Renee froze, her face flushing involuntarily. She didn't realize that the narrow crack in the door perfectly reflected her image in the mirror. Her long hair draped over her bare back, partially covering her chest, which she was trying to shield with her arms. With each slight movement, it seemed as if she might be exposed at any moment.Carl clenched the ring on his thumb, struggling to suppress the surge of desires within him.Unable to argue further, Renee shut the door with force. Staring at the men's shirt and pants in her hands, she had no choice but to put them on.When she finally emerged from the bathroom, Carl was sitting on the sofa, sipping tea. The fragrance of the tea filled the room, creating a sense of calm.Renee walked over, and as Carl glanced at her, he accidentally spilled half of his tea, perhaps because it was too hot. Yet, he remained composed, merely saying, "Have some tea."He put down his cup and went to take a shower, not saying much else.Renee picked
After speaking, Renee went straight to the guest room.Carl, still smoking, poured himself another cup of tea. He took a sip and frowned at the taste. Lost in thought, he picked up the tea canister from the side table....In the middle of the night, Renee woke up coughing, feeling her throat dry and scratchy. When she tried to sit up, the room spun around her. She had to brace herself against the wall as she searched for some water.After what felt like an eternity, she finally found some water, but her dizziness worsened. Taking a few steps, her legs gave way, and she started to collapse towards the floor.Fortunately, she never hit the ground—Carl caught her and lifted her into his arms."How is your body so weak?" he muttered.Hearing his familiar voice, Renee's body began to tremble uncontrollably, burdened by memories from her past life."No... don't touch me... No, don't touch me..." she mumbled, desperately clutching at Carl's collar.Carl could hear her knuckles crack
Renee broke into a cold sweat, gasping out, "My... my hand..."Carl paused suddenly, taking a few deep breaths as the veins in his neck pulsed. He lifted himself slightly and gently took her hand.But before he could do anything else, Renee swiftly rolled over and wrapped herself tightly in the blanket.A manipulative move.Carl paused for a moment, but instead of getting angry, he simply lay down beside the "cocoon" she had made of herself, wrapping both her and the blanket tightly in his arms. He propped his head on one hand and leaned close to her ear, his voice hoarse and teasing, "How long do you think you can keep this up?"Renee wanted to retort, but her body betrayed her—she had used the last of her strength in that brief escape. Now, as Carl's voice seemed to drift farther and farther away, she slipped into unconsciousness, sinking into darkness.Later that night, Renee's fever spiked again, leaving her in a dazed, feverish state. If Carl had intended to do anything, she
"Carl? Carl!" Annie's voice grew closer from outside the door.Renee's entire body went rigid, cold sweat breaking out across her forehead. The mere thought of Annie walking in on them like this filled her with panic. Annie was cunning and skilled at manipulation—she would never let this go easily. And Carl always protected Annie, leaving Renee with no chance at winning.Renee grabbed Carl's hand, which was still roaming over her body, and pleaded, "Please, don't do this. You love Annie."She tried to remind Carl of his feelings, hoping it would snap him out of it.But to her shock, instead of stopping, Carl slid his hand further under her clothes, his fingertips gliding over her skin, making her shiver uncontrollably. He leaned in closer, his voice a deep, rough whisper in her ear, "It's quite kinky when you call me 'Uncle Carl' in moments like this."Renee was mortified.In her desperation, she decided to go all out and kicked the door with her foot.The loud bang echoed throu
She pressed her lips together without waiting for him to kiss her. Instead, she stood on her tiptoes and bit him first, sinking her teeth into the same spot where her previous bite mark was still faintly visible.Carl barely felt any pain, only letting out a slight click of his tongue, annoyed at being interrupted. Even as the healing wound started to bleed a little again, he seemed unfazed.It wasn't until Renee stopped biting and began to suck on the wound that his eyes darkened with intensity.So that's what she's planning.Renee released his neck and whispered angrily, "Uncle Carl, you should be more worried about explaining this to Annie."Carl tilted his head slightly, catching a glimpse of the fresh bite mark with a fresh hickey in the mirror. He raised an eyebrow."Are you part dog or something?"Renee turned her face away, tears welling up in her eyes and clinging to her lashes. Her stubborn gaze, now tinged with moisture, made her look vulnerable. It was hard to want t
She couldn't hold back any longer and blurted out, "Carl, your neck..."Hearing this, Renee's curiosity piqued. She was eager to see how Carl would react when confronted by the woman he loved.She snuck a glance and found herself staring straight into his deep, dark eyes, a gaze that made her feel an inexplicable sense of danger and intimidation.Carl looked at her, casually brushing his fingers over the mark on his neck. "I bumped into something."Renee's back heated up as she quickly closed the door, leaning against it, struggling to catch her breath.Outside the door, Annie was stunned. This was the first time Carl had ever dismissed her so casually."Is there a problem?" Carl asked, his eyes slightly downcast, his slightly tousled hair falling over his forehead, adding a hint of devilish charm."No," Annie replied, forcing a smile before turning and leaving the bedroom.Her hurried footsteps betrayed her anxiety. She knew for certain that the sounds she had heard through the door c
As soon as Renee returned to school, she received a message from the director about submitting her project. She headed straight to the director's office and was surprised to find Annie already there, along with some other contestants from different grades.Originally, each grade was supposed to have one representative in the competition, but in their graduating class, there were two spots. After all, Carl had a lot of influence and power.Renee approached, but before she could say anything, the director began to scold her."Renee, you're the only one who hasn't submitted your work yet. Stop holding everyone back. Miss Simmons was the first to submit hers."Annie smiled modestly, and Renee knew exactly how Annie operated. If she argued, Annie would just start putting on an act. Renee didn't want to give Annie the satisfaction of putting on a show for everyone.So, she calmly said, "Sorry. I'll show it to you now."She opened her bag and took out her drawing board, but when she ope
On her way back to the dormitory, Renee was stopped by someone.Jackson approached her politely and said, "Ms. Lacey, Mr. Grey is waiting for you in the car. It's time for your follow-up appointment for your hand."Renee let out a cold laugh. "My hand is useless now, isn't it? This way, Uncle Carl doesn't even need to go to such lengths to make me withdraw from the competition."Confused, Jackson responded softly, "Ms. Lacey, Mr. Grey, he...""Uncle Carl should spend more time with his girlfriend instead. It would be better for their relationship. I have other things to do."Renee tried to walk around Jackson, but he quickly blocked her path."Ms. Lacey, Mr. Grey is waiting for you," he reminded her, his tone firm.Realizing that Jackson would continue to remind her until she went, Renee took a deep breath. "Let's go."Jackson nodded and gestured for her to follow. Renee got into the car without noticing the excited figure approaching from a distance, who suddenly stopped upon