Prison cell.
With a muffled "thud."
Necro tossed the female onto the ground without mercy.
With only a thin layer of straw beneath her, Shen Tang almost collided straight into the cold, hard wall, grimacing in pain as shallow bruises appeared on her arms and legs.
"If you won't behave alive, then become a living corpse, staying by my side forever!"
Necro showed no pity as he bent down and grabbed her by the jaw, sharp teeth piercing her fair skin, biting harshly at her neck.
"Ugh..."
As the skin was pierced, a shiver ran through her, and Shen Tang's lips released a soft, involuntary moan. She could clearly feel her blood rapidly flowing away, yet felt no pain.
A strange scent seemed to linger in her nostrils, momentarily making her forget the pain, her gaze becoming dazed.
Deep down, an uncontrollable longing arose—just wanting to be drained dry by this man...
Realizing the horror of this thought, Shen Tang abruptly snapped back, shoving the man away.
