A Sweet Soft Alpha and a Psycho-Beauty Go Viral Online - Chapter 18

Yu Wanyin’s vision blurred slightly, her senses gradually overwhelmed by the scent of vanilla. Blinking in confusion, she looked carefully at the breathtakingly beautiful face beside her—so enchanting it felt almost otherworldly. She let out a deep breath as her memories started to return.

In fact, from the very first moment she met Qiao Sanghe, there had been an inexplicable sense of familiarity. She hadn’t understood it at the time. But just now, when Qiao Sanghe mentioned it so plainly, she suddenly realized—they hadn’t met for the first time at the villa.

They had met before.

And there was only one place that could be: the cruise ship.

So Qiao Sanghe was the guest from that night on the cruise.

Yu Wanyin’s eyes widened in shock.

“I remember now… It was you on the cruise that night.”

Before she could finish, Qiao Sanghe placed a finger over her lips, silencing her. Her hand gently caressed Yu Wanyin’s cheek as she stared deep into her eyes and said:

“That’s right. And approaching you afterward wasn’t a coincidence—it was intentional. But what I didn’t expect… was that you’d actually forgotten what happened that night. That’s truly infuriating.”

Yu Wanyin met her slightly cold gaze and felt a spike of nervousness. Qiao Sanghe’s emotions were unpredictable, and forgetting something so important was sure to have angered her. The consequences could be serious. She truly cared about Qiao Sanghe’s feelings and wanted to calm her down. Trying to explain, she said,

“It was my fault. It’s not that I didn’t want to remember—I just didn’t dare to.”

Qiao Sanghe replied coldly, “You? Not dare? You didn’t look very afraid that night. Or have you already forgotten what you did on the cruise? Shall I help refresh your memory?”

As she spoke, she pinched Yu Wanyin’s waist—not gently.

Yu Wanyin gasped from the pain, her expression aggrieved.

“That time… I was desperately looking for a job. Every day was about surviving and making money. I didn’t have time to think about anything else. That night did leave a deep impression on me—but so what? I’m just an ordinary person, struggling in a brutal reality. How could I afford to dwell on things like that? It wasn’t realistic for me.”

Qiao Sanghe understood that Yu Wanyin had been going through a hard time—but she was still furious. “So what?” That line pierced her like a knife. It felt dismissive—uncaring.

Without a word, she slapped Yu Wanyin across her smooth, pale skin, hard enough to leave a vivid red mark. It stood out starkly against her bare flesh.

Yu Wanyin, still undressed, sighed inwardly. When Qiao Sanghe lost her temper, it was no small matter. She hadn’t meant to upset her. Back then, she had only felt an odd familiarity, but with her dire need for a job, how could she have brought up something like that? Plus, she had been afraid—afraid of offending Qiao Sanghe. Still, she knew she was at fault.

“I’m sorry,” she said softly. “It really was all my fault. I’ll do anything if it’ll make you feel better.”

Qiao Sanghe raised an eyebrow. “Anything?”

Yu Wanyin nodded. “Mm. Anything. As long as you’re not mad at me.”

Qiao Sanghe lazily pointed at the makeup tools on the table. “Then come over and do my makeup. Just like this.”

Yu Wanyin blinked at her bare body, feeling slightly embarrassed. What kind of odd preference was this? What was Qiao Sanghe planning now?

“Do you mean… like this? Naked?”

“Mhm.”

Qiao Sanghe was already sitting in Yu Wanyin’s lap, not bothering to move. Her soft, seductive figure pressed tightly against Yu Wanyin. She clearly didn’t believe she could resist this temptation.

Yu Wanyin took a deep breath, nerves tingling. She truly didn’t know how long she could endure. Qiao Sanghe was naturally alluring—even the lightest touch was enough to stir deep desire.

This demand… it felt like a test. A test of an Alpha’s ability to withstand beauty.

She will regret this. Yu Wanyin was sure of it.

Qiao Sanghe’s lips curled into a smirk as she continued to probe Yu Wanyin’s limits. “Don’t tell me you can’t do it. You just promised you will do anything. Don’t disappoint me now.”

Yu Wanyin had no choice. To Qiao Sanghe, perhaps obedience was all she expected of her. But Yu Wanyin did have special feelings for her—not just gratitude for her help, or the life-changing amount of money she’d given her. Qiao Sanghe had her completely under control.

And Yu Wanyin was willing to do anything for her.

“What do you want me to do now?” she asked quietly.

Qiao Sanghe was satisfied with her submission and nodded. “Good girl. Hold my waist and draw my brows.”

Yu Wanyin wrapped her arms around Qiao Sanghe’s slender waist. The softness under her palms, and the sweet scent wafting from her body, made her heart stir. Even with regular doses of suppressants, Qiao Sanghe could still ignite her desires with ease.

Back on the cruise ship, she had made the mistake of skipping her inhibitors—and once that primal urge was unleashed, she’d completely lost control, behaving like a wild beast. Since then, she’d been careful.

Medicated. Rational. Most of the time.

But in Qiao Sanghe’s presence, desire always threatened to overpower reason.

Her waist was so delicate, so soft—like vanilla-flavored cotton candy. One gentle squeeze, and Yu Wanyin felt the urge to claim her completely.

Without realizing it, as she held Qiao Sanghe’s waist, their bodies drew even closer. The air between them thickened with a heady, arousing scent. Her lips were so close to Qiao Sanghe’s they could feel each other’s breaths.

She was supposed to be doing her makeup—but she didn’t even know what she was doing. Holding the brow pencil in her hand, she had no idea where to start. But instinctively, she was already captivated by Qiao Sanghe’s beauty.

Qiao Sanghe saw the reverent expression in Yu Wanyin’s eyes—like a worshipper gazing upon their goddess. That kind of gaze was intoxicating. It gave her a profound sense of satisfaction, as if Yu Wanyin wholly belonged to her.

Her heart. Her body. Her soul.

And of course, a worthy goddess must reward her devout follower.

Qiao Sanghe lowered her head and gently kissed Yu Wanyin—on the cheek, on the corner of her lips, on her eyelids… then finally, on her gland.

She softly bit down.

The pale skin was instantly stained with a drop of bright red blood.

The pain felt like the trigger of a dangerous spell—wild, unstable. No one knew what would happen next.

All she could see was pink.

Yu Wanyin’s body was suddenly pulled into a firm, powerful embrace.

The Alpha before her had eyes now tinged with crimson. She kissed her back with a frenzy, clinging to the sweet taste, her instincts completely unleashed. She held her Omega tightly, possessively, licking her scent, tasting her gland—then finally breaking the skin and injecting her own pheromones.

Yu Wanyin trembled slightly.

In that moment, their scents fused as one.