New Life Within the Abyss

Morning. The first ray of sunlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the ninety-fifth floor of Ming City's Spirit Pagoda, casting a long, narrow patch of light across the polished floor.

The air still carried the lingering fragrance of the previous night, mingling with the morning's distinctive chill and draping everything in the bedroom in a quiet, subtle atmosphere.

"Mm~"

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

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

She rubbed her bleary eyes and slowly swept her gaze to the side—Nan Fusheng lay on his back in the center of the bed, breathing evenly, while Fors lay on her side with her arms around his arm. Her ink-black hair spilled across the pure white pillow, and the morning light outlined her profile in soft contours.

At the sight, Na Nali's pupils abruptly contracted before an indescribable delight washed over them.

She held her breath, her fingertips trembling slightly as she repeatedly turned over one thought in her mind. That woman's means of controlling me have failed. At the very least, her control over me isn't as strong as it used to be.

The events of last night replayed vividly in her mind. When she had deliberately contested Fors's authority over the "right of first mating," what flashed through that woman's eyes had not been the expected fury, but an almost amused appraisal.

And when she had arrogantly demanded that Fors massage her back, the other woman had merely fallen silent for a moment before actually pressing her fingers against Na Nali's shoulders and neck.

To Na Nali, that was undoubtedly an unprecedented display of