Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 361

Chapter 361: A dash of NSFW

His mind raced, imagining Xiang Yu kissing that woman passionately, just as Xiang Yu had kissed him that night. He clenched his fists at his sides, restraining himself from eliminating her on the spot. His jealousy coiled around his heart, tightening its grip with every breath. The idea of Xiang Yu bound to another woman gnawed at Han Xin’s mind.

After she spoke to him, Han Xin continued walking, showing no care to assist her. The picture of Xiang Yu laughing and smiling with her earlier pissed him off even more. The image stung, igniting a fire within him. He quickened his pace, the air thick with tension. He wanted to ask Xiang Yu why, if he liked him so much, he would meet with her, smile at her, and kiss her.

He reached the door and didn’t hesitate for a moment. He tapped the panel on the side of the door, and it whooshed open, revealing the warm glow of the room inside. But Xiang Yu wasn’t in the inner room. Han Xin glanced at the bedroom door that was closed and strode over, looking like he was on a mission to catch an adulterer. He opened the door, but the room was empty.

Just then, a familiar scent caught his attention. It seeped through the closed bathroom door, heavy and rich with urgency. It was Xiang Yu’s pheromones, brimming with a floral sweetness that stirred something deep within him. Soft groans came from behind the door, each one laced with pain. Without thinking, Han Xin pushed the door open.

Inside, Xiang Yu was bent over the sink, hands gripping the edge of the vanity. He looked fragile as if the world were too heavy for him. Scattered across the counter were three auto-injectors, two already used and lying discarded.

Xiang Yu’s eyes were squeezed shut, and sweat glistened on his flushed cheeks. The veins in his neck and temples pulsed visibly. At that moment, Han Xin recognized the signs. Xiang Yu was on the verge of an outburst due to his pheromone disorder.

Xiang Yu didn’t notice Han Xin as he was lost in his own turmoil. The gland at the back of his neck was swollen, releasing that inviting scent that beckoned Han Xin closer, as if it longed to be claimed. A tightness formed in Han Xin’s chest as he watched. His heart raced, thumping like a drum that echoed with a desperate need.

In an instant, the anger he had felt moments before dissipated, replaced by something deeper, something raw. His eyes roamed over Xiang Yu’s dishevelled form, and he felt a sharp desire ignite within him. The vulnerability Xiang Yu displayed pulled at Han Xin like a moth to a flame, blurring the lines between admiration and obsession.

Before he knew it, he took a step forward, his body moving fast while his mind lagged behind, unable to catch up. His pheromones slipped from his control, swirling in the small space around them. It was like a silent declaration of his intent.

But before he could administer the dose, Han Xin acted. In a swift motion, he snatched the injector from Xiang Yu’s grasp and tossed it into the nearby trash can. The clatter of plastic against metal echoed in the quiet room. Han Xin’s eyes narrowed, his gaze intense as he studied Xiang Yu’s reaction. _{freewёbn૦νeɭ.com}