Xia Ling felt afraid.
She had never seen Li Lei like this before. Fierce and vicious, like he was prepared to tear her into pieces.
Their bodies were very close together, so close that she could feel the rise and fall of his chest under his shirt with every breath. Another part of his body was hard against her like he was prepared to conquer her completely at any time.
She started to tremble as she recalled the rumors about him that she had heard before she met him. Many had said that he was cold-blooded and vicious, his cruelty on par with Pei Ziheng's. However, after she got to know him, she had only seen the warm and friendly side of him. As such, she had forgotten that a beast would always be a beast, and could hurt her in a flicker of an eye.
He was the underworld, and the blood on his hands and lives under his feet would likely be more than under Pei Ziheng's.
