Chapter 337: Chapter 337: Bewitched into Losing Control

The faint, metallic snick of a zipper interlocking sounded exceptionally loud in the quiet, enclosed dressing room. The sleek black fabric smoothly hugged her skin, cascading down her curves to perfectly trace a slender, supple waist. The sweeping backless design laid bare Yun Sheng’s smooth, fair back, her elegant spine faintly visible beneath. With her black hair resting docilely against the nape of her neck, the cold, glamorous black gown struck a sharp contrast against her snow-white skin. It gave her an aloof yet indescribable allure—captivating without being the slightest bit tacky.

Si Jin stood quietly behind Yun Sheng, his burning gaze cast heavily upon her. He had seen her in countless different lights: aloof and stubborn, aggrieved and angry, gentle and languid. Every single facet of her made his heart flutter. Yet at this moment, dressed in this backless black gown, she radiated an entirely different kind of charm. The surging possessiveness deep in his heart multiplied frantically, nearly shattering its restraints.

When Yun Sheng didn’t hear any movement from the man behind her, all she could perceive was his breath on the back of her neck—growing heavier and more scorching by the second. A strange flutter stirred in her chest. She instinctively tried to turn around to look at him, but a sudden tightness clamped around her waist. Si Jin tightened his grip, locking her firmly in his embrace and rendering her immobile.

"Si Jin?" Yun Sheng furrowed her brows slightly, calling his name softly with a hint of confusion.

"Shengsheng, don’t move. Just stand like this for a moment."

Si Jin’s jaw was tightly clenched, his sharp facial features masking his suppressed emotions as his Adam’s apple bobbed heavily. He lowered his head, pressing his warm lips gently against her smooth collarbone. His breaths were scalding, laden with a heavy mix of restraint and desire. Right now, he wanted to do nothing, yet he wanted to do absolutely everything. He could only helplessly bury his cheek in the crook of her neck, greedily inhaling her unique, sweet scent, trying time and time again to soothe the restless beating of his heart.

His usual gentle and placid demeanor had completely vanished. The intense possessiveness and madness characteristic of a High-level Dark Sentinel were laid utterly bare in this moment.

Hearing his words, Yun Sheng slowly relaxed her tense body, docilely allowing him to hold her without putting up a struggle. She turned her head slightly, catching a clear glimpse of the man’s lost composure in the mirror from the corner of her eye. Those usually clear, gentle azure eyes were now dark and cloudy, brimming with forcibly suppressed emotions. The burning obsession deep in his gaze was almost impossible to hide.

The corners of Yun Sheng’s lips curled up slightly, and she deliberately teased in a soft voice, "Is it really that serious?"

Hearing this, Si Jin slowly lifted his eyes, his gaze colliding with hers through the mirror. After a few seconds of silence, he tightened his arms, holding her even closer. His warm lips brushed fleetingly against her skin as he spoke, emphasizing every word in a deep, stubborn tone.

"Worse than you could possibly imagine. This dress suits you perfectly." He paused, his breath caressing her skin. "But I regret it."

Yun Sheng was taken aback. "Regret what?"

"Regret buying it." Si Jin rested his thin lips lightly against her collarbone and let out a low chuckle. There was no joy in his laughter—only a suppressed struggle. As a High-level Dark Sentinel, his emotions were naturally prone to slipping out of control. Seeing the person in his arms looking like this almost shattered all his rational defenses.

"Shengsheng, you look far too beautiful like this. I’m afraid that if we keep going, I’ll lose control completely," he said, his voice raspy, every word laced with careful hesitation. "You know my condition. You know the state of my spiritual power. I’m terrified of losing control and ending up hurting you."

The dressing room instantly fell silent. Hearing Si Jin’s words, Yun Sheng’s heart softened with a bittersweet ache. She could feel the tense muscles of the man behind her, as well as the deep-seated insecurity hidden beneath his desire.

She spoke softly, "Let me go."

Si Jin froze, a trace of hesitation flashing in his eyes. He didn’t want to release the warmth so easily within his reach, yet he couldn’t bear to go against her wishes. After a few seconds of hesitation, he eventually relented, slowly loosening his arm from her waist.

As the restraint faded, Yun Sheng immediately turned around to face him. The warm white lighting fell on Si Jin’s face, clearly illuminating the faint blood-red hue deep in his eyes. It was a sign that a Dark Sentinel was on the verge of losing control. But even so, the look in his eyes as he gazed at her remained full of restraint and devotion.

Yun Sheng raised her hand, her fingertips gently brushing against his taut jaw. Her voice was even gentler than before. "I don’t believe you’d ever hurt me. You’ve had several spiritual rampages before, teetering on the edge of losing control, and didn’t I manage to soothe you every time? I’ve stayed by your side through your most unhinged moments, let alone something as mild as this."

She looked straight into his darkened eyes, slowing her tone to comfort him. "Don’t put so much pressure on yourself. Si Jin, I’m your guide. It’s completely normal for you to feel desire when you see me like this. Besides, you could never hurt me."

Si Jin stared intently at her clear and candid features, the restless and chaotic emotions in his chest quietly smoothing out. He let out another low chuckle, this time mocking himself for being overly tense just moments ago. "It seems I’m overthinking things."

With those words, he slowly leaned down, planting a soft kiss on Yun Sheng’s forehead. The kiss was incredibly tender, but that tenderness only lasted for a mere two seconds before completely shifting in nature.

Si Jin’s fingers gripped the small of her back, abruptly pulling her into his arms. He leaned down further and accurately captured her lips. All of his previous restraint, hesitations, and endurance crumbled away, replaced entirely by a surging, straightforward, and undisguised possessiveness.

The sudden dominance made Yun Sheng’s breath catch in her throat. She instinctively raised her hands to cling to his shoulders, allowing him to take the lead. His palms slowly roamed along her slender waistline, his fingertips gently stroking the black fabric clinging to her skin.

The two were pressed together intimately, their steps unconsciously retreating backwards. Their feet brushed over the soft carpet as they moved further and further away from the wardrobe. Yun Sheng felt her entire body go limp, almost all her weight leaning against Si Jin. Her mind went completely blank; her eyes and heart held nothing but the man in front of her.

It wasn’t until the backs of her legs suddenly bumped into something soft that she snapped back. Before she could react, Si Jin followed the momentum, leaning over and taking her down with him.

With a soft THUD, the two of them fell onto the long sofa positioned against the wall of the dressing room. The plush fabric sofa sank beneath their weight. Si Jin instinctively shifted his body with perfect precision, ensuring Yun Sheng wouldn’t get bumped while also trapping her entirely between himself and the sofa, leaving her nowhere to escape.

He slightly released her swollen lips and pressed his nose against hers, murmuring hoarsely, "Shengsheng, you always destroy all my rationality so effortlessly. I..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Yun Sheng’s terminal vibrated abruptly. She glanced down at the screen. The caller ID displayed an unsaved, unknown number. At a time like this, she had no mood to deal with such calls, so she simply ignored it.

A few seconds later, the vibration stopped as the call automatically disconnected. But a mere two seconds later, the terminal vibrated again. The person was calling back.

This time, Yun Sheng couldn’t ignore it. She looked up, exchanging a glance with Si Jin, before answering the call. The moment the call connected, a specially distorted, mechanical electronic voice came through the receiver, bizarre and freezing cold.

"Yun Sheng, there is no one the Dark Nest wants that they cannot get. Including you!"

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