As dusk fell, the air in a dilapidated border inn was thick with the metallic tang of blood, the floor littered with lifeless bodies. Bai Ruoxi, her body a canvas of wounds and her strength nearly spent, still had a fierce glint in her eyes as she delivered the final blow to the last of the assailants.

"Zhao Ziyi! I will settle the score with you sooner or later!" she vowed through gritted teeth.

Her so-called "brother," Zhao Ziyi, had betrayed their father to foreign terrorists for a mere twenty million. To add insult to injury, her best friend had conspired with him, spiking her drink in a plot to sell her into a den of vice. In one night, Bai Ruoxi had been betrayed by both family and friend, a bitter irony not lost on her.

Zhao Ziyi had been a war orphan rescued by her father from the slums, raised as his own son with all the love and care one could give. Yet, he had turned out to be...

This vendetta, Bai Ruoxi swore, she would avenge, or she would not be worthy of being her father's daughter.

But first, she needed to address her immediate predicament. Fighting against the rising tide of heat and desire, Bai Ruoxi stumbled into a guest room, gasping for air. She tore off her clothes in desperation and rushed into the bathroom.

The bathroom was pitch black. As Bai Ruoxi lay down in the bathtub, she sensed something was amiss. There was someone else in the tub—a man!

Startled, Bai Ruoxi instinctively tried to rise, but her body was already limp, like water. The man's firm, muscular frame pressed against her feverish skin, bringing an unexpected wave of relief.

She seemed to desperately crave the touch of this man!

Bai Ruoxi bit her lip hard, forcing herself to regain clarity.

At the same time, the inexplicable heat emanating from the man and his low, labored breathing instantly alerted her, as a military doctor, that he too had been drugged with an aphrodisiac!

The woman's warm, soft, and fragrant body, along with her gentle caresses, seemed to bring the man a sliver of rationality amidst his torment. He extended his arm, creating a barrier between their bodies, and warned her in a hoarse voice:

"Get out!"

Bai Ruoxi was gradually losing her self-control. From his body temperature and pulse, she sensed that the drug he had taken was even more potent than what she had been exposed to.

The man's growing arousal filled Bai Ruoxi with panic.

The little rationality she had left told her she should leave, but her body refused to obey. Instead, she collapsed weakly into the man's arms, yearning for every inch of his touch.

Unable to resist, she wrapped her arms around the man's strong waist, longing to press herself even closer to him.

The woman's movements sent a wave of heat through the man's body. He forced himself to summon the last shred of his rationality, attempting to push the woman away.

But in the next moment, her soft, full curves pressed tightly against his chest, and her scorching lips let out an irresistible moan as she kissed his earlobe:

"Sir, just sleep with me. You won't regret it."

What was she planning to do?!

The man's last remaining shred of rationality finally crumbled under Bai Ruoxi's tender kisses.

With a low growl, he scooped Bai Ruoxi out of the bathtub and carried her to the bed. He then leaned down, dominating her slightly parted red lips with a fierce kiss, accompanied by the woman's high-pitched moans, as their movements grew increasingly intense.

At four in the morning, the man woke up with a splitting headache. Rubbing his throbbing temples, he sat up in bed and scanned the room, only to discover, much to his surprise, that the petite woman who had been moaning softly beneath him the night before had vanished without a trace.

The room, now empty, still carried the lingering scent of their intimate encounter, along with a hastily scribbled note she had left behind:

"Last night was a mutual use, now we owe each other nothing. Farewell."

He chuckled wryly. So, he had been used and discarded?

As he stared at the hastily written note, a glint of determination flashed in his eyes. As a seasoned professional soldier, he knew that even the faintest trace could lead him to his target. And this mysterious woman hadn’t just left behind her handwriting—she had also left behind a night of unforgettable passion.

A sly smile curled at the corners of his lips. He was certain he would find this tantalizing little creature. After all, he never backed down from a challenge.