In the room, a beautiful girl was sprawled across a desk. Though her upper clothing was still on, it was already disheveled, while her lower half was completely naked—her pants pulled down to her ankles, her long, fair legs bare against the floor, her shoes kicked aside. Her round buttocks were raised high as a man pressed her against the desk, her full breasts flush against the surface. Her alluring body writhed under the man's thrusts.
The girl's sexy upper body twisted restlessly as the man behind her gripped her slender waist with both hands, driving his hips forward again and again. The lewd "slap, slap, slap" sounds came from the impact of the man's abdomen against her buttocks.
Running into a couple having sex in a room might not be all that strange, but what made my chest tighten to the point of suffocation was the identities of these two—both within my expectations and yet completely beyond my imagination.
The man was Wang Hongxi. And the girl?nNing Yingxue.
The girlfriend of my roommate, Luo Suohui.
"Ahh... ahh... Young Master Wang... so deep..." Under Wang Hongxi's dominance, Ning Yingxue's moans grew louder and more wanton.
Why?
How could the girl who had just been celebrating our victory in the game with me moments ago now be beneath another man, being used so shamelessly?
Originally, I had guessed that Ning Yingxue had gotten together with Luo Suohui most likely because of his status as the son of a vice mayor. But deep down, I still wanted to believe that she hadn't changed—that she was still the pure, self-respecting girl I once knew.
Yet the scene before me turned my brain into mush. Ning Yingxue's naked body was so vividly imprinted in my vision, her moans so clearly ringing in my ears that I could barely think straight.
A radical thought gradually took over my mind.
I was wrong. So very wrong.
Ning Yingxue hadn't just changed—she had become someone far worse than I could have imagined. She was now a woman I no longer recognized, one I never wanted to know.
Or perhaps she had never changed at all. Maybe this was her true nature all along. Everything she had shown me before had been an act—all those unforgettable memories, nothing but lies.
Her smiles, her pouts, the way she wiped sweat from my forehead, the candy she slipped into my mouth, the times we lay on the grass gazing at the stars, the way we ran together in the rain—all of it had been nothing but a performance, one I had been foolishly blind to.
This was her real self—a cheap, lustful woman, willingly used by the wealthy, moaning wantonly beneath them.
A surge of anger rose in my chest, growing more intense, as if the entire world had turned black.
She had known Wang Hongxi for less than an hour, yet here she was, stripped bare beneath him. Meanwhile, how long had I known her? And all this time, she had pretended to be so chaste in front of me. If I had been the son of some powerful family, she would have already spread her legs for me without hesitation.
She wasn't worth my affection. A woman like her was born to be a bitch for rich young masters. One day, when I had power and status, I'd pin her down and use her just the same.
I kept degrading Ning Yingxue in my mind, though I couldn't tell whether I truly believed it or if this was the only way to numb the pain tearing through my heart.
Strangely enough, this was the first time I had ever seen Ning Yingxue's naked body. When we met at the entrance earlier, her curvaceous figure had already stirred something in me—her full breasts, her slender waist, her round hips—every inch of her exuded a tantalizing allure. Now, seeing her bare, with those perky buttocks and long legs, I had to admit that Luo Suohui's girlfriend was truly a rare beauty.
Wang Hongxi gripped Ning Yingxue's slender waist tightly, his cock thrusting deep inside her, his abdomen slapping against her raised buttocks with relentless force. He rode her like a stallion taming a mare, dominating her completely.
I felt my own cock hardening involuntarily.
This was how a real man should be—able to take any woman he desired. Even a beauty like Ning Yingxue could only submit, letting him use her however he pleased.
I took out my phone and pulled up Luo Suohui's contact. As his friend, seeing his girlfriend being fucked by another man, I felt obligated to tell him.
But as my finger hovered over the call button, I hesitated.
Would telling Luo Suohui really be the right thing to do?
Given his temper, if he saw this, he'd definitely fight Wang Hongxi. And since Wang Hongxi's background seemed even more powerful than Luo Suohui's, my roommate would be the one to suffer in the end.
