Little Succubus Transmigrates into a Fishing Type O - Chapter 35

The morning light streamed into the suite, casting a golden glow over the opulent furniture and decor.

Embedded in the ceiling directly above the bed was a high-definition mirror, reflecting the image of a young girl curled up beneath the blankets, half her face buried in the pillow.

An alpha embraced her from behind, pressing her lips against the delicate Omega’s scent gland with a satisfied smile.

After enduring prolonged deprivation, the alpha had indulged herself thoroughly the night before, reducing her little girlfriend to tears.

Bai Ruanruan let out a muffled whimper in her throat. “Sis… sister… stop, it’s too much…”

Even in her sleep, the girl instinctively resisted the alpha’s proximity.

Gu Jianyou coaxed her gently, massaging the soft curve of the girl’s abdomen with just the right pressure—like stroking a cat’s belly, seeking warmth from its body on a cold winter day.

Half-asleep, Bai Ruanruan’s lips parted with soft, kitten-like murmurs. “Don’t… use your teeth…”

She burrowed deeper into the blankets, making Gu Jianyou worry she might suffocate herself.

In her dreams, Bai Ruanruan felt as though she were sinking into an endless quagmire. The alpha’s invisible pheromones coiled around her like tentacles, abruptly binding her limbs.

A flush spread across her cheeks as her fingertips clutched the edges of the pillow, knuckles whitening from the strain.

Her lashes fluttered faintly—though she was merely asleep, the sight could easily be mistaken for something far more indecent.

Bai Ruanruan forced her eyes open, the soreness wracking her body jolting her fully awake.

The sheets, thoroughly ruined the night before, lay discarded in a corner.

Gu Jianyou smiled at her. “Awake now?”

Bai Ruanruan bit her lip. “Good morning, sister.”

Summoning what little strength she had left, she pushed herself up on her battered, aching body—only for the alpha to graze her teeth over the scent gland at the nape of her neck.

The poor Omega’s gland was already littered with bite marks, some along the edges still oozing faint traces of bl00d.

Bai Ruanruan recoiled. “Sister, what are you—?”

Her frail frame was no match for the alpha. In an instant, the taller woman pulled her close, nuzzling her nose against the gland that exuded the intoxicating sweetness of ripe peaches.

Though drained completely the night before, the gland had already replenished itself overnight, swelling plump once more.

The same couldn’t be said for the Omega’s tear-reddened eyes, now more pitiful than a rabbit’s.

The usually clear, flawless peach-blossom eyes were streaked with red veins from crying, the lower lids tinged pink.

When soft lips closed around her gland, Bai Ruanruan let out a startled cry.

Tears welled in her dry eyes, forced out against her will.

Round, crystalline droplets—more translucent than pearls—splashed onto the back of her hand one after another, staining the sheets with dark blossoms.

Her fingers twisted into the bedding, knuckles bone-white, until Gu Jianyou gently pried them loose to intertwine with her own.

The alpha, her desires left unquenched for too long, found endless excuses to torment the Omega further.

With relish, she drank in the peach fragrance in greedy gulps—far more satisfying than devouring an actual peach.

The nectar, too, was richer than any fruit could offer.

Though the Omega’s sobs were heartrending, Gu Jianyou had no intention of letting her go.

She wanted to teach this little troublemaker a proper lesson.

The crying didn’t stop until noon. Gu Jianyou kissed away the tears on Bai Ruanruan’s flushed cheeks with her lips.

“Be good. We’re going back home tonight.”

Bai Ruanruan sniffled, her voice nasal, “Aren’t we staying here a few more days?”

The banquet was supposed to last three days, and Gu Jianyou had originally promised to stay with her the entire time.

They’d only just finished the first day—was she calling it quits already?

Gu Jianyou nodded affectionately, stroking the face of the girl whose eyes were red from crying. “I don’t want others to see you looking so pitiful.”

Bai Ruanruan gritted her teeth and glared at her—adorable, like a hissing kitten.

