There Are No Born Villains in This World, Only Good People Who Have Turned Bad
“What?” A bespectacled boy who hadn’t spoken up until now widened his eyes in horror. “Dean Du, this... this is way too cruel... Young Master Chen would give his life for Xue Ya—we all know how much he loves her! Forcing him to watch Xue Ya do that with Xiao Yi... he’ll lose his mind!”
“Yeah... they’re our classmates, after all. No need to go that far, right? Let’s just drop it...” a frail girl said hesitantly, her face twisted in conflict.
Du Zhi Ming strode forward and slapped the boy hard across the face. “You want to live? Then shut your damn mouth! Chen Kun offended Benefactor Xiao, so he gets the harshest punishment! The more that bastard suffers, the happier Benefactor Xiao will be—and the more food and water we’ll get! If you want to make it till rescue comes, don’t play the saint with me!”
He didn’t say it out loud, but as a devoted member of the wife-swapping club, Du Zhi Ming knew all too well the rush of making another man watch you fuck his wife.
Chen Kun was quickly bound by several people.
As they tied him up, two girls pulled up a curtain, and the boys took turns weakly dribbling a bit onto his face. They’d gone two straight days without water, so no one could squeeze out much.
Only when Du Zhi Ming unleashed a heavy stream did Chen Kun finally stir awake.
In his daze, Chen Kun felt himself being hoisted up, then slammed hard onto the ground.
The searing pain jolted him fully conscious.
He slowly opened his eyes. Blood loss had left him feeble, his vision a blurry haze...
But soon, his gaze locked onto the swaying pale figure right in front of him!
He strained to open his eyes wider, desperate to make out the scene...
And finally, he saw it!
His beloved goddess, the woman he wanted to cherish and protect forever!
The one he dreamed of marrying!
Now burying her head between Xiao Yi’s legs!
Her soft, sexy lips working furiously to suck and stroke him.
She was so devoted!
So earnest!
Xiao Yi roughly kneaded Ling Xue Ya’s massive white breasts, occasionally slapping them hard.
“No!!! ” Chen Kun screamed internally, but all that escaped his lips was a feeble whimper.
The world spun around him, the scene before him shattering like glass. He flashed back to sweet moments with Ling Xue Ya, their old vows—and suddenly felt a wave of nausea.
The crushing humiliation made his throat sweeten; blood sprayed from his mouth.
Slap! Xiao Yi smacked Ling Xue Ya’s pale, perky ass hard, leaving a red handprint.
He turned to Chen Kun, whose face streamed with tears, and a faint smirk curled his lips.
So high and mighty, huh?
Untouchable, right?
Looked down on poor trash like me?
Look now!
Look at your goddess!
She’s just my bitch in heat!
Ling Xue Ya felt Chen Kun’s humiliated glare. Shameful tears welled in her eyes, but her motions didn’t falter...
Xiao Yi let out a satisfied groan and unleashed his piss straight into Ling Xue Ya’s mouth.
She gagged desperately but forced it down.
Even as she slowly stripped off her half-covering clothes, baring her full, snowy breasts...
A surge of triumph hit Xiao Yi. He stood abruptly, shoved her onto the chair, and pounded into her pale, perky ass with savage thrusts...
So tight! So wet and warm.
There was even that virgin barrier at first.
Xiao Yi thrust hard.
Ling Xue Ya let out a wretched moan.
Blood stained his cock.
Feeling it filthy, he yanked her head over and made her lick him clean.
Chen Kun saw everything!
His goddess, ravaged by a loser—brutally ravaged! Trampled!!!
Worse than a dog!!!
“Ah... ah... ah...” Chen Kun tried to roar, to bellow, to curse this shameless slut!
But it all came out as weak, hoarse whimpers.
This was the scene he’d once dreamed of!
But now!
He could only watch helplessly!
Two years of dating, he’d forsaken all other women for her. He hadn’t even touched her!
To him, Ling Xue Ya was a sacred, untouchable saint!
Pure as driven snow!
But now!
His pure saint writhed beneath another man!
“Why?! Why?! I loved you so much, treated you so well, and you wouldn’t give it to me! But you give it to that filthy poor loser we both despised!” Tears poured from Chen Kun’s eyes, his face contorted in agony beyond human form. His raspy voice barely croaked the words.
But Ling Xue Ya couldn’t answer—her cries drowned him out, louder, hotter!
“Ah!! Ah~~~~ Oh~~~~ Mmmph~~~~ Hiss~~~~ No... it hurts so much~~~~ Feels like I’m being torn apart~~~~”
Chen Kun couldn’t take the humiliation anymore and blacked out again.
...
The curtain slowly parted. Xiao Yi lounged contentedly in the chair, propping his unwashed feet—months without a bath—on Ling Xue Ya’s shoulders as she knelt before him. He scooped up a few bottles of food and mineral water from the floor and tossed them casually to Du Zhi Ming and the others, who groveled with fawning smiles.
“Your reward,” Xiao Yi said lazily.
Du Zhi Ming and the rest bobbed their heads, kowtowing frantically and gushing praise for Xiao Yi’s mercy and greatness.
Satisfied, Xiao Yi stood and turned to Tang Ning Ning. “You want to stay here, or come with me to my shelter?”
In his eyes, of everyone in this warehouse, only Tang Ning Ning was worthy of joining him in the City of Sin. The rest were trash.
“I want to go with you! Thank you, Xiao Yi!” Tang Ning Ning nodded earnestly, falling in obediently behind him.
Xiao Yi had expected fear from her, but instead, he saw a glint of admiration in her eyes.
“You’re not scared of me?” he asked curiously.
Tang Ning Ning adjusted her glasses and shook her head firmly. “I’m not. There are no born villains in this world—only good people who’ve turned bad. Compared to these hypocrites and their ugliness, I prefer your dominance and clear sense of love and hate. In this apocalypse, the only way to survive better is by following someone strong like you, who has power but no soft-hearted mercy.”