As for Wang Hongxi? For a man of his status, fucking another man's girlfriend was nothing—just a minor indulgence. He wouldn't face any consequences.
And Ning Yingxue? Maybe she never loved Luo Suohui to begin with. Like a tired little bird, she had flown into his gilded cage for the comfort his status offered. Now that she'd found a man with even higher standing, of course she'd cling to this new branch.
Cheating on Luo Suohui was despicable, but if a conflict erupted between him and Wang Hongxi, the consequences would fall on her—the beautiful girl who had only ever wanted a better life.
Could she bear that?
In the end, I didn't call Luo Suohui. Instead, I opened the camera and started recording the obscene scene before me.
Though I told myself many reasonable excuses, deep down, I didn't even realize how much my heart had darkened.
After seeing my goddess Zhao Qingshi in Qi He's arms, after watching my three roommates each have stunning girlfriends, something inside me had already twisted.
And now, this scene was the spark that ignited the possessive desires I had buried for so long.
Why?
Why was life so unfair?
We lived under the same roof, yet their lives were so different. They all had top-tier beauties as girlfriends, while I could only relieve my loneliness with my own hands in the dead of night.
I admit, I had always harbored lustful thoughts about my roommates' girlfriends. What man wouldn't, faced with such beauties? But those were just harmless fantasies. I had never seriously considered acting on them.
I had genuinely wished for their happiness.
But now, that greed had expanded beyond control.
I wanted them.
If they were destined to belong to someone, why couldn't that someone be me?
No—they should have been mine from the start.
Only I deserved to have these women.
Zhao Qingshi, Zhang Yiyu, An Zhishui, and now Ning Yingxue—they should all have been mine, my playthings, spread beneath me, letting me use them as I pleased.
If what was happening in the room was a battle, then Ning Yingxue was already losing.
At first, she could still move her hips to meet Wang Hongxi's thrusts, but now, she was completely at his mercy. He rode her like a mare, controlling every movement.
Under his relentless assault, Ning Yingxue's movements grew weaker. Her head, once held high, now drooped, her hair spilling across the desk.
She was already limp in his hands.
"Ah... so good..." Ning Yingxue moaned incessantly, writhing on the desk, her plump ass swaying to meet Wang Hongxi's deep thrusts.
"Ah—!" Another pained moan escaped her as Wang Hongxi yanked her upper body up before slamming her back down against the desk.
He showed no concern for whether she was hurt. Instead, he quickly stripped off her remaining clothes. In moments, her T-shirt and bra were gone, and I finally saw the full, voluptuous breasts that had always been hidden beneath her clothes.
"Damn... those are huge."
I couldn't help but marvel.
I had only ever glimpsed her chest from the side, never daring to stare openly. How many times had I fantasized about what lay beneath her clothes?
Now, seeing them in person, they were even more magnificent than I had imagined.
Behind Ning Yingxue, Wang Hongxi's eyes gleamed with a cunning I didn't notice. His gaze was dark as he stared at her bare back, a smirk playing on his lips.
While continuing to thrust into her, he gripped her shoulders and pulled her upright again, his hands seizing her heavy breasts from behind. Even with his large hands, her soft flesh spilled between his fingers.
"Slap... slap... slap..." The sound of his hips pounding against her echoed through the room, obscenely crisp.
"Ah... so good..." Ning Yingxue moaned again as Wang Hongxi kneaded her breasts, twisting them into lewd shapes. The harder he squeezed, the more frantic her moans became.
Gasping, she braced her hands on the desk, her moans broken. "Ah... ah... Young Master Wang... my nipples... it hurts... don't... oh... ah..."
Wang Hongxi sneered. "I'll play with you however I want. You don't get to tell me what to do."
With that, he shoved her back down, pressing her face against the desk with one hand while the other pinned her back, grinding her breasts against the hard surface.
Her cheeks were crushed against the wood, her nipples rubbing painfully as she could only whimper muffled pleas.
Wang Hongxi held her down like this, tormenting her upper body while slowly, deliberately thrusting into her.
Ning Yingxue's upper body was immobilized, and as Wang Hongxi deliberately slowed his pace, she began to squirm desperately, as if begging for more.
