Villain: Manipulating the Heroines into hating the Protagonist

Once inside, Wang Jian pressed the button for her floor, the doors sliding shut as they began to ascend.

Lucía leaned against the wall, her breathing still uneven, her heart racing.

The hum of the elevator was the only sound between them, but there was a tension in the air—something unspoken yet undeniable.

As the elevator came to a stop and the doors opened, Wang Jian gently tugged Lucía forward.

"Come on," he murmured softly, guiding her toward her room.

She followed him in a daze, the alcohol and the intensity of their earlier encounter still clouding her mind.

Her feet felt heavy as they reached the door to her room, but Wang Jian swiftly pulled out her key card, sliding it into the lock with ease.

The door clicked open, and they stepped inside.

Lucía's hotel room was modest but comfortable, with a queen-sized bed neatly made and soft lighting casting a warm glow over the space.

Wang Jian wasted no time, leading her over to the bed.

He released her waist for a moment, watching as she sat down on the edge, her gaze unfocused.

Lucía's thoughts were a whirlwind, and though part of her wanted to question what had just happened in the alley, the overwhelming fatigue and intoxication kept her silent.

Wang Jian, however, wasn't done with her yet.

His eyes gleamed with the same predatory hunger he had shown earlier, and he took a step closer, standing in front of her.

"Lucía," he said softly, his voice smooth like velvet, "you were so perfect tonight.

I can't get enough of you.

"She blinked up at him, her mind struggling to form a coherent response.

She could feel his presence looming over her, his dominance palpable in the way he looked at her, and it stirred something inside her—a mixture of fear and reluctant desire.

Before she could say anything, Wang Jian cupped her chin, tilting her head up to meet his gaze.

"I want you again," he murmured, his thumb brushing over her lower lip.

"You want this too, don't you?

"Lucía's breath hitched, her heart pounding in her chest.

She felt powerless, trapped in the intensity of his stare.

Despite everything that had happened, despite the way he had taken control of her body in that dark alley, there was a part of her that responded to him, a part of her that couldn't deny the heat that lingered between them.

She hesitated for a moment, but Wang Jian's touch was too insistent, too persuasive.

His hand moved to her shoulder, gently pushing her back onto the bed.

Lucía's body seemed to move of its own accord, lying down beneath him as he crawled on top of her.

The weight of his body pressed her into the mattress, and she felt a shiver run through her as his hands began to roam over her curves once more.

Wang Jian's lips found hers in a deep, possessive kiss, his tongue sliding into her mouth with practiced ease.

Lucía whimpered softly, her hands gripping the sheets beneath her as she felt the familiar spark of desire flare up inside her.

His kisses were demanding, his touch rough and urgent as he began to undress her.

With practiced precision, Wang Jian peeled her dress from her body, exposing her smooth, pale skin to the cool air of the room.

His hands explored every inch of her, squeezing her breasts, tracing the curve of her hips, all while his lips trailed down her neck, leaving a trail of heat in their wake.

Lucía's mind was spinning, a mixture of pleasure and shame swirling within her as she let him take control once again.

She felt helpless beneath him, but at the same time, there was a strange thrill in the way he dominated her, the way he made her feel like she was entirely at his mercy.

Wang Jian's eyes roamed over her naked body with a hunger that only seemed to grow stronger.

"You're so fucking beautiful, Lucía," he growled, his hands moving to spread her legs apart.

"I can't get enough of you.

"Lucía's breath hitched as she felt him settle between her thighs, his fingers brushing against her slick folds.

Her body responded to him instinctively, her hips arching slightly as he teased her, his fingers sliding inside her with ease.

A soft moan escaped her lips, and she closed her eyes, trying to block out the confusion that clouded her thoughts.

Wang Jian's touch was relentless, his fingers moving in and out of her with a practiced rhythm that had her squirming beneath him in no time.

Her body betrayed her once again, her moans growing louder as the pleasure built inside her, threatening to overtake her completely.

"You love this, don't you?

" Wang Jian muttered, his voice low and filled with dark amusement.

"You love being used like this.

"Lucía whimpered, her hands gripping the sheets even tighter as she felt the heat rising in her core.

She didn't want to admit it, didn't want to acknowledge the way her body was responding to him, but she couldn't stop it.

The pleasure was too intense, too overwhelming, and it consumed her completely.

Wang Jian continued to tease her, his fingers moving faster, his thumb brushing over her clit in a way that had her gasping for breath.

Lucía's moans filled the room, her body trembling beneath him as she felt the pressure building inside her, pushing her closer and closer to the edge.

"Come on, Lucía," Wang Jian urged, his voice dripping with arrogance.

"I want to feel you come for me.

"With a final, skilled flick of his thumb, Wang Jian pushed her over the edge.

Lucía cried out, her body convulsing as the orgasm ripped through her, leaving her breathless and trembling.

The pleasure was overwhelming, and for a moment, she forgot everything—forgot the confusion, the shame, the way he had taken control of her so easily.

But Wang Jian wasn't done with her yet.

Before Lucía had a chance to catch her breath, Wang Jian positioned himself above her, his cock hard and ready as he lined himself up with her entrance.

Without hesitation, he thrust into her, filling her completely in one swift motion.

Lucía gasped, her hands flying to his shoulders as he began to move inside her with a slow, deliberate rhythm.

The sensation of him stretching her, filling her so completely, had her body responding all over again.

She could feel the pleasure building once more, her hips moving in time with his as he fucked her with an intensity that left her breathless.

Wang Jian's hands gripped her hips tightly, his eyes locked onto hers as he pounded into her with a raw, animalistic desire.

"You feel so fucking good," he groaned, his voice rough with lust.

"I could fuck you all night.

"Lucía's moans grew louder, her body arching beneath him as the pleasure built inside her once more.

She was completely at his mercy, her body responding to his every touch, his every thrust, and she couldn't stop it.

The intensity of it all was overwhelming, and it wasn't long before she felt herself nearing the edge once again.

Wang Jian smirked down at her, his pace quickening as he drove into her with relentless force.

"Come for me again, Lucía," he growled, his voice dripping with arrogance.

"I want to feel you fall apart beneath me.

"And with that, Lucía came again, her body trembling as the orgasm ripped through her, leaving her gasping for breath.

Wang Jian followed soon after, his grip on her hips tightening as he spilled inside her with a low groan.

For a few moments, they lay there, their bodies tangled together as they caught their breath.

Wang Jian eventually pulled out, rolling onto his back with a satisfied grin on his face.

Lucía lay beside him, her mind still spinning with everything that had just happened.

She felt used, broken, but there was a part of her that couldn't deny the pleasure she had felt.