and licked Shen Yan'an’s gland in a placating gesture, hoping he could lick the wound away.
A sudden wave of heat swept over Shen Yan'an. His eyes welled up with tiny tears, which clung to his long, thick lashes and made his beautiful eyes look even more pitiful.
He let out a muffled groan and frowned in discomfort. He kept stroking the back of Wen Shu’s head, as if soothing a child, trying to bring Wen Shu back to his senses. “Wen Shu, shall I get you an inhibitor?”
Little did he know this was what plunged him into a fate from which there was no escape.
1. The bottom is the same person as the bottom from the previous life. He gradually regains his memories later. His soul is not pure, while the top is pure.
2. There will be a child. In this life, the bottom only loves the top. Other people have one-sided crushes on the bottom.
3. The scumbag top from the previous life will meet a miserable end.
4. The top will stop at nothing to get close to the bottom, but will always respect his wishes. He won’t lock him up and keep him like a caged bird.
5. This is a melodramatic story. If you don’t like that, please don’t read it.
Intent: People must learn to cherish what they have. Those who never learn to cherish will always be losing something.