Fall in love with Stockholm lover

Ding Manman wakes up in a dingy room.

"Awake?" Hearing a man's low voice echoing in the darkness, Ding Manman sees some sparks flickering in the corner of the dark room.

"Who are you?" She looks around and sees nothing but the sparse moonlight outside the small window.

The man over there doesn't utter a word. But she feels that the man, hardhearted and callous, rises to his feet and strides over towards her. Ding Manman is so frightened that she steps back and bumps against the cold wall.

The tactile impression of the soft wedding dress reminds her that it is her wedding day today. The wedding car was stopped on the way to the wedding venue, and she was dragged out of the car and lost her consciousness immediately afterwards.

With no space to hide, the only thing she can do is strive to see clearly the face of the man standing in front of her with her eyes wide-open. "What do you want to do?"

"Fuck you!"

The man steps forward, ruthlessly pinches her chin and ravishes a kiss.

With the tobacco ordor diffusing into her mouth, Ding Manman struggles fiercely and bites hard at the man's lips.

The taste of blood, instead of stopping the man's brutal actions, arouses his sexual desire. Roughly he tears at Ding Manman's wedding dress, which sends her into screaming, "Let me go!"

The man, turning a blind eye to her struggles, grabs her hair and pushes her against the wall. Feeling a sticky liquid sliding down from her forehead, she opens her mouth widely and the gnawing pain from the wound wrenches her unable to utter a single sound.

"Painful?" The man's voice rings again in her ears.

"Yeah..." Ding Manman is pinned against the wall with her back to him. She cannot see his expression, which makes her feel more terrified.

The man's hot lips sink into the snow-white skin on Ding's shoulder. "Compared with the deadly pain he suffered from, the pain you are suffering is nothing!"

Then, the man lifts her wedding dress and harshly thrusts his waiting erection into Ding's lower body regardless of her tenseness and dryness, the pain caused by which sends tears flowing down her face.

Her eyes are full of despair. On the very day of her wedding she is kidnapped and raped in the most humiliating way in the darkroom.

Feeling the existence of hymen hindering him from going further in, the man is taken aback and confused. "Hasn't Fang Hao had sex with you?"

Hearing the name "Fang Hao", Ding Manman, who had given up resisting, suddenly starts to struggle fiercely. "You are not allowed to mention his name." It is the most embarrassing thing for her to hear her fiancé's name mentioned at such a humiliating moment.

Zhong Shaoting's last bit of pity disappears after hearing Ding Manman's words, and he penetrates through her hymen with force mercilessly.

"Zhong Shaoting." The man bites at her earlobe and utters his own name. "Remember, this is just the beginning."

When Ding Manman wakes up once again, she finds herself still in the darkroom, but Zhong Shaoting has been gone. A scent of Eros permeating in the air makes her feel so sick that she almost throws up. She huddles up into another corner, trying to keep herself from thinking about what has happened. All of a sudden, she feels the pain in her ankles which she finds her ankles are shackled with a thick iron chain. A strong sense of shame crowds into her mind. "Is Zhong Shaoting treating me as a slave?!"