Little Wife's Diary: My Husband is My Boss!
Chapter 258: A Beast Den ( 2 ) - R18

Chapter 258: A Beast Den ( 2 ) - R18

TRIGGER WARNING!!! This scene contained mature scenes and might be disturbing for some readers. Readers under 18 please skip this Chapter!

His current life, though chaotic, was comfortable, and Wen Sheng wasn’t eager to leave it all behind. What’s more, if he is caught betraying the gang, he will have to pay with his life.

Sensing his hesitation, Wen Jiali added, "If you can’t leave, Lingling and I will go first. You can join us once you have settled your business here."

When he heard this, Wen Sheng’s hesitation faded. Despite his many flings, Wen Jiali was his first woman and the mother of his only child. The thought of losing her forever tightened his resolve.

"How much do you want from them?" he asked.

A sneer curled her lips when Wen Jiali said, "Feng Zhexuan loves that bitch. He should be willing to pay at least a billion yuan."

Wen Sheng’s eyes widened at her words as he asked, "A billion? Are you sure he can pay that much?"

Wen Jiali gave him a disdainful look and said, "Do you think the Feng family is on the same level as the small-time wealthy people you have dealt with? Feng Zhexuan’s net worth alone exceeds ten billion yuan."

His mind raced at the thought of possessing a billion yuan. With that amount of money, he could live lavishly for the rest of his life without lifting a finger. Although he cannot return to the country, he has no relatives except his daughter. So, he didn’t have any reluctance.

After weighing the pros and cons, he finally nodded, "Fine, leave this matter to me. But if you dare to deceive me, I will kill you myself."

Wen Jiali’s hands trembled at his threat, but she steeled herself and said calmly, "I won’t lie. Our daughter’s life depends on this."

Wen Sheng trusted her love for their daughter and said no more.

Knowing that she would be caught by the police if she returned to the city, Wen Jiali softened her tone and said, "For now, I will stay with you."

Wen Sheng’s eyes lit up at her words and he said arrogantly, "Jiali, didn’t I tell you before? The safest place for you is by my side."

Wen Jiali resisted the urge to refute his words. Staying with him was the last thing she wanted, but returning to the city meant certain arrest.

For now, hiding here was her only option. Once she secured the money, she planned to flee with her daughter, leaving everyone—including Wen Sheng—far behind and start a new life aboard.

As he approached her, Wen Sheng couldn’t hide his desire. Despite being 45, Wen Jiali’s meticulous self-care made her look like someone in her thirties.

In contrast, his life of excess indulging had aged him terribly, making him look like her father rather than her peer. The stark contrast gnawed at him, deepening his resentment toward the world and those who had surpassed him.

Reaching out, he pulled Wen Jiali into his arms and said, "Jiali, it’s been years since I last slept with you. How about you show me what you have learned after marrying that trash? Is he better than me in bed?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, he leaned down and kissed Wen Jiali eagerly.

The moment his breath reached her, Wen Jiali felt an overwhelming disgust that almost made her vomit. However, recalling her precarious situation, she forced herself to endure and stayed motionless.

Noticing her lack of response to his kiss, Wen Sheng grew angry.

Grabbing her hair, he snarled viciously, "Wen Jiali, you had better serve me well. If you make me unhappy, you know what I’m capable of. Do you want to entertain my brothers too?"

Wen Jiali turned pale at his threat. Just imagining those filthy, depraved men touching her sent chills down her spine. Faced with such a horrifying prospect, she decided it was better to endure one monster than many.

After a brief hesitation, she reached out, wrapped her arms around Wen Sheng’s neck, and kissed him.

Seeing her take the initiative, Wen Sheng smirked and patted her buttocks while saying, "That’s more like it. After all, this isn’t the first time we have done this. Why are you pretending to be shy?"

Without wasting any more time, he ripped her clothes and pushed her onto the table. Wen Jiali faced the table, feeling pain in her abdomen from the impact, and frowned.

Wen Sheng ripped her stockings and pulled down her underwear before entering her roughly. Since he hadn’t done any foreplay, her lower body was dry and the forced penetration was as painful as tearing her body apart.

"Akhh!" Wen Jiali cried out in pain while tears rolled down her cheeks. She bit her pale lip, trying to bear the pain.

Wen Sheng grunted in satisfaction as he pushed himself deeper. He grabbed her buttocks tightly and said with a laugh, "Jiali, even though you are getting old, your body is still as delicious as ever. That man was a fool to let you go."

After savoring the pleasure, he moved his hips like a beast in heat, ignoring her cries of pain. Because of his rough actions, Wen Jiali couldn’t help crying and sobbing while she moaned in a daze.

In the pain, she slowly felt the pleasure building up from her lower body. Although she has always acted like a modest wealthy madam, deep down, her body has been trained by Wen Sheng since she was in her youth.

The brief, mellow sex she had with her husband never satisfied her. This is why she raised several young men outside. She loves it when her man treats her rough during their intercourse.

Just when she was thinking about the hot bodies of those young men, Wen Sheng grabbed her hair, pulled hard, and shouted angrily, "Bitch, who were you thinking about when you were with me?!"

"Ahh!" Wen Jiali let out a cry in pain.