Villain: Manipulating the Heroines into hating the Protagonist

Chapter 726: Fucking The Lights Out of Bella



Wang Jian walked back into the hotel lobby with a calm and calculated demeanor. He had spent the past few days carefully planning his next move, the image of Rafael's eventual downfall clear in his mind. As he approached the elevator, he let his thoughts wander to the next immediate task-reconnecting with Bella.

The hotel he was now entering was the one where Bella had been staying, and he could already anticipate her impatience. She had been calling him, asking about when he'd return. Wang Jian hadn't revealed much to her, only that he was working on something important. Now that he was back, he knew he had to address her, and perhaps in a way that would keep her sufficiently distracted and satisfied while he carried on his larger schemes.

As the elevator doors slid open, Wang Jian stepped inside and pressed the button for Bella's floor. His mind was focused, running through the details of his mission with Lucía and Rafael. But at the back of his mind, a darker, more primal urge began to stir. Bella had always been a beautiful distraction, with her mature, voluptuous body and her constant need for his attention. He could indulge her, he thought, without giving anything away.

The elevator chimed as it reached the floor, and Wang Jian stepped out, making his way down the carpeted hallway toward Bella's suite. When he knocked on the door, it only took a few seconds for her to answer.

Bella stood there, dressed in a silky robe that did little to hide her curvaceous figure. Her eyes brightened the moment she saw Wang Jian, and without a word, she pulled him inside, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing her body against his.

"I've missed you," Bella purred, her lips brushing against his neck as she led him further into the room.

Wang Jian allowed himself to be guided, his hands resting on her hips. "I've missed you too," he replied, his voice low and smooth. He ran his hands up her sides, feeling the softness of her skin through the thin fabric of her robe. But even as his body responded to her, his mind remained focused on the larger game at play.

Bella tugged at his jacket, pulling it off his shoulders and letting it fall to the floor. "You've been gone too long," she whispered, pressing her lips against his in a deep, hungry kiss. Her hands roamed his chest, fingers already working to unbutton his shirt as she practically melted against him.

Wang Jian smirked inwardly. Bella's impatience was predictable, but that suited him just fine. He allowed her to undress him, his own hands moving to undo the knot of her robe. The silky garment slipped from her shoulders, revealing her full, voluptuous body. Her large breasts, round and inviting, pressed against his chest as she kissed him harder, her desire palpable.

Without breaking the kiss, Wang Jian scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the bed. He laid her down gently, standing over her for a moment, admiring the way her body looked sprawled out beneath him. Bella gazed up at him with a mix of lust and need, her legs parting slightly as she beckoned him closer.

Wang Jian climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between her thighs. He took his time, kissing her deeply, his hands exploring every inch of her body. Bella moaned softly, her hands gripping the sheets as his lips traveled down her neck, over her collarbone, and down to her breasts. He teased her, taking one nipple into his mouth and flicking it with his tongue while his hand gently squeezed the other.

Bella gasped, her back arching off the bed as pleasure coursed through her. "Wang Jian..." she whispered breathlessly, her fingers tangling in his hair.

Wang Jian didn't respond with words. Instead, he moved lower, kissing his way down her stomach until he reached the apex of her thighs. Bella's breath hitched as he spread her legs wider, his lips hovering just above her most sensitive spot. He could feel the heat radiating from her, the anticipation making her squirm beneath him.

Slowly, he lowered his mouth to her, his tongue flicking out to taste her. Bella cried out, her hips bucking involuntarily as Wang Jian expertly pleasured her. His tongue moved in slow, deliberate strokes, drawing out her pleasure, making her tremble with each movement.

Bella was completely at his mercy, her body responding to him in ways she couldn't control. She moaned his name, her legs quivering as she reached down to grab his hair, pulling him closer as if she couldn't get enough of him.

Wang Jian continued his slow, torturous pace, bringing her closer and closer to the edge but never letting her tip over. He wanted to savor this moment, to make her beg for it.

