New Life Within the Abyss

In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the ninety-fifth floor of the Spirit Pagoda in Ming Capital, casting a long, narrow patch of light across the polished floor.

The air still carried the lingering fragrance of last night, mingling with the distinct coolness of morning and enveloping everything in the bedroom in a quiet, delicate atmosphere.

"Mm~"

Na Nali curled up at the edge of the bed, her slender fingers absently hooking the corner of the silk blanket. Only after a soft sigh slipped from her throat did she lazily stretch.

Her joints gave a faint crack, breaking the silence in the room.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and slowly swept her gaze across the bed. Nan Fusheng lay on his back in the middle, breathing evenly, while Fors lay on her side with an arm around his, her ink-black hair spread across the pure white pillow and the morning light outlining her profile in soft contours.

At the sight, Na Nali's pupils abruptly contracted, only to be covered by an indescribable delight the next instant.

She held her breath, her fingertips trembling slightly as she repeatedly turned over a thought in her mind. This woman's means of controlling me have failed. At the very least, her control over me isn't as strong as before.

The events of last night replayed vividly in her mind. When she had deliberately fought Fors for the right to speak regarding "first mating rights," what flashed through that woman's eyes had not been the fury Na Nali expected, but an almost amused scrutiny.

When she had arrogantly demanded that Fors rub her back, Fors had merely fallen silent for a moment before actually pressing her fingers against Na Nali's shoulders and neck.

To Na Nali, that