April in Luocheng brought mild evening breezes.

The streets buzzed with traffic, red lights, and the promise of nightlife just beginning. In the city's most vibrant district, the most luxurious hotel in Luocheng stood tall at the heart of the area.

Inside a private suite, a woman sat at the bar. Her long, ink-black hair cascaded down her shoulders as she wore a sultry black slip dress. Propping her cheek with one hand, she lazily sipped from a stemmed glass, her eyes half-closed.

She was strikingly beautiful, her features exquisitely refined. Her peach blossom eyes radiated a captivating allure, her nose was delicate and perfectly sculpted, and her full, crimson lips gently pressed against the glass. Her cheeks flushed faintly, her gaze hazy, and her entire being exuded a sen.sual charm. A faint hyacinth scent drifted from her—pheromones inadvertently released by the alcohol.

Several opened bottles of liquor lined the bar, suggesting she had already indulged quite a bit, leaving her pleasantly tipsy.

The suite door swung open, and a woman strode in, dressed in a provocative red gown. Her pheromones carried a fiercely assertive, icy scent—a clear indication of her Alpha status.

The female Alpha approached and sat down across from her. The woman didn't resist, slowly lifting her gaze to meet the Alpha's eyes. A casual curve of her lips sent the Alpha's throat bobbing, even more captivated by her.

Even faint, Jiang Jinyi's hyacinth-like pheromones permeated the air, irresistibly drawing the Alpha in.

"Miss, I have to say, your pheromones smell wonderful. Are you feeling down about something? Perhaps we could exchange WeChat IDs and chat later?" Despite having already entered her room so easily, she still pulled out her phone to ask for her WeChat.

"Chat about what?" Jiang Jinyi asked slowly, her voice slightly slurred with intoxication. "Can't we chat here?"

The female alpha paused, then put her phone away. "Of course we can. Are you feeling sad about something? You can tell me. Talking about it will make you feel better."

Jiang Jinyi shook her head, tilted her head back, and took a long swig of wine. The corners of her eyes flushed crimson, making her appear even more intoxicated. "I don't want to talk about it."

She slumped onto the table, her slender fingers tapping rhythmically against the surface as she puffed out her cheeks and grumbled, "What's the point of talking?"

Her voice was sweet, soft, and clingy, always carrying a hint of coquettishness, like a hook that tugged at the female alpha's heart with each syllable.

The woman's heart warmed. She murmured softly, "It helps, of course. Just talking about it, letting it out, will make you feel better."

Jiang Jinyi chuckled softly, propped herself up from the bar, and glided gracefully to the female alpha's side. Leaning against the bar with one hand, she lightly draped her other arm over the alpha's shoulder, lowered her head, parted her crimson lips, and commanded, "Hold me."

The female alpha froze, momentarily doubting her hearing. After a beat, she slowly raised her hand to encircle Jiang Jinyi's waist, but before her fingers could brush against skin, the private room door suddenly swung open from the outside. Startled, the alpha turned toward the entrance.

The woman who had opened the door wore a black business suit, her dark, wavy hair cascading down her back. Her brow furrowed as she glared at them, radiating an intoxicating yet suffocatingly oppressive fragrance of Datura flower, a scent that carried both allure and menace.

She was an Omega, yet her presence was more aggressive and intimidating than any Alpha's.

"What are you doing?" Her voice was icy and low, her gaze even colder.

Sensing the mur.derous intent in her eyes, the female alpha understood immediately. She dropped her hands, stood up, and forced a half-smile. "Your girlfriend invited me here. Did you two have a fight? Don't worry, we haven't done anything yet. If there's nothing else, I'll be going now..."

The female alpha quickly disappeared into the private room, closing the door behind her.

Jiang Jinyi slowly turned around, a half-smile playing on her lips as she gazed at the person before her. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were alluring and silky, and her gaze held a hint of autumn's lingering warmth.

Facing Jiang Jinyi, the coldness in Jiang Youwan's eyes softened slightly, but she still frowned as she stepped forward and said coldly, "Xiao Jin shouldn't be doing this."

Jiang Jinyi let out a small laugh, her eyes curving into a teasing crescent. "Shouldn't be doing what?" she countered.

Jiang Youwan stared deeply at her, remaining silent.

Jiang Jinyi slowly approached her, answering for her. "Shouldn't be out looking for a hookup? I'm about to go into heat, and I don't want to rely on suppressants. What's wrong with finding an Alpha to help me relieve it? We're both adults—isn't this perfectly normal?"

"It's dangerous."

The scent of hyacinth grew stronger in the air. Jiang Youwan maintained her composure and said, "It's very dangerous, Xiao Jin."