"Please..." Bella gasped, her voice desperate. "Please, I need you..."Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Satisfied that she was on the verge of breaking, Wang Jian pulled back and climbed up her body once more. He positioned himself at her entrance, pausing for a moment to look into her eyes. Bella stared back at him, her pupils dilated with lust, her chest rising and falling rapidly.

Without another word, Wang Jian pushed into her, filling her completely in one smooth thrust. Bella moaned loudly, her body arching up to meet his as he began to move, slow and steady at first. Each thrust was measured, deliberate, designed to drive her wild.

Bella's hands gripped his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin as her pleasure built with each movement. "Oh God..." she whimpered, her legs wrapping around his waist as he picked up the pace. The room was filled with the sound of their bodies moving together, the heat between them rising with every thrust.

Wang Jian grunted softly, his hands gripping her hips as he drove deeper into her, his pace increasing. Bella was lost in the sensation, her moans becoming louder and more urgent as she neared her climax. He could feel her body tightening around him, her muscles contracting as she teetered on the edge of release.

With one final, powerful thrust, Wang Jian sent her over the edge. Bella cried out, her body convulsing as waves of pleasure crashed over her. Wang Jian continued to move, riding out her orgasm until she was left trembling and gasping beneath him.

But he wasn't finished.

Without giving her a moment to recover, Wang Jian flipped her onto her stomach, pulling her hips up so she was on her hands and knees. Bella moaned softly, her body still sensitive from her first orgasm, but she didn't protest. She wanted more-needed more.

Wang Jian entered her again from behind, this time harder and faster. Bella gasped, her fingers gripping the sheets as he pounded into her, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. Her moans grew louder, more desperate as Wang Jian took her relentlessly, his movements rough and unrelenting.

This round went on for what felt like hours. Bella's body was pushed to its limit, her pleasure so intense it bordered on pain. She came again and again, each orgasm more powerful than the last until she was left completely spent, her body limp and trembling beneath him.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Wang Jian reached his own release, groaning softly as he spilled into her. He collapsed on top of her for a moment, both of them breathing heavily, their bodies slick with sweat.

When he finally pulled out of her, Bella was completely exhausted, her body trembling with aftershocks. She lay there on the bed, her limbs splayed out, her chest rising and falling as she tried to catch her breath.

Wang Jian stood, looking down at her naked, thoroughly fucked form. She was beautiful like this-completely broken, utterly satisfied. He didn't need to say anything; he knew she would be more than content to stay here, basking in the afterglow while he went about his business.

He dressed quickly, pulling on his clothes as Bella lay motionless on the bed. Before he left, he leaned down and kissed her gently on the forehead. "Rest," he murmured softly. "I'll be back soon."

Bella smiled sleepily, her eyes barely open as she watched him go. "Don't take too long," she whispered, her voice hoarse.

Wang Jian smirked but said nothing as he exited the room, leaving Bella behind, still naked and completely satisfied.

The night was still young as Wang Jian made his way back to the other hotel, where Emma and Jessica were waiting for him. As he stepped into the room, he found both women sitting on the couch, looking relieved to see him.

"Wang Jian," Emma said, standing up and rushing over to him. "Are you okay? We've been

worried."

Jessica stood as well, crossing her arms as she looked him over. "You were gone for a while. Everything alright?"

Wang Jian smiled at both of them, appreciating their concern but keeping his secrets close. "I'm fine," he replied smoothly. "I've been working on a method to get into Rafael's safehouse. Don't worry, everything's going according to plan."

Neither Emma nor Jessica pressed him further, trusting his judgment. They both nodded, though Jessica still looked a little skeptical.

"Good," she said finally. "Because Sofia's been behaving, but I think she's starting to get

restless."

Wang Jian glanced over at Sofia, who was sitting quietly in the corner of the room, her eyes downcast. She hadn't caused any trouble while he was away, but he could sense the tension building in her. That was something he'd deal with later.

For now, his focus remained on the next phase of his plan with Lucía and Rafael.