In the city center, stands the ATS Hotel, a part of the Skywalk Group, the largest financial group in town. Naturally, it is the most deluxe.
In the presidential suite, which costs a hundred thousand yuan per night, an expansive king-size bed from Sweden dominates the room, accompanied by Austrian crystal chandeliers - luxury is visible in every corner.
The morning sun cascades through the floor-to-ceiling glass, filling the room with a golden glow. However, oddly placed in front of the chaotic bed stands a high-definition camcorder, a bizarre addition in an opulent room.
Jian An opens her eyes and sweeps her glance around, only to discover that she is alone on the huge bed. Her waterfall-like long hair unconsciously slides down, covering the telltale marks on her back that leave people blushing and hearts racing.
Her beautiful face reflects the compelling allure of a newly matured woman, blending girlish innocence with the appeal of a seductress. She is as captivating as a fairy.
Lowering her gaze, she notes the marks on her body and feels the intermittent pangs of pain in her private parts.
Yet, she smiles - a smile of happiness. These marks convey the consummation of her life. At this peak of her youth, she has fully given herself to the man she loves, the man who is always caring, never rude, and forever gentle toward her.
Her lips curl into an unconscious smile. With the slight motion, the pink silk of her blanket slides a little off, revealing her gorgeous figure.
Her skin, as delicate and pinkish as a baby’s, is adorned with slightly piercing purple marks. No one could fail to guess what the beautiful woman went through the previous night, given those reddish signs...
The most eye-catching of all is the birthmark on her fair-skinned back. As red as cinnabar, radiating a tempting, bloodthirsty aura, it is truly captivating.
The woman on the bed is Jian An.
Her brother Qin Mo invited her for a drink last night, to stay overnight in the hotel, to celebrate her birthday at midnight, and to receive a big gift afterward.
Looking at Qin Mo's handsome face, she drank a few glasses of alcohol and slipped into deep inebriation. Amid a haze, she felt like being swept away by winds and waves, letting herself float involuntarily through the entire night...
Today's her first day as a 20-year-old - a symbol of her true growth, and what she considers the happiest birthday in her twenty years of life.
But, where is Brother Mo?
She couldn't help but reminisce about the previous night, the scenes which weren't quite clear, yet deeply entrenched in her memory...
The man embraced her, asking, "Are you sure..."
Then he penetrated her deeply. When she cried out in pain, he gently stopped until she acclimated, then resumed his gentle motion.
Her 'brother' Qin Mo, always putting her first, always so tender...
Thinking about the passion of the previous night caused Jian An's lovely face to blush like a boiled shrimp.
The inside of her heart felt tingly, and in her mind echoed the man’s heavy panting along with her own shy movements. She was somewhat surprised, the him from last night seemed to be far more wild than usual, completely different from how he was typically.
Sudden thought of a saying crossed Jian An's mind; men are wolves in sheep's clothing during the day, only in the evening do they reveal their sharp teeth and claws, so was it the same with her 'brother' Mo?
They were so compatible last night, Mo 'brother' himself was also rather active. Plus, she had given her most precious self to him. At that very moment, Jian An felt as if she was going to faint from overwhelming happiness.
Brother Mo also previously mentioned that he wanted to get engaged to her, so she assumed these coming days are going to be busy.
Withstanding the piercing pain underneath, Jian An sat up. However, when she did, she spotted a camera aiming at her, causing an ominous foreboding to suddenly rise within her.
Why...is there a camera in front of the bed?
Does it mean...what happened between Mo 'brother' and her last night...was all recorded?
Does Brother Mo have such a hobby?
Jian An felt slightly apprehensive. She...she was quite conservative...
Whatever, she already belonged to Qin Mo. If he likes being photographed, so be it. As long as it was stored well and not seen by others, that would be enough.
Jian An bit her lips, getting off the bed to remove the hard drive from the camera.
However, the camera's storage area was utterly empty!
"Brother Mo.... what on earth is going on?" The fear in Jian An's heart grew. She wanted to find Qin Mo to understand the situation. After searching the entire room, she noticed that Qin Mo was nowhere to be found.
At this moment, Jian An's phone suddenly rang, a jarring sound in the otherwise quiet suite.
She then recalled that she had intentionally turned off her phone before coming over the previous night to avoid being bothered. Her phone had a scheduled power-on feature. Looking at the screen, it was Qin Mo calling!
Jian An's heart, which had been caught in her throat, settled down a bit, and she answered the phone with a voice that was both cautious and slightly shy, "Brother Mo…"
"Jian An, you really know how to play games!" Qin Mo's voice from the other end of the phone was cold, like a storm suddenly arriving. His words shocked Jian An, dragging her spirits from the height of joy to the valley of despair. At that moment, Jian An felt as if her whole heart was frozen.
Jian An's hand trembled, nearly unable to hold the phone. What did he mean? Games… What had she done wrong? Was he displeased with her behavior the night before?
She felt wronged. After all, she had never….
Her heart clenched tightly, almost as though she could hear the sound of blood dripping. Yet her pride forced her voice to remain defiant, "Brother Mo, what do you mean by that?"
"After the drinks last night, you disappeared. I thought you went to the hotel first. But when I arrived there, you weren't in the room! You didn't reply to my messages, your phone was switched off too? I waited the whole night and didn't see you. Jian An, aren't you overestimating your importance?" Qin Mo's usual charming voice now held a note of anger and resentment that sounded foreign to her, leaving her staggered.
At that moment, Jian An felt as though her soul had been sucked out, like a puppet, lifeless and petrifying.
Last night... if it wasn't him, then who?
Jian An was shaking uncontrollably. She had woken up earlier to find that she had lost the most precious thing, transitioning from a girl to a woman!
She had naively thought that she had chosen to give her innocence to a man she loved deeply at such a beautiful age on such a significant day.
Yet the reality was, she didn't know who had taken advantage of her. Even the details of her first night, all of it captured in photos, she didn't know who had taken them, much less where they ended up...
She felt an urge to cry at the moment!
But Qin Mo's indifferent words shattered her fair hopes without a trace. She felt something in her heart disappearing, flipping upside down. Her lips were bitten until they bled. "Brother Mo, I..."
"Stop pretending, Jian An! I never knew you were such a scheming woman, and I, Qin Mo, have been fooled by you for so long!" He quickly interrupted her next words. Jian An was truly bewildered. She found the man on the other side of the phone - now a stranger to her, his voice cold and heartless - unfamiliar. Briefly, she felt a sense of relief, as though she had survived a catastrophe, "I had originally planned to give you one last beautiful night on the eve of the crisis, to fulfill your final wish out of the friendship we've had over the years. But now it seems we're settled!"
