Chapter 74 Try Me, You’ll Definitely Be Satisfied

Chapter 74: Try Me, You'll Be Satisfied

Fucheng District was a suburb not far from Chen Su’s home, in the opposite direction from the General Bureau—the two farthest suburbs from each other.

The next morning, Chen Su drove to the Fucheng District marriage registration office.

Chen Su parked the car in the lot, got out, carrying his documents, and navigated his way toward the bureau on foot. The road was under construction, completely closed off, forcing him to take a narrow side street. Chen Su turned a few times before finding the alley and walking in.

The old-fashioned buildings, combined with the noisy construction and heavy dust, had driven most of the remaining residents and tenants away.

Halfway through the alley, the door of an old building suddenly swung open. A dark figure darted out from behind Chen Su. A tall alpha pressed a chloroform-soaked handkerchief over Chen Su's nose and mouth.

Chen Su struggled desperately.

The alpha held it even tighter. After a while, when he was sure Chen Su had gone limp, he let go, then hoisted the unconscious man into the old building. There, he forced Chen Su to drink a drug, tied him up, and tossed him onto the bed.

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At the General Bureau.

"Deputy Chief Sheng, where are you off to?" a subordinate asked in the garage, watching Sheng Beiqing smoke a cigarette, a stack of documents in his hand, looking worried.

"Fucheng District."

"Oh… the road over there is under construction; you'll have to take a long detour. Should be done by the end of the month. Is it urgent?"

"Yeah." Sheng Beiqing raised the document bag in his hand. "Going to file for divorce."

The subordinate's eyes went wide with shock. "Divorce?!"

Sheng Beiqing stubbed out his cigarette and got into the car. "Yeah."

The subordinate stood rooted to the spot, staring in disbelief as Sheng Beiqing's car drove off, only snapping out of it after a good while.

…

When Chen Su woke up, the first thing he saw was a small, cramped room. The curtains were drawn, the lights off, making it very dim. The floor was oddly covered with soft, expensive carpet that had no business being in that old building.

He was tied up, his mouth sealed with cloth strips. His body burned abnormally, and his gland throbbed painfully.

His phone and document bag lay tossed on a nearby sofa.

Sheng Beiqing had only pretended to agree to the divorce; the kidnapping was real.

At noon, two people arrived—an omega and an alpha.

Before removing the cloth strip from Chen Su's mouth, the omega warned, "No use shouting. It’ll only hurt your throat. This place is slated for demolition; most residents have already moved out. No one will hear you. Save your strength."

Seeing Chen Su was relatively calm, probably too weak to shout, the omega took the cloth out of his mouth and placed a meal in front of him. "Eat something. You won't get any other food tonight, and you’ll be in for a rough time."

Of course. As soon as Sheng Beiqing arrived, he would be eager to have Chen Su, not caring whether Chen Su was willing, let alone giving him time to eat properly.

The omega said, "Eat up. I'll feed you."

Chen Su had no strength at all. He barely parted his lips to accept the food the omega fed him, but his stomach was so nauseated he felt like throwing up. He forced himself to suppress the urge to throw up and swallowed the food.

After two bites, Chen Su called it quits. "That's enough."

The omega was surprised. "You're not eating anymore?"

Even the omega couldn’t get full on so little.

The alpha frowned. "Why bother talking to him? Let him eat or not! Hurry up and give him the drug! Once he takes it, he’ll be as soft as an omega. And if the boss is happy, maybe he'll throw us a little extra."

The omega apologized. "I'm sorry."

He fed Chen Su the drug, sealed his mouth again, cleared the dishes, and left, closing the door.

Chen Su knew exactly what this drug was!

The feverish feeling was exactly like when his condition flared up. He struggled desperately, trying to break free of the ropes. His hands were rubbed raw, but the ropes showed no sign of loosening.

Chen Su had no strength at all!

His phone kept vibrating and ringing on the sofa. After a long time, it finally went silent—the battery had died.

The light outside the curtains slowly dimmed. The room remained dark, sinking into endless blackness.

Chen Su stared at the door for a long time. In the endless darkness, it swung open.

A sliver of streetlight seeped in from outside. A dark shadow loomed over him.

Sheng Beiqing stood at the doorway, turning on the light. His face was beaming—ecstatic, excited!

He had ordered Chen Su drugged in the morning, and again at noon. After a whole day of torment, Chen Su had no strength left. Even if he untied him now, Chen Su couldn't possibly escape.

Over the past two years, Sheng Beiqing had thought about forcing Chen Su, but he knew it would be irreversible. He didn't want Chen Su to hate him; he didn’t dare take the risk. But now, if he didn't do this, Chen Su wouldn't reconcile with him. Chen Su wouldn’t even pretend, the way he used to.

A cornered person is the most dangerous.

How could someone who hadn't let him touch him in two years willingly spread his legs the moment he met Zhao Jinzong?!

This place was remote, but not impossible to track down. Still, no matter how hard anyone searched, there was no way they’d find Chen Su tonight. As for tomorrow or the day after, so what if Zhao Jinzong came? Chen Su would already be fully his!

"Wife."

Sheng Beiqing walked up to Chen Su, finally able to look down on him from a position of superiority.

Every inch of Chen Su’s skin was flushed pink from the drug. Probably from struggling so long, there was sweat on his cheeks and on his shirt, clinging to his skin, making the outline of his chest very distinct.

Gently, Sheng Beiqing removed the cloth strip from his mouth.

Chen Su's jaw ached.

Sheng Beiqing reached out to massage it for him, but Chen Su turned his head away, dodging the touch.

Sheng Beiqing's expression darkened. The smile on his face vanished.

He laughed in anger. "I know you like Zhao Jinzong. You don't want anyone touching you."

"Let... let go." Chen Su shifted, not even sparing Sheng Beiqing a glance, his tone full of command.

"Don't worry. Once you behave, I'll definitely let you go! Trust me... try me, you'll be satisfied. I won't be inferior. I'll satisfy you more than Zhao Jinzong!"

Sheng Beiqing reached out to unbutton Chen Su's shirt.

Chen Su bit his lip, his eyes filled with a humiliated despair. "...Go take a shower."

Sheng Beiqing's eyes lit up. "You agree?"

"..."

Sheng Beiqing grasped Chen Su by the shoulders, a bit worked up. "I don't care if this is a delaying tactic or whatever. You can't escape tonight. I'll go shower... I'll give you the best time. And I'm asking you... I'm begging you... be kind to me, at least don't think about Zhao Jinzong while you're under me."

"Chen Su... I swear, I'll treat you better and be gentler than Zhao Jinzong ever could."

Sheng Beiqing took off his jacket and hurried into the bathroom.

Soon, the sound of running water came from the bathroom.

Everything was going much better than Sheng Beiqing had imagined. At least Chen Su wasn't threatening to die, wasn't hurling curses—instead, he had resignedly told him to go shower. That expression alone was enough to satisfy him.

When Sheng Beiqing came out of the shower, he casually wrapped a bathrobe around his waist and strode over to Chen Su in three quick steps. He crouched down like a devoted worshiper beside the bed, and wiped the fine sweat from Chen Su's forehead.

"I should have brought you into the shower with me... but now, I don't want to wait any longer." Sheng Beiqing leaned close to Chen Su's lips. "Let me have you once, and then I'll clean you up."