"Senior Mo... are you awake? May I come in?"

The voice was soft, gentle, and carried a clear undercurrent of nervous hesitation.

The moment the words registered, Shuying’s entire body violently flinched.

The raw panic that spiked through her veins caused her internal walls to clamp down with a sudden, suffocating, and desperate tightness around his length.

Her breath caught completely in her throat, her glazed eyes wide with terror as she froze on her hands and knees.

The voice on the other side of the door belonged to her own daughter, Cao Wanru.

Sensing the frantic, hyper-sensitive tightening of her pussy, Shen Yu’s golden pupils flared with a dark, deeply amused brilliance.

A sharp, wicked smirk curled his lips as he deliberately drove his hips forward, burying himself to the absolute hilt and holding her pinned beneath him, refusing to let her move.

He leaned down, his lips brushing against Shuying’s burning, sweat-slicked ear, his voice dropping into a relaxed, terrifyingly playful whisper.

"Oh... it’s your daughter, Shuying," he purred, his breath hot against her skin.

"Look at how tight you just got. Are you afraid she’ll see what her dear mother is doing while her father is out there struggling to keep the clan afloat?"

Shuying let out a choked, trembling whimper, her fingers clawing into the sofa cushions as she tried to keep herself perfectly still, terrified that even the slightest rustle of silk would betray them to the girl standing just outside.

"S-Senior... please... she’s outside... let me..."

"You know, your daughter is remarkably similar to you," Shen Yu interrupted smoothly, his hand sliding down to heavily grip her bruised, quivering rear, his fingers digging deep into the soft flesh.

"A thoroughly opportunistic bitch, through and through. The moment her marriage alliance was canceled and I arrived at the estate, she realized where the real power shifted."

"She’s been coming to my chambers every single day under the guise of asking for ’alchemy guidance.’"

"Though, we both know it was much more than that. She would get so close, practically rubbing her modest little chest against my arm, begging for my attention."

Shuying’s heart hammered frantically against her ribs, a toxic mix of maternal shame and intense arousal flooding her core as he spoke.

"Though, I must say, you are still her mother," Shen Yu chuckled darkly, his hips shifting in a slow, agonizingly deep circle that made her leak even more fluid down her inner thighs.

"You didn’t waste time playing innocent games. You directly bent your ass for me without a shred of shame the moment you saw your husband bow. So, what do you think, Shuying? Shall we invite her in? Shall we show your daughter exactly what kind of shameless bitch her mother really is?"

The suggestion of inviting her daughter into the room pushed Shuying’s panic to its absolute limit, but before she could even choke out a plea for mercy, Shen Yu abruptly changed his rhythm.

Abandoning the slow, torturous circles, he braced his hands against her lower back and delivered a brutal, thunderous thrust that bottomed out completely against her core.

SLAP!

"Ahhh—! Nnn-nnnh!"

Shuying’s voice burst through her lips, a loud, high-pitched cry of pure shock and overpowering pleasure that echoed sharply through the quiet pavilion.

The sudden impact shattered her restraint completely.

Her wide hips began to violently shudder, her internal walls clamping around him in a frantic, losing battle to suppress her own vocal cords.

Outside the heavy oak doors, the young girl froze.

Hearing the loud, desperate friction of the wood and the hoarse, breathless cries echoing from within, her face instantly flushed a burning, deep crimson.

Because Shuying’s voice was so ruined, raspy, and distorted by hours of intense sex, her daughter didn’t recognize the woman screaming inside as her own mother.

She assumed Senior Mo was simply taking his pleasure with one of the many maids of the clan.

A wave of intense embarrassment washed over the girl, making her heart race as she stood trapped in the dark corridor.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

Listening to the raw, visceral slaps of flesh and the hoarse, begging moans, she felt a sudden, heavy ache pool deep within her own lower belly.

Her folds grew slick and wet under her silk robes, her body reacting instinctively to the proximity of the man she had been trying so desperately to seduce for days.

Blushing furiously and unable to bear the heavy atmosphere a second longer, she quickly took a step back, her voice trembling slightly as she called out through the door.

"S-Senior Mo! I apologize for the interruption!" she stammered rapidly, her boots shifting against the floorboards.

"I... I brought the rare herbs you requested for our practice session. I will leave them at the doorsteps and return tomorrow morning instead!"

Without waiting for a reply, the sound of her hurried, frantic footsteps faded rapidly down the corridor.

Hearing the heavy outer doors finally click shut, Shuying let out a massive, trembling sigh of pure relief, her upper body collapsing completely onto the silk pillows as her tense muscles marginally relaxed.

Shen Yu, however, merely let out a low, thoroughly wicked chuckle.

Her relief was entirely short-lived.

Grasping her narrow waist with an iron grip, he hoisted her wide hips right back up, showing absolutely no intention of letting her rest.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

He began to fuck her more ruthlessly than before, his thrusts turning into a brutal, thunderous barrage that left her entirely breathless, driving her straight into a third, cascading climax that completely shattered her consciousness.

With a final, deep surge that anchored her shivering body immovably against the sofa, Shen Yu filled her to the absolute brim one last time, his hot seed flooding her inner core.

Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!

As he smoothly withdrew and casually pulled his dark robes back together, he looked down at the ruined, sweating woman weeping softly on the cushions.

He leaned down, a lethal, thoroughly sharp smirk curling his lips as he whispered his final verdict into her ear.

"Get some rest, Shuying," Shen Yu purred with absolute, chilling malice. "Because tomorrow... I am going to be fucking your daughter right in front of you."