Villain: Manipulating the Heroines into hating the Protagonist

Chapter 727: Fucking Sofia



Emma, sitting at the edge of the bed, was the first to speak, her voice soft yet concerned. "Are you okay? You were gone for quite some time."

Jessica, who had been lounging by the window, crossed her arms, her brow furrowed in concern. "Yeah, we were worried about you."

Wang Jian's expression remained calm, a sly smile playing at his lips as he approached them. He didn't reveal the details of his intricate plan or his time spent seducing Lucía Espina. That was a part of his mission he would keep close to the chest, at least for now. Instead, he glanced at them with a reassuring look, masking the depravity that swirled in his mind.

"I'm fine," he said, his tone smooth and confident. "In fact, I've come up with a good way to get into Rafael's safehouse. But it will require some careful planning, and I need you both to stay here for a little longer, remain in hiding."

Emma frowned slightly, her blue eyes searching his face for answers. "You want us to stay here? But... what about Sofia?"

Wang Jian's gaze flicked over to Sofia, who sat silently on the floor, her voluptuous body no longer bound by ropes, but by something far more powerful: her fear and submission to him. She could feel his eyes on her, and her heart quickened, an unspoken dread filling her chest.

"I'm going to take her with me," Wang Jian said with a wicked smirk. "She might be of use to me if things go sideways. If I get caught, she'll make a good bargaining chip."

Jessica's lips tightened, but she didn't protest. She had grown accustomed to Wang Jian's manipulative ways and knew better than to question his methods. Emma, though uneasy, nodded after a moment of hesitation. They trusted him, even if they didn't fully understand the extent of his plans.

Sofia, on the other hand, trembled slightly as she caught the depraved glint in Wang Jian's eyes. She knew exactly what he was planning to do, and though every fiber of her being wanted to scream, to beg for mercy, she didn't dare let out a single whimper. Her fate was sealed, and she understood that all too well.

Satisfied with their agreement, Wang Jian approached Sofia, bending down to grip her arm firmly. "Come on," he commanded, his voice sharp and authoritative.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

With no room for protest, Sofia allowed herself to be pulled to her feet, her voluptuous body trembling as Wang Jian's hands roamed possessively over her curves. He shot a final glance at Emma and Jessica before turning and leading Sofia out of the room.

What Wang Jian's girlfriends didn't know was that he hadn't left the hotel entirely. Instead, he took Sofia to another room, a few floors below the one they were staying in. His plan was already in motion, but first, there was another need he intended to fulfill-a more primal, depraved hunger that demanded satisfaction.

The moment he stepped into the room, he pushed Sofia toward the bed with a casual flick of his wrist, her body landing on the plush mattress with a soft thud. She gasped slightly, her eyes wide with fear and anticipation as Wang Jian closed the door behind him, locking them both inside.

The room was dimly lit, the soft glow of the bedside lamps casting long shadows on the walls. Wang Jian's gaze was intense, burning with a predatory desire as he stalked toward her. He took his time, savoring the moment as he peeled off his jacket and tossed it aside, his eyes never leaving Sofia's trembling form.

"You know what's going to happen, don't you?" he asked, his voice low and commanding.

Sofia swallowed hard, her heart racing as she lay on the bed, her body practically quivering under his gaze. She nodded, unable to form words, her throat tight with fear and twisted excitement. She knew she was nothing more than a pawn in his game, a tool for his pleasure- and in some dark corner of her mind, she had resigned herself to it.

Wang Jian smirked, satisfied with her submission. He reached down, his fingers gripping the hem of her dress and pulling it up, exposing the soft, creamy skin of her thighs. His touch was rough, possessive, as he peeled away her clothes, leaving her naked and vulnerable beneath him. Her voluptuous body was laid bare, every curve and contour his to explore.

He ran his hands over her body, tracing the lines of her hips, her breasts, her thighs, with a slow, deliberate motion. Every touch sent shivers down her spine, her breath hitching in her throat as his fingers teased her skin.

Without warning, Wang Jian flipped her over onto her stomach, his hands gripping her waist as he positioned her on her knees, her ass raised in the air. Sofia whimpered softly, but she didn't resist she knew better than to fight him. She could feel his breath hot against her skin as he leaned down, his lips brushing the back of her neck before trailing down her spine.

The tension in the room was palpable, thick with lust and anticipation. Wang Jian's hands slid down her body, gripping her thighs as he spread her legs wider, positioning himself behind her. He wasted no time in taking what he wanted, thrusting into her with a single, forceful motion that left Sofia gasping for air.

The room filled with the sounds of their bodies colliding, the wet slap of skin against skin as Wang Jian drove into her with an unrelenting pace. His hands gripped her hips tightly, his nails digging into her soft flesh as he fucked her with a brutal, animalistic intensity. Sofia's moans filled the room, her body trembling beneath him as she struggled to keep up with his relentless rhythm.

Wang Jian's movements were calculated, controlled, but there was a wildness in his eyes, a dark hunger that drove him to push Sofia's body to its limits. He didn't care about her pleasure-this was about him, about satisfying his own twisted desires.

He pounded into her over and over, his pace quickening with each thrust, until Sofia's moans turned into desperate cries. Her body was completely at his mercy, her senses overwhelmed by the intensity of their coupling.

Hours passed, but Wang Jian didn't stop. He took her in every way imaginable, flipping her over, pulling her onto his lap, pressing her against the wall-there was no end to his depravity. Each round was more intense than the last, Sofia's body growing weaker and more pliant with every thrust.

By the time the night had settled in, Sofia was a panting, trembling mess. Her skin glistened with sweat, her muscles sore from the relentless onslaught of pleasure and pain. But Wang Jian wasn't finished yet.

With a final, brutal thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, groaning as he released himself into her one last time. He held her there for a moment, their bodies pressed together in the stillness of the room, before pulling out and collapsing beside her.

Sofia lay there, her body shaking from exhaustion, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She had given herself to him completely, and now she was left empty, her mind a blur of conflicting

emotions.

Wang Jian, on the other hand, was calm and composed, his body relaxed as he watched her with a satisfied smirk. He had taken what he wanted, and now, it was time to move forward with the next phase of his plan.

With a casual flick of his wrist, he tossed a blanket over Sofia's naked body, leaving her to recover in the bed as he dressed himself. He had no intention of staying-there was more work to be done, more pieces to move into place.

As he left the room, locking the door behind him, Wang Jian's mind was already shifting back to his mission. Sofia had served her purpose for the night, but she was far from finished in his

grand scheme.

The next day arrived quickly enough, with the early rays of the sun filtering through the

curtains of Wang Jian's hotel room. He woke up feeling refreshed after the previous night, a satisfied smirk tugging at his lips as he glanced over to the bed where Sofia still lay, her body tangled in the sheets. She was still fast asleep, worn out from the night before, and Wang Jian had no intention of disturbing her.

Today was a new day, and he had a different conquest in mind: Lucía Espina. The woman he had been carefully seducing for the past week, drawing her deeper into his web of manipulation and desire.

He got dressed leisurely, donning a sharp suit that accentuated his tall, muscular frame. After

one final glance at Sofia, Wang Jian left the hotel room with a confident swagger. His mind was already focused on Lucía and the date they had planned for the afternoon.