Temari felt no pain and knew no fatigue under the drug's stimulation, relying solely on instinct to keep demanding more.
And so, it did not stop until noon the next day.
By the time Temari awoke from her deep sleep, it was already the morning of the third day.
Sunlight streamed through the window lattice onto her beautiful, rain-washed-flower-like face, making it glow brilliantly.
Her eyelashes trembled as she slowly opened her eyes.
At first, her memories were still somewhat hazy. A moment later, scenes from the past two days began replaying in her mind.
"Mm..."
Temari rubbed her eyes in confusion, seeming unable to believe this had happened to her.
Only after a long while did she finally accept it.
Turning her head, she saw Wuye's strong body and gentle profile.
Gradually, she became lost in thought as she stared at him.
Over the past few years, she had grown from a little girl into the young woman she was now.
Her exceptional intelligence and her dependent circumstances had made her understand many things at an early age.
She often envied Hanabi and Hinata, who had grown up so carefree, with someone arranging everything for them.
But she could only work hard, harder, and harder still, making herself stronger. Only then would she have the courage to resist him.
She did not reject him or hate him, but she wanted to be herself first before pursuing what she wanted.
"Creak..."
Temari quietly propped herself up into a sitting position on the bed.
The thin blanket slipped down, revealing skin as smooth as morning dew.
She rose with the gentlest movements, retrieved her clothes, and carefully put them on one piece at a time.
She frowned from time to time during the process, as waves of swelling pain came from