“Damn it, you brat… I’m your master!”

Deep in the dark cave, a woman with a stunning figure lay completely exposed on the jade bed. Her cheeks blushed red, and her eyes were hazy, exuding a fatal allure.

“I... I’m sorry, Master.”

David Colborn, twenty-three, with sharp features and clean brows, stared at the flawless figure on the bed. His breath grew heavy, bloodshot eyes revealing the heat burning inside him.

Every breath he took trembled with restraint on the verge of breaking.

And the woman lying there, Grace Winters, the number one beauty under the heavens—was also his master, the very one who had just used all her strength to heal him.

“Damn it, still can’t hold it back…”

Grace bit her red lip hard. Seeing David inch closer with burning eyes, despair flashed across her face.

She had exhausted herself in the healing and now didn’t even have the strength to lift a hand.

“Master... I... I can’t take it anymore!”

David shouted, then rushed in, grabbing her tightly, gasping uncontrollably as the wildfire in his body screamed for release.

“Calm down! Don’t—”

Grace shuddered. The heat radiating from him was scorching. If she didn’t let him relieve this now, he might die from the backlash in his core.

“Master… I…”

David gritted his teeth, trying to suppress his instincts, but his body kept pulling him closer, holding her soft frame tighter and tighter.

“No... don't…”

She could hardly breathe under his grip, feeling his burning body press against her. Her eyes flickered, and she bit down hard on her lip.

Grace made her decision—

“So be it. We are master and disciple. If this is what it takes to save your life… I’ll offer my body to keep you alive.”

She took a deep breath, cast hesitation aside, and embraced him instead. Her movements uncertain at first, but she quickly found her way.

Before long, she had given her purity to David.

Moans and heated breaths filled the mountainside cave, echoing off stone and forming a lingering haze.

The storm inside raged on for more than an hour before it finally quieted down.

“Master, I… I was worse than a beast. How could I do that to you… Please punish me!”

Once his mind cleared, David dropped to his knees before Grace, shame weighing heavy on his face.

Cursing himself nonstop in his heart—how could he have laid with his own master?

“...Sigh, not all your fault. This must’ve been fate,” Grace whispered.Grace Winters sat there naked, one pale hand covering her chest to keep modesty. She didn’t lack clothes—they’d just been torn to shreds by David Colborn.

“Go,” she said plainly.

David dropped to his knees. “Leave? Master, you're driving me away?”

He banged his head on the ground. “I was wrong! I’ve committed a grave sin against you. If I must, I’ll stay on this mountain forever, serve you like a beast, just to atone for what I did!”

He looked desperate. After all, he’d grown up on this mountain, raised by Grace. She was all he had, and walking away now? It tore him apart.

But Grace spoke calmly, “There’ve been some leads about your background.”

That hit David like lightning.

His background?

Right—he was an orphan. But it’d been so many years, he almost forgot he once had a past before Grace.

“Twenty-three years ago,” Grace said slowly, “your parents were being hunted. With no way out, they left you with me. You shouldn’t blame them for abandoning you—they probably had no other choice.”

David’s gaze turned cold. “They were hunted?”

Grace nodded. “I’ve taught you everything I know. Tomorrow, head down the mountain. Find out where you came from—and who was after your family.”

She handed him a letter. “When your parents left you with me in Yunhai City, this letter was with you. I’ve also added what I’ve discovered over the years. The letter holds important clues. Open it only after you descend.”

“Yes, Master…”

David carefully tucked away the letter. Since she said not to open it now, he didn’t.

But that didn’t change the fact that he still hadn’t earned her forgiveness for what just happened.

“Master, I’ll never forget your kindness. Once I find the truth, I’ll return, serve you however you ask.”

His eyes were full of determination.

Grace gave him a sideways glance. “Stop pretending, you brat. You’ve had your eyes on my body for ages. Now you got lucky thanks to a wild accident. If I don’t send you away—who knows how many more times you’ll try this!”

She knew David inside and out. Saw right through him.

“Heh… but Master, weren’t you enjoying yourself too? Don’t tell me you wouldn’t want another go?”

David scratched his head and grinned sheepishly.

“You dare say that!” Grace’s face turned red as she shot him a glare, then reached into the torn mess of clothes, pulling out a jade pendant for him.

“What’s this, Master?” David asked, curious.Grace Winters spoke calmly, “Years ago, I arranged a marriage for you. This token is proof. Aside from finding out about your background, your task this time is to fulfill that marriage promise.”

“A marriage? You mean you found me a wife?” David Colborn’s eyes lit up.

“Yes. Tomorrow, you’ll go down the mountain and find her. I can’t handle you any longer,” Grace said, quickly glancing at the bloodstain on the jade bed. Her cheeks flushed slightly.

She never expected her first time would be with this brat.

“Alright, Master. I’ll follow your orders,” David took the jade pendant and smiled as he noticed the pink still lingering on her face. “But before I leave… I should take good care of you one more time.”

Without waiting, he lunged and wrapped his arms around her soft body.

“Brat! You… you still want more?!”

The cave was once again filled with forbidden warmth.

—

The next day.

At Yunhai station.

David wore a plain white shirt, blue trousers, black cloth shoes, and carried a black backpack. As he watched the girls walking by in their revealing outfits, he couldn’t help sighing.

City girls really dressed bold—some of them had nothing but a little cloth in front and their backs all bare.

“Big ones, but still not as big as Master’s,” he muttered, remembering last night’s pleasure.

He’d planned to spend a bit more time with Grace that morning, but got shoved straight down the mountain and onto this long ride.

Now here he was, waiting for his fiancée to pick him up.

“I hope she looks good. Doesn’t have to be prettier than Master, but at least built the same,” he thought, still savoring thoughts of Grace’s curves.

Just then, a red Maserati rolled up in front of him.

As he frowned in confusion, a tall woman stepped out. She wore a soft white blouse and a short black skirt. What caught David’s attention most were her long legs wrapped in tight black stockings.

And what was under that white blouse—he practically had to gulp.

Huge!

“You’re David Colborn? I’m Lydia Oliver. I’m here to pick you up,” the woman said calmly, her tone cold and detached.

When her eyes swept over him, it was like she couldn’t even bother to take him seriously.

“Lydia Oliver? You’re my fiancée?” David blurted, stunned for a moment before breaking into a grin.

He never thought the woman he was going to marry could have such a figure!