Villain: Manipulating the Heroines into hating the Protagonist

Chapter 728: Date With Lucia Espina

By the time Wang Jian arrived at the upscale restaurant where he was to meet Lucía, it was just past noon. He stepped inside, his eyes scanning the room until he spotted her.

And there she was.

Lucía Espina was nothing short of breathtaking. She stood by the bar, her back turned toward him, but even from behind, Wang Jian could appreciate the full scope of her voluptuous figure. She was wearing a form-fitting black dress that hugged her curvy body like a second skin. The dress dipped low in the back, revealing her smooth, tanned skin, and the way it clung to her hips made her ass look impossibly round and perky. The fabric stretched tantalizingly over her large breasts, giving just a hint of cleavage that promised far more beneath the surface.

Wang Jian felt a stirring in his loins at the sight of her, his gaze lingering on her ass for a moment before he composed himself. He approached her with his usual calm, confident demeanor, a charming smile on his lips.

“Lucía,” he said, his voice smooth as silk.

She turned around, and for a moment, Wang Jian was struck by how beautiful she looked. Her long, dark hair was styled in loose waves that cascaded over her shoulders, and her makeup was subtle yet flawless, enhancing her natural beauty. Her full lips, painted a deep red, curved into a smile as she saw him.

“Wang,” she greeted him, her voice soft and melodic. “You’re looking sharp today.”

He chuckled, stepping closer to her. “And you, Lucía, look absolutely stunning. That dress… it’s driving me crazy.” His eyes traveled slowly over her body, deliberately lingering on her large breasts before drifting lower to her hips. “You have no idea how hard it is to resist touching you right now.”

Lucía blushed, her cheeks tinged with a soft pink as she met his gaze. She had grown used to his flirtatious compliments, but they never failed to make her heart race. “You’re such a tease,” she murmured, though her tone was playful.

“Am I?” Wang Jian’s smile widened, his hand casually brushing against her arm as he leaned in a little closer. “I think you like it when I tease you.”

Lucía’s blush deepened, and she laughed softly. “Maybe a little.”

Wang Jian’s hand slid lower, his fingers lightly grazing the curve of her hip. The touch was subtle, but enough to send a jolt of electricity through her body. He was good-too good at this game. Lucía knew she should be wary of him, but she couldn’t deny the way her body reacted to his touch, the way her heart raced whenever he was near.

“Shall we grab a table?” Wang Jian asked, his hand still resting on her hip.

Lucía nodded, and together they made their way to a secluded corner of the restaurant, where a small, intimate table awaited them. As they sat down, Wang Jian made sure to position himself close to her, his knee brushing against hers under the table.

For the next hour, their conversation flowed effortlessly, punctuated by flirtatious banter and lingering touches. Wang Jian kept his focus on Lucía, listening intently as she spoke about her family, her work, and her life in Spain. But all the while, his eyes kept drifting to her chest, the way her large breasts strained against the fabric of her dress each time she leaned forward. He was patient, biding his time, knowing that the night would end with her completely under his control.

As they finished their meal, Wang Jian signaled for the waiter to bring a bottle of wine.

“Let’s celebrate,” he said, pouring Lucía a generous glass of red wine. “To us.”

Lucía raised her glass, smiling. “To us,” she echoed, clinking her glass against his.

Wang Jian watched as she took a sip, her lips leaving a faint red mark on the rim of the glass. He made sure her glass was never empty, coaxing her into drinking more and more as the afternoon stretched on.

“So, tell me,” Wang Jian said, his voice low and seductive as he reached across the table to gently stroke her hand. “Do you always look this gorgeous, or is it just for me?”

Lucía giggled, her cheeks flushed from the wine. “You’re too much,” she said, though her smile suggested she enjoyed the attention.

“Too much?” Wang Jian leaned in closer, his thumb brushing over her knuckles. “I don’t think I’ve been enough.”

Lucía’s breath hitched slightly at the intensity of his gaze. She could feel the heat between them, the undeniable pull of attraction that had been building ever since they first met.

Wang Jian’s hand moved from her hand to her thigh under the table, his fingers trailing up the soft fabric of her dress. He leaned in even closer, his lips just inches from hers. “You’re so beautiful, Lucía. I’ve been thinking about you nonstop.”

Lucía’s pulse quickened, her body responding to his words, to his touch. “Wang…”

Before she could say more, Wang Jian’s hand slid higher, his fingers brushing against her inner thigh, dangerously close to her panties. Lucía gasped softly, her eyes widening in surprise, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, she bit her lip, her body trembling with anticipation.

“You like that, don’t you?” Wang Jian whispered, his lips brushing against her ear.

Lucía shivered, her heart pounding in her chest. She could feel herself getting lost in the moment, in the heat of his touch and the haze of the alcohol. “Wang… we’re in public…” she whispered, though her voice lacked conviction.

Wang Jian chuckled softly, his hand retreating for now, but his eyes never left hers. “Don’t worry,” he murmured. “We’ll have plenty of time to enjoy each other later.”

By the time the evening rolled around, Lucía was thoroughly intoxicated. Wang Jian had made sure of it, keeping her glass full throughout their entire date. She was giggling at every little thing he said, her body swaying slightly as she leaned on him for support.

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“You’re such a bad influence,” she teased, her words slurring slightly as they walked down the dimly lit streets of the city. “I don’t think I’ve ever drunk this much in my life.”

Wang Jian chuckled, wrapping an arm around her waist to steady her. “I guess you bring out the wild side in me,” he said with a playful grin.

Lucía giggled again, her head resting on his shoulder as they walked. “I feel so… dizzy…” she murmured, her voice soft and dreamy.

Wang Jian’s grip tightened on her waist as they approached a dark alley. His eyes glinted with predatory intent as he guided her into the shadowy space between two buildings. Lucía didn’t seem to notice, too caught up in her drunken haze to realize where he was leading her.

When they were deep enough into the alley, Wang Jian stopped, pressing Lucía against the brick wall. She blinked up at him, her vision blurry, her mind clouded by alcohol.

“Wang… what are we doing here?” she asked, her voice barely a whisper.

Wang Jian didn’t answer. Instead, he cupped her face in his hands, his lips crashing against hers in a forceful, possessive kiss. Lucía gasped in surprise, but she didn’t resist. She was too drunk, too caught up in the heat of the moment to think clearly.

His hands moved down to her hips, squeezing them roughly as he pressed his body against hers. Lucía moaned softly into his mouth, her body responding to his touch despite the hazy fog in her mind.

Wang Jian broke the kiss, his hands moving up to her breasts, squeezing them through the fabric of her dress. “You’ve been driving me crazy all night,” he growled, his voice low and

rough.

Lucía whimpered softly, her body trembling as his hands roamed over her curves. “Wang…

please…”

But Wang Jian wasn’t listening. He turned her around, pressing her face-first against the wall,

his hands sliding down to her ass. With one swift motion, he hiked up her dress, exposing her

panties.

Lucía gasped, her hands pressing against the brick wall as she tried to steady herself. “Wang…

wait…”

But Wang Jian didn’t wait. He yanked her panties down, his hands gripping her hips as he positioned himself behind her.