"Dangerous?" Jiang Jinyi murmured softly, placing her hands on Jiang Youwan's shoulders and staring intently at her. "Is that why? Jiang Youwan, you really are such a good older sister."

Jiang Youwan couldn't withstand Jiang Jinyi's direct, burning gaze and averted her eyes. "Don't do this next time." she said.

Her flustered expression made Jiang Jinyi pause. After a moment, she replied, "Alright, I'll find an excellent Alpha tomorrow and get married right away. That way, it won't be dangerous. So many Alphas secretly admire me—which one should I choose?"

Jiang Youwan's gaze darkened. Her fingers tightened into a fist as she warned in a low voice, "Xiao Jin."

Jiang Jinyi precisely caught her reaction and pouted, feigning hurt. "That's not allowed either?"

"It's best if you don't."

"Why? Why are you being so controlling?" Jiang Jinyi suddenly turned Jiang Youwan's face toward her, locking their eyes. Jiang Youwan's breathing immediately became erratic.

Four years had passed. Xiao Jin had grown up, her pheromones now even more intoxicating and captivating.

"Because I'm your sister."

"Sister?" Jiang Jinyi smiled, a deep, contemplative smile as if carefully weighing the word. After a moment, she actually called out sweetly, "Sister."

Jiang Youwan froze, a strange tingling sensation flooding her heart. She nearly drowned in that single, tender "Sister."

Jiang Jinyi's eyes were hazy, as if drunk yet not quite.

If she wasn't drunk, why would she call her "Sister"?

That single word, "Sister," was an irresistible temptation for Jiang Youwan.

Jiang Youwan possessed a fox-like face—exquisitely refined yet retaining a delicate softness. Her skin was as pale and cool as jade, her long, ink-black hair meticulously tucked behind her ears. Her brows were slightly furrowed, framing narrow, alluring eyes that were both bewitching and profound.

This face, far more mature and captivating than when she first came to the Jiang Family five years ago, now possessed a ripened allure, like a fully blossomed flower bud.

The woman was flawlessly beautiful, radiant and graceful. Jiang Jinyi gazed into her eyes, her gaze both unfocused and piercing, as if she could see straight into her heart.

In the eyes of outsiders, she was an elite businesswoman, a goddess beyond reach...

Jiang Jinyi scoffed, pulling away from Jiang Youwan and returning to the bar. She poured herself a drink, tilted her head back to drink, but a pair of delicate, soft hands stopped her.

"Don't drink anymore."

Jiang Jinyi hummed softly. "You won't let me hook up, and now you won't even let me have a drink?"

"Xiao Jin has a weak stomach. You shouldn't drink." Jiang Youwan gently dissuaded, her voice as soothing as when coaxing a child, just as it had been four years ago. Her concern for Jinyi was palpable, fearing she might feel unwell, uncomfortable, or heartbroken.

Jiang Jinyi was the ruthless and decisive CEO of Luocheng' business world, her exterior always aloof and detached. Anyone else receiving such tender care and concern would instinctively soften, becoming docile under her influence.

But Jiang Jinyi was different.

Having long possessed Jiang Youwan's tenderness, she had grown fearless.

She no longer wanted it.

"I want to drink!"

She broke free from Jiang Youwan's grasp, snatched a wine glass from the table, and tilted her head back, exposing her vulnerable yet alluring swan-like neck. She gulped down the wine, choked, and erupted into a vio.lent cough. Jiang Youwan snatched the glass from her hand and gently patted her back.

"Xiao Jin, please don't drink anymore."

Exhausted from coughing, Jiang Jinyi leaned weakly into Jiang Youwan's embrace, gazing up at her with tear-reddened eyes, as if she had been crying.

Jiang Youwan froze, her hand stiffly settling on Jinyi's waist to keep her boneless body from sliding down.

Jiang Jinyi's gaze was hazy and full of affection, radiating the intoxicating scent of hyacinths, invading Jiang Youwan's breath, and slowly, irresistibly, drawing her in.

Jiang Youwan's heart pounded wildly, her pulse throbbing at the nape of her neck. A blush crept slowly from her neck to her entire face.

Reason told her to walk away immediately.

"Sister, I feel terrible. I miss Mom so much. I'm scared..." Jiang Jinyi's eyes shimmered with tears as she pleaded, "You're all I have left. Will you drink with me? Please?"

"Sister~" she tugged at the corner of Jiang Youwan's sleeve.

You're all I have left, she said.

She was being deliberately clingy, her pheromones invisibly drawing Jiang Youwan in. She had always known exactly how to make Jiang Youwan yield to her.

Reason told Jiang Youwan she shouldn't drink, but after only a moment's hesitation, she loosened her clenched fingers, picked up the glass Jiang Jinyi had been drinking from, brought it to her lips, tilted her head back, and gulped down it in one go.

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