Her muffled cries and futile struggles only made the scene even more pitifully erotic.
"Ah... ahhh... ahhhh—!"
After what felt like an eternity, Ning Yingxue suddenly threw her head back, gasping for air as Wang Hongxi finally released her.
Dazed, she turned to look at him, her eyes glazed with lust.
Her wanton display seemed to reignite Wang Hongxi's desire. Gripping her waist, he flipped her onto her back, lifting her onto the desk in one swift motion.
And just like that, Luo Suohui's lewd, shameless girlfriend was splayed naked before me.
I swallowed hard.
Ning Yingxue lay on the desk, her long legs pale under the light, parted obscenely. Wang Hongxi grabbed her thighs, spreading one wide while lifting the other, fully exposing her dripping entrance.
Without hesitation, he drove his still-hard cock into her.
"Ah... so good..." Ning Yingxue let out a long moan, her body writhing, hips lifting to meet his thrusts.
Her legs splayed wantonly as she grabbed her own breasts, squeezing them desperately, as if trying to channel the pleasure coursing through her.
"Ahhh! Young Master Wang... so good... ah... fuck me... harder... ahhh!"
Her slender waist arched, her head tossing wildly, her hair sticking to her flushed face as she screamed indecently.
Compared to her usual elegant demeanor, the way she acted so demure in front of Luo Suohui, the vulgar words spilling from her lips now left me stunned.
Wang Hongxi, clearly exhilarated, gripped her thighs tightly, fucking her with brutal force. He lifted her hips, driving into her with even greater intensity, his own groans mingling with her cries.
"So deep... Young Master Wang... ah... so big... so hot... ah... ah...!"
Ning Yingxue's head lolled back, her eyes unfocused, her mouth hanging open as she babbled mindlessly.
Seeing her on the edge, Wang Hongxi increased his pace, his cock pistoning in and out of her ruthlessly.
"Ahhh—!" With a roar, he suddenly pulled out, yanking her hair to drag her off the desk.
She tumbled to the floor but immediately knelt before him, obediently opening her mouth.
Wang Hongxi grabbed her hair with one hand, guiding his cock into her mouth with the other.
Another growl, and he shoved himself deep into her throat, his hands clamping around her head, forcing her to take him to the hilt.
Ning Yingxue didn't resist. Instead, she eagerly sucked him, her lips tight around his shaft, her throat working as she swallowed around him.
I watched, my heart in shreds, as Ning Yingxue knelt naked before Wang Hongxi like a sex slave, her lips wrapped around that filthy cock, behaving like nothing more than a bitch eager to please her master.
I couldn't help but remember that day we ran in the rain together.
On that empty street, two young souls sprinting through the downpour. My jacket had shielded her from the worst of it, leaving me drenched. I had glanced at her then, her figure blurred by the rain, the only clear memory the way the water glistened on her pale neck.
I had wished that road would never end, so we could keep running forever.
But a girl like her was never meant to run in the rain. A jacket couldn't give her the protection she deserved.
She belonged in a luxury car, where not even the sound of rain could reach her.
Time hadn't changed her beauty—she was as stunning as the day I first met her. But everything else had.
I was still me—the boy who could only fret when caught in the rain without an umbrella.
But the girl who had once run beside me was gone.
Why should I blame her for being plucked and placed in a gilded vase?
A girl as beautiful as her, in the prime of her youth, deserved to be sheltered from the storm.
She was never meant to endure the cruelty of the world.
"Ah—!"
Wang Hongxi's roar snapped me back to reality.
He held Ning Yingxue's head firmly against his crotch, his hips jerking as he came deep in her throat.
When he finally pulled out, strands of cum dripped from her lips, some spilling down her chin onto her heaving breasts.
Even after finishing, Wang Hongxi wasn't done. He yanked her head back by her hair, forcing her to look up at him, her cum-streaked face on full display.
Her chest jutted out, her expression one of complete submission.
In that moment, it was as if he was declaring to me, the unseen observer:
She was his trophy. His conquest.
And he was proudly showing her off.