Gu Jianyou teased, “What if someone else sees you like this and wants to make you cry too?”

Bai Ruanruan: “…”

The hotel suite had thoughtfully provided toys for couples, but Gu Jianyou hadn’t touched any of them. After dressing Bai Ruanruan, she carried her bridal-style and tucked her into the black sedan.

The driver kept his eyes strictly on the road as they left the estate.

Bai Ruanruan had an upcoming shoot in another city, and her chances to see Gu Jianyou daily were dwindling.

…

Before getting out of the car, Gu Jianyou kissed the girl’s cheek.

“I need to stop by the company first. Be good at home.”

Bai Ruanruan turned her face away, still sulking from how harshly she’d been treated the night before.

She shot her another glare, watching Gu Jianyou’s car disappear down the road before finally looking away in the cold wind.

Assistant: “The kitchen prepared ginseng chicken soup. Would you like some, Miss Bai?”

Bai Ruanruan rubbed her reddened eyes. “Year-end work is busy. Drive me to the set.”

The assistant hesitated, glancing at Bai Ruanruan’s tear-swollen eyes.

It was obvious at a glance—she’d been thoroughly bullied. Even as a beta, the assistant couldn’t help but want to comfort the beautiful little Omega.

“Are you sure you don’t need to rest?”

Bai Ruanruan got into the car. “No need. Tell your CEO I’m staying overnight at the set.”

The assistant quickly packed the nourishing soup from the kitchen. She couldn’t disobey Bai Ruanruan and had no choice but to take her to the set.

The snow had stopped by then. The moment Bai Ruanruan stepped out of the car, the crew swarmed around her for makeup.

Jiajia gasped. “Your eyes!”

In the mirror, the girl’s eyes were red from crying. She alternated between ice and warm eggs to reduce the swelling.

Bai Ruanruan murmured while skimming the script, “It’s fine. There’s a crying scene to film today.”

Jiajia called the makeup artist over.

Bai Ruanruan asked softly, “Do I really look good when I cry?”

The makeup artist and manager nodded in unison. “Your crying scenes have trended before, gaining you a huge fanbase.”

Bai Ruanruan studied her reflection. The swelling had subsided slightly, but her peach-blossom eyes still held a faint shimmer of moisture.

She knew she didn’t look bad when crying, but was it really as beautiful as Gu Jianyou made it out to be? Enough to torment her into crying all night!

After makeup, she sat on a small stool, waiting for her scene.

Bai Ruanruan propped her chin on her hand, flipping through the script. “Did people used to say Gu Jianyou was frigid?”

She spoke quietly, so only Jiajia beside her heard.

“Not exactly. Everyone just said she was… inadequate.”

Bai Ruanruan: “…”

Bai Ruanruan rubbed her reddened eyes, “Are all alphas just naturally mean-spirited, enjoying seeing others cry?”

Jiajia nodded then shook her head, finally handing Bai Ruanruan a thermos of nourishing soup with both hands,

“Alphas have always been inherently cruel. That primal brutality in their bones can override reason. Even outside their rut cycles, they’re difficult to deal with.”

Bai Ruanruan snorted again.

She’d become convinced that Gu Jianyou particularly enjoyed seeing her cry, especially after yesterday when she’d lifted her skirt and made Gu Jianyou kneel to do… that thing.

The moment Gu Jianyou saw tears glistening in her eyes, the woman’s movements had turned frighteningly rough.

Even now, she was still swollen.

Just sitting on the small stool made Bai Ruanruan feel dampness seeping through her trousers.

“Pervert,” Bai Ruanruan muttered under her breath.

“Miss Bai, you’re up for this scene!” the director called loudly.

Bai Ruanruan hurriedly returned the half-drunk soup to Jiajia, rushing to the director to request additional work assignments today.

The little succubus had developed something of a trauma from the bullying and hadn’t been keen on seeing Gu Jianyou lately.

……

Meanwhile, in the office.

