The Villain Turned Out to Be a Scummy Omega? [GL] - Chapter 12
After finally managing to placate the sensible assistants outside, one of them reached out to push at Lu Qinnian’s locked office door, only to be startled when it wouldn’t budge. Staring at the lowered blinds, they backed away in utter confusion.
Behind that door, Lu Qinnian had completely lost her mind to the aphrodisiac. Looking at the lovely girl before her, not a shred of her usual reason remained. Suddenly, she swept Song Ziqing up into her arms.
Song Ziqing shivered as her waist hit the other woman’s shoulder. Before she could process what was happening, she was carried into the adjoining lounge and tossed onto the bed, her mind going blank.
Taking in her surroundings and then looking at Lu Qinnian’s approaching face which looked like that of an enchanting fox possessed by pure desire—Song Ziqing stammered, “Lu… Lu… Lu Qinnian, what… what do you think you’re doing?”
Lu Qinnian stepped forward, pressing a knee onto the bed. Her bespoke black trousers strained against her movement, revealing the lines of her firm, powerful thighs and the tight, sexy curve of her hips.
Seeing this, Song Ziqing couldn’t help but swallow hard. Good grief! So when you go to the gym in your sportswear every day, you’re actually working out?!
Lu Qinnian leaned down, gripping Song Ziqing’s chin between her thumb and forefinger. Her burning gaze searched the girl’s face as if she wanted to drown in those innocent eyes. Her voice was thick and raspy. “How can you be spacing out at a time like this?”
Song Ziqing gave a playful smile and took hold of the woman’s hand. Her eyes drifted teasingly toward the open collar of Lu Qinnian’s shirt. “Lu Qinnian… what exactly are you planning to do?”
Lu Qinnian’s gaze flickered downward as she pressed a hand against the girl’s waist. “What do you think, Sister?”
Driven by the drug, Lu Qinnian could no longer keep her pheromones in check. Pressed this close, Song Ziqing inhaled the intoxicating scent and immediately realized something was wrong. She tried to push the woman’s hands away and sit up, but Lu Qinnian pinned her back down. Before she could react, Lu Qinnian’s lips were already on hers.
Song Ziqing tried to push her away, but her protests were reduced to incoherent whimpers…
When a gentle hand brushed over her stomach, Song Ziqing panicked. She struggled with all her might, but Lu Qinnian gripped her waist with a domineering force. She looked up at the panicked girl. “What? Isn’t this exactly what you wanted?”
Song Ziqing pushed at her shoulders and shook her head in confusion. Lu Qinnian let out a cold, disgusted sneer, her breath coming in heavy gasps. “First you spike my coffee with an aphrodisiac, and now you want to push me away? What’s this? Playing hard to get with me?”
Furious, Song Ziqing mustered her strength and shoved the weakened woman aside. She kicked out at her as she scrambled toward the edge of the bed. “What the hell are you talking about?!”
Lu Qinnian was stunned. Wasn’t this girl always playing the part of the obedient sweetheart? Since when did she start using such language? Has she finally dropped the act?
Lu Qinnian lunged out and grabbed her hand, yanking her back down. Before Song Ziqing could react, her head was forced around. A powerful palm pressed against the back of her head, drawing her in as Lu Qinnian claimed her lips again.
This time, Lu Qinnian was even more aggressive than before. The drug had amplified a strange, inexplicable spark of rage within her. She even recalled the intimate way Song Ziqing had looked at Yan Hui, which only fueled her desire to plunder.
Song Ziqing was forced to respond, but she soon felt things heading in a dangerous direction. She tore the hand away from her chest, shoved Lu Qinnian back with all her strength, and rolled off the bed. She scrambled to her feet, leaning against the bedside table for support.
She looked back at the dazed Lu Qinnian. Suddenly, Lu Qinnian burst into laughter. She rolled over and lay spread-eagled on the bed, her face flushed as she panted heavily. “My suppressants are in the third drawer of my desk outside. The passcode is my birthday.”
Song Ziqing backed away hurriedly. Lu Qinnian tilted her head, her eyes cold. “What? Still not going to get them?”
Song Ziqing hissed through gritted teeth. Just as she was about to snap back, Lu Qinnian let out a disdainful laugh. “Or are you still acting? Are you waiting for your own pheromones to explode so you can seduce me? You can play the victim and then be ‘forced’ to have my child?”
Song Ziqing’s lips twitched. She turned and stomped out. She crouched by the desk for a moment, then came back and pushed the door open. Seeing Lu Qinnian writhing in pain on the bed, her hands moving over her own body for comfort, Song Ziqing froze. She opened her mouth and asked, “What is your birthday?”
Lu Qinnian: “…”
She looked up, her voice raspy as she suppressed a moan. “December 22nd.”
“Oh!” Song Ziqing gave a devious grin as she studied the woman on the bed. “Continue, Sister.”
“…”
Shame and fury overcame Lu Qinnian. “Song Ziqing! You bastard!”
Listening to the cursing, Song Ziqing retrieved the suppressant. She pushed the door open to step back in, but then she remembered those hateful, conspiratorial accusations Lu Qinnian had just made. It was too much. She stepped back out.
“What are you standing there for?! Bring it here, now!” Lu Qinnian couldn’t help but clutch the sheets tightly.
Watching her, Song Ziqing felt a rush of blood to her own head. She swallowed and gave a wicked smile. “I want to see Niannian do it yourself a bit more.”
“…”
Song Ziqing watched with an innocent face as the woman struggled to sit up, only to collapse back down in weakness. “Do it one more time, Niannian, and then I’ll give it to you.”
“Song… Zi… qing.” Lu Qinnian spat out her name syllable by syllable. A chill washed over her. Fearing she might lose control of herself if she inhaled any more of those pheromones, Song Ziqing deviously placed the suppressant on the floor near her own feet.
“Come and get it yourself, Niannian.”
“You—?” Lu Qinnian glared at her in a rage.
Song Ziqing spread her hands innocently. “What if I come over and something ‘accidental’ happens? Sister might think I’m trying to be forced into having your baby again.”
“I have no strength left.” Lu Qinnian’s expression was furious, but her voice held a note of pleading.
Song Ziqing’s heart raced at the sight, but her mischievous streak took over. “Then crawl over and get it. I want to see.”
“…”
I am going to kill you!