After Being Forced Into This Obsessive Love, the Master Is Starting to Get a Little Hooked - Chapter 12

Bian Menghan’s voice was hoarse as he followed up smoothly, “Then, Master, are you not going to invite me in for a seat?”

Come in?

Shi Changting froze for a moment before snapping back to reality. “No! Get out!”

Bian Menghan was practically overflowing with demonic energy! He looked extremely dangerous at first glance! Shi Changting would have to be an idiot to invite him inside.

Feeling the resistance from his Master, the smile on Bian Menghan’s face turned cold inch by inch. His sorrowful voice now carried a hint of chilling malice. “Is Master really that unwelcoming toward me?”

Shi Changting gritted his teeth and mustered his courage. “You were the one who betrayed the sect first! It is only natural that I do not want to see you now!”

“If you do not want to suffer, get out immediately!”

He moved to close the door, but Bian Menghan’s expression darkened instantly. He blocked the door with one large hand and shoved Shi Changting back.

Bian Menghan strode inside. His right hand moved with unquestionable authority, wrapping firmly around Shi Changting’s waist and locking him tight in his embrace.

Shi Changting’s hair stood on end, and wave after wave of goosebumps broke out over his skin.

He struggled violently. “Damn you, you bastard! What do you think you are doing? Let me go!”

“Heh.” Bian Menghan let out a soft scoff. The words that left his lips felt lingering and affectionate, inexplicably making Shi Changting’s scalp crawl. “Master is truly so heartless.”

Shi Changting shuddered violently.

Holy crap! Why did it feel like Bian Menghan was acting like a spoiled brat, as if he were pointing a finger and saying, “You are heartless! You are cold! You are unreasonable!”

It is an illusion! It must be an illusion!

“This disciple has not seen Master for a month. Does Master not miss me?” Bian Menghan’s voice sounded again, low and cold. He tilted his head slightly, a cruel, bloodthirsty glint flashing in his eyes. “This disciple has missed Master so much that I could die.”

Who the hell is this pervert? Give me back my gentle, cute little disciple!

Shi Changting’s internal alarm bells went off. He suddenly realized that with his own strength, he could not budge Bian Menghan in the slightest. He was forced to resort to the most primitive method, punching and kicking. “Let me go, you bastard! Let me go! What exactly do you want to do?”

Bian Menghan watched his helpless resistance and finally smiled with satisfaction. “Did I not tell you just now, Master? I want to possess you.”

“This is treachery! You are rebelling against your Master!”

“Treachery?” Bian Menghan’s right hand remained tightly locked around Shi Changting’s waist, while his left hand slowly reached up to touch Shi Changting’s fair, exquisite face. His eyes were deep and dark.

“Sounds interesting.” Bian Menghan’s gaze was naked and predatory, as if he could swallow a person in one bite. He murmured, “Why do not we give it a try?”

Try your sister!

Shi Changting’s scalp was practically exploding! Did this bastard even listen to a word he said?

Shi Changting struggled frantically, trying to dodge those wandering hands. He was terrified to find that where the other man touched him, a strange, numbing sensation surged!

The sensation was pervasive, crawling up his spine and making his whole body tremble.

My God! Somebody save him! What did he do wrong?

“I do not.” Before he could finish, Bian Menghan suddenly leaned down and fiercely kissed his chattering mouth.

Better to just shut him up. Either way, he is saying things I do not want to hear.

Bian Menghan ground his lips against Shi Changting’s, the warm sensation further stimulating his nerves. He was reluctant to let go, knowing only endless demands and possession, as if he wanted to tear the other man apart and devour him.

His Master was truly too beautiful.

He could not let go, and he could not help but possess him.

Shi Changting’s mind was a blank slate. He stood motionless, held in the other man’s arms.

If he had doubted Bian Menghan’s words before, he now had zero doubt about their sincerity! Damn it, this guy really wants to sleep with me!

Why did this guy get a crush on me again?

Ahhhhhh! This could not be! He was a straight man, dammit!

Coming to his senses, Shi Changting immediately pushed against Bian Menghan’s chest with all his might, trying to escape the madman’s clutches.

Unfortunately, Bian Menghan had been gone for only a month, but who knew what he had gone through! His strength was now far beyond Shi Changting’s. No matter how hard Shi Changting tried, he could not move the man. Instead, he only succeeded in infuriating him, causing Bian Menghan to grip the back of his head and bully him even more ruthlessly.

“Mmph, no, I!”

Shi Changting could not understand it.

The original plot of imprisonment and forced love should not have occurred until at least half a year after he transmigrated. But it had only been a month! Why was he already being kissed?

Damn it! What is going on?

In his extremely chaotic state, Shi Changting suddenly realized a possibility.

Could it be? The plot has advanced?

Shi Changting froze, and cold sweat instantly poured down his face.

Damn it all! The plot has advanced! I am going to be forced!

In the gaps between being kissed, Shi Changting caught a glimpse of his tragic future and burst into tears.

So, he thought that being mean to Bian Menghan would make the boy resent him and lead to imprisonment. But now he had done the exact opposite, he had been unfailingly kind to him, and he was still going to be forced into this, only now the timeline had been moved up!

Oh Heavens! Is there no justice in this world?

He could not escape the fate of being “that” no matter what he did.

After a long while, Bian Menghan finally released the dazed and disoriented Shi Changting.

He stroked Shi Changting’s silky, smooth hair one stroke at a time, his voice so gentle it could practically melt. “Master is so good.”

Shi Changting’s body flinched reflexively.

“Master, you must be obedient from now on. This disciple will treat Master very well.”

Shi Changting said weakly, “Let me go, you rebellious disciple. Do not appear before me, mmph.”

His mouth was sealed again.

This time, it lasted only a few seconds before Bian Menghan released him.

“Master is not being obedient. You must be punished.”

Shi Changting learned his lesson and stayed silent, glaring fiercely at the other man with pursed lips.

Bian Menghan looked satisfied and pecked Shi Changting’s lips. “Master is being very obedient. Here is a reward.”

Shi Changting: “…”

Oh God, I cannot win in a fight, and I cannot win an argument. Just let me die.

Shi Changting was carried princess-style back to the Demon Realm, with Bian Menghan flaunting him the entire way.

Shi Changting struggled symbolically a few times, but when he could not break free, he simply went limp in Bian Menghan’s arms, his face wooden and his heart filled with despair at having given up.

It was over. Everything was over.

All his hard work over these past months was for nothing.

The plot had indeed changed, but the outcome remained the same.

Not only did it remain the same, but judging by this posture, it was destined to happen early.

Now it was just a forced kiss; soon, it would be forced intimacy, imprisonment, and all sorts of other acts.

Shi Changting was drowned in despairing tears.

He sighed toward the heavens, “Mom, I want to go home.”