Having calmed down, Gu Jianyou tapped her fingers on the desk, her thumb absently rotating the cold emerald tail ring on her finger as if caressing not platinum but the impossibly soft cheeks of an omega.

A nervous executive presented documents, “Director Gu, what are your thoughts on the new energy investment proposal?”

Gu Jianyou suddenly snapped back to attention, replying thoughtfully.

As if she hadn’t just been completely distracted thinking about Bai Ruanruan.

Before leaving, the executive ventured, “Director Gu, please remember to rest properly. You’ve been working too hard for the company.”

Gu Jianyou paused briefly. “Understood.”

When the office emptied again, she withdrew a velvet box from her drawer containing an exquisite pair of emerald earrings matching her tail ring.

Unlike the understated ring, these were designed in a much younger, more vibrant style.

“Secretary,” Gu Jianyou instructed calmly, “deliver these earrings to Bai Ruanruan.”

The secretary accepted the box with both hands. “Any message for Miss Bai, ma’am?”

Gu Jianyou cleared her throat awkwardly, unable to meet the secretary’s eyes as her gaze darted away from the red velvet box.

The secretary: “?”

Why was the boss blushing?

The alpha’s pheromones had begun leaking uncontrollably at the mere thought of her desired omega.

Even after being thoroughly satisfied that morning, just imagining Bai Ruanruan now stirred waves of renewed craving.

“You don’t need to work so hard,” Gu Jianyou finally said. “I can fund the production to give everyone a day off.”

The pheromones were giving Gu Jianyou a headache. Normally she approached problems with cool precision, but thoughts of Bai Ruanruan filled her mind with sticky-sweet fantasies of soft, lingering kisses.

She pulled out a memo pad and wrote a message in fountain pen—

elegant script pressed deep into the paper.

Having been kept near the alpha for so long, the note carried a lingering scent of iris that no breeze could disperse.

Gu Jianyou placed the note in an envelope. “Give this to Bai Ruanruan.”

As rationality returned, she twisted her ring in regret.

She’d been bullying the girl too much lately, somewhat abusing her position of authority.

She’d always wanted to bridge the status gap between them, to make Bai Ruanruan feel less constrained around her.

Yet because of momentary impulses…

Gu Jianyou regretfully ran her tongue over the small pointed teeth in her mouth, unable to resist savoring the lingering peach flavor that had once filled her mouth.

The secretary nodded, “I’ll head to the set right away.”

At noon, an old friend who had come to the area for a meeting invited Gu Jianyou and a few others to a private restaurant for lunch.

During the meal, the friend looked at her in surprise,

“I only left the hotel estate because of the meeting. Why didn’t you stay and spend time with your beloved Teacher Bai?”

The group consisted of close friends, and one of them teased,

“I saw it on Weibo—CEO Gu played the hero, sweeping Bai Ruanruan off her feet and even giving her a little bounce in midair.”

It was truly a miracle. Gu Jianyou, who had never been close to Omegas, was now so intimate with Bai Ruanruan.

Gu Jianyou replied calmly, “Bai Ruanruan is still young. She doesn’t need to meet so many people at banquets.”

The friend pointed at a faint red mark on Gu Jianyou’s neck, “Are you allergic?!”

Alphas were usually resilient, but Liang always remembered how, at age six, Gu Jianyou had accidentally eaten celery due to a maid’s negligence. She had broken out in hives, terrifying everyone in the mansion, and spent nearly a week in the hospital recovering.

Back then, Liang had rushed to the hospital after school, thoughtfully bringing homework—only to be repeatedly kicked out by Gu Jianyou, who was too weak to even hold a pen.

Everyone at the table froze, clearly aware of Gu Jianyou’s allergy history.

Gu Jianyou scratched the reddened spot and smiled,

“It’s not an allergy. Bai Ruanruan hit me.”

Everyone: “?”

Gu Jianyou: “What, you’ve never been hit by an Omega before? It’s like being scratched by a kitten—doesn’t hurt at all.”

Everyone: “…”

Did you really just flex on us like that?

