Forced to Live Together After Picking Up the Child of My Rival Alpha - Chapter 14

After slapping her, Yu Jin felt a twinge of regret, but it was too late to take it back.

Song Yuan’s cheek burned, stinging from the impact, leaving her momentarily dazed.

It took a few seconds for her to realize that the person who had just struck her was now gripping the fabric of her collar tightly.

Warm breaths fanned across Song Yuan’s collarbone, and the gaze directed at her held a trace of grievance.

Grievance?

Song Yuan, who had just been slapped, was infuriated by this realization!

“I’m the one who should be feeling wronged, so why are you putting on that expression?”

Song Yuan let out an incredulous laugh and reached out to push Yu Jin away, only to notice that Yu Jin’s earlobes were flushed a deep red, the color trailing down her neck and disappearing beneath her clothes.

Pheromones permeated the air, familiar and enticing, causing Song Yuan’s outstretched hand to pause mid-motion. Her heartbeat skipped a beat.

It was just like the last time Yu Jin was in heat. Song Yuan’s own pheromones stirred restlessly, and a familiar restlessness surged through her body.

Suppressing the turmoil within, Song Yuan looked at the person before her, who seemed completely unaware.

She effortlessly removed Yu Jin’s grip, helped her to the bed to rest, then hurried back to search through her suitcase for suppressants.

But luck was not on her side this time, no matter how thoroughly she searched, she couldn’t find any.

She had no choice but to return to Yu Jin’s room, where Yu Jin was already losing clarity of mind.

Song Yuan patted Yu Jin’s cheek, trying to rouse her: “Do you have any suppressants in your room?”

Yu Jin tilted her head back, brows slightly furrowed, her gaze hazy: “Hmm?”

Her voice was like a dreamy murmur, the rising tone unintentionally seductive, making Song Yuan’s heart flutter.

For a moment, Song Yuan wondered if she truly had the makings of a scoundrel Alpha.

Her pheromones unconsciously surged, clamoring for her to draw closer to Yu Jin.

“Song Yuan.” Yu Jin’s eyes fluttered open slightly.

“Hmm? I’m here.” Song Yuan’s heart raced wildly, her body restless with heat. Her gaze involuntarily lingered on Yu Jin’s full, tempting lips, so inviting that she couldn’t resist the urge to taste them.

Blood rushed to Song Yuan’s head. Yu Jin’s pheromones were affecting her, pulling her irresistibly closer.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind: “Mommy.”

Song Yuan whipped her head around.

A small figure was curled up on the bed. After uttering those words, there was no further movement clearly, it had just been sleep-talking.

Song Yuan took a deep breath and put a little distance between herself and Yu Jin.

But Yu Jin’s condition was still far from stable. The discomfort in her body made her let out soft, pained moans from time to time.

Afraid that things might escalate and wake Luoluo, Song Yuan had no choice but to carry Yu Jin out of the bedroom and lay her on the sofa.

Yu Jin was slightly taller than Song Yuan. As she instinctively sank into the sofa, she forgot that Song Yuan’s hand was still supporting her lower back.

Song Yuan was pulled down onto the sofa along with her.

Their bodies ended up pressed together, one on top of the other, and Song Yuan’s lips coincidentally brushed against Yu Jin’s chin.

The impact made Yu Jin gasp in pain.

Yu Jin had to admit that when Song Yuan carried her out of the room, she had harbored a selfish hope, a subconscious desire for their paths to intertwine.

Maybe, Song Yuan wasn’t completely indifferent to her after all.

Song Yuan leaned over Yu Jin, her fingers lightly tracing Yu Jin’s skin. The sensation was like flames licking at her, making Yu Jin’s breathing instantly grow ragged.

For Yu Jin, who was in the throes of her pheromones, it was like dry wood meeting a blazing fire.

Closing her eyes as if throwing caution to the wind, Yu Jin used her wrist to pull Song Yuan beneath her, reversing their positions.

Song Yuan was caught off guard as she was pulled forward. Above her, Yu Jin’s face was flushed, her nose bridge high and prominent, her lip line clearly defined.

There was a reason Yu Jin had taken half the world by storm. That face, at any time, in any place if she wished it held an absolutely lethal allure.

In that moment, their breaths intertwined. Song Yuan could feel the scorching heat, burning and intense, seeping deep into her bones.

“Ah Yuan.”

The tender, lingering way Yu Jin called “Ah Yuan” sent a shiver down Song Yuan’s spine.

Yu Jin slowly lowered her head, her eyelashes trembling slightly. Her hot breath brushed against the tip of Song Yuan’s nose, and their lips gently met, lingering and caressing.

The last shred of reason in Song Yuan’s mind exploded.

Moonlight streamed into the suite, falling on the polished floor. Unlike before, a few pieces of clothing lay scattered messily on the ground.

Everything seemed to flow naturally, until Yu Jin suddenly murmured in a mix of shame and frustration, “You jerk!”

Song Yuan’s movements abruptly halted. The pain jolted her awake as if from a dream.

She hurriedly got up.