Liang: “…6.”

Seeing their bewildered expressions, Gu Jianyou continued,

“She just texted me saying the temperature dropped outside and to take care of myself. She cares about me.”

After a moment of silence, the friend coughed awkwardly, “Let’s talk about next quarter’s collaboration in the new district.”

Everyone: “Yes, yes, let’s do that.”

Gu Jianyou: ?

The subject change was painfully abrupt.

……

Meanwhile,

Bai Ruanruan received a velvet gift box delivered by the secretary.

While discussing the script with the director, Bai Ruanruan noticed the apology gift from Gu Jianyou. Her smile softened imperceptibly, her heart fluttering slightly.

She opened the box, and a note slipped out.

The faint, lingering scent of irises wrapped around her like invisible threads, brushing against the nape of her neck.

I shouldn’t have bullied you last night, shouldn’t have made our Ruanruan cry, and definitely shouldn’t have kept going after you cried. These emerald earrings suit your skin perfectly. I hope you can forgive me.

Signed with Gu Jianyou’s name.

The atmosphere instantly froze. The secretary had no idea what the note said, but judging by Bai Ruanruan’s expression, it couldn’t have been anything decent.

Taking a deep breath, Bai Ruanruan didn’t even glance at the dazzling earrings before handing the velvet box and note back to the secretary.

Bai Ruanruan: “A minor celebrity like me has no use for such extravagant things. Tell your CEO not to waste money.”

To the secretary, a devoted shipper of their relationship, these words struck like a bolt from the blue.

“Is there some misunderstanding between Miss Bai and President Gu?”

Misunderstanding?!

Bai Ruanruan flushed crimson from her neck to her earlobes in humiliated fury, her fingers clenching until the knuckles cracked.

–

There was no misunderstanding whatsoever.

Like a wild beast, he had pinned her to the bed, forcing Bai Ruanruan to stare at their reflection in the ceiling mirror.

Whenever she tried to turn her head away, he would grip her chin and force her to watch.

The expensive crimson gown from yesterday now lay in tattered shreds everywhere. And in the end, that unreasonable, barbaric alpha had the nerve to blame her—saying her soft, delicate figure was simply made to be held and kissed.

What kind of indecent talk was that!

Bai Ruanruan, who had always held the reins in relationships, couldn’t bear being treated this way. Yet her resistance was nothing more than child’s play against his overwhelming strength.

The little succubus had met her match this time, her tail drooping in defeat.

The secretary stood frozen in place, seemingly picking up on something from Bai Ruanruan’s expression, and immediately flushed bright red.

She muttered to herself, “Well… the president really went too far.”

…

Late at night,

Gu Jianyou lay alone in the vast master bedroom.

Normally, there would be a soft, delicate girl curled up beside her, but now only the cold sheets remained.

The lonely alpha tossed and turned restlessly,

like a flower blooming in the dead of night, endlessly releasing pheromones but receiving no attention from butterflies or bees.

After several failed attempts to sleep, Gu Jianyou sat up in frustration, weakly patting the blankets.

Ever since she started sharing a bed with Bai Ruanruan, her insomnia had vanished.

But without Bai Ruanruan, the darkness seemed to harbor monstrous claws that gnawed at her already fragile nerves.

Gu Jianyou wore Bai Ruanruan’s pajamas, breathing heavily as she clutched the collar tightly,

desperate to catch more of the omega’s scent.

The faintest trace of pheromones—so subtle that anyone else might miss it—only made Gu Jianyou crave to bury her entire face in the fabric.

If her little girl knew she was rubbing against the clothes like this, she’d surely find it strange.

She’d probably look at her with that mix of shock and fear, maybe even label her a pervert again.

The night was a time for losing reason. Gu Jianyou had drunk half a glass of red wine before bed, leaving her head foggy and her gaze hazy, turning everything romantic.

The thought of Bai Ruanruan working late on set, possibly alongside other men, ignited a sudden fury in her chest.

She knew almost nothing about Bai Ruanruan’s