If she had truly done something tonight, her actions would have been taking advantage of someone in a vulnerable state.

Beauty could intoxicate, but it could also lead one astray.

Song Yuan rushed into the bathroom to take a cold shower.

When she came out, Yu Jin was still curled up in the corner of the sofa. Her smooth, flawless skin seemed to reflect the light. A gust of wind blew in from outside, causing Yu Jin to shiver.

Song Yuan’s brow twitched, and she quickly walked over to pick up the scattered clothes from the floor, dressing Yu Jin one piece at a time.

In her heart, she scolded herself for being foolish while also thinking about how irresistible Yu Jin’s pheromones were.

Once dressed, Yu Jin seemed much safer, but she was still suffering from the torment of her pheromones acting up. It was clear they couldn’t delay any longer.

With no other choice, Song Yuan swallowed her pride and went to find the production crew. Under their teasing gazes, she made the excuse that she was going through her sensitive period and managed to get some suppressants.

By the time Song Yuan returned to the suite, Yu Jin was still trembling on the sofa. Twenty minutes had passed since Song Yuan left, and Yu Jin’s condition had worsened.

In such a state, forcing herself to endure wouldn’t work. Yu Jin was shaking violently all over, and Song Yuan didn’t dare to delay. Skillfully, she administered the suppressant into Yu Jin’s body.

This time, Yu Jin’s body had been stirred up too intensely, and coupled with the fact that it had taken several hours to get the suppressant, it took noticeably longer for her to calm down compared to the last time.

As Yu Jin’s body slowly recovered, the surrounding air made her feel cold. Instinctively, she moved closer to the source of warmth Song Yuan.

Song Yuan held the person leaning against her, suppressing the restless energy within her body stirred by the other. She forced herself to act like a desireless human machine.

The long night felt like an eternity to Song Yuan.

Moonlight fell on half of Yu Jin’s face, highlighting the delicate contours of her butterfly-like features. Her perfect facial features now carried a fragile, icy elegance exactly her ideal type.

Song Yuan couldn’t help but cover her face in despair.

Heavens!

How could she have such thoughts about Yu Jin, who was also an Alpha? If Yu Jin found out, she would surely kill her!

The night grew deeper. Luoluo had a bizarre and fantastical dream. She turned her small body, expecting to roll into her mother’s warm, soft embrace.

But the moment her hand touched the sheets beside her, she felt only cold emptiness.

Luoluo instantly opened her eyes.

She slowly sat up, surrounded by pitch-black darkness.

Tentatively, she called out weakly from the center of the bed, “Mom?”

Ever since meeting Song Yuan, Luoluo hadn’t felt this way in such a long time so long that she had almost forgotten it.

The nightmare-like daily life from before was replaying itself again, startling Luoluo so much that she stumbled out of bed.

“Mommy!”

No one answered.

A helpless figure chased the moonlight into the living room, where, on the sofa shrouded in darkness, were the distinct silhouettes of Song Yuan and Yu Jin, sleeping in each other’s arms.

Their chests rose and fell steadily and rhythmically with each breath.

Luoluo stood about a meter away from them, slightly dazed, as if unsure, and called out softly, “Mommy…”

Song Yuan was a light sleeper and had been worried about Luoluo all day.

Hearing that faint call, she instinctively opened her eyes toward the source of the sound.

Sure enough, she saw Luoluo standing there barefoot, bathed in moonlight, peeking cautiously at the sofa.

Before Song Yuan could say anything, Luoluo rushed over, her voice filled with a hope she had never shown before: “Mommy!”

Her voice was a bit loud, startling Song Yuan, who quickly raised a finger to her lips: “Shh!”

Song Yuan then glanced at Yu Jin and, seeing she hadn’t woken up, breathed a sigh of relief.

Luoluo obediently nodded and whispered to Song Yuan, “Mommy, I want to sleep in the middle.”

Song Yuan looked down at Yu Jin’s hand holding hers and gently tried to pull away, saying, “Luoluo, Mommy will take you back to your room to sleep in a bit.”

But Luoluo pressed down on her hand, her small body slipping under the two larger hands to squeeze into the space between them.

Perhaps Yu Jin was too exhausted from the torment of her pheromones earlier, as she still hadn’t woken up despite the commotion.

Luoluo reached out her small hands and grasped the two larger hands that were intertwined, feeling a sense of security she had never known before.

She looked up at Song Yuan, who was now awake, and said, “Mommy, let’s sleep together.”

Seeing the happiness radiating from her daughter’s face, Song Yuan couldn’t bring herself to refuse. She used her other hand to gently stroke Luoluo’s hair and whispered soothingly, “Good Luoluo, be a good girl and go to sleep.”

Luoluo closed her eyes contentedly, a smile on her lips, her dimples faintly visible.

On the sofa, less than five feet wide, the family of three squeezed together. To Luoluo, it felt like lying on a cloud, and even the air seemed sweet.

Infected by little Luoluo’s joy, Song Yuan unconsciously curved her lips into a slight smile and gradually drifted off to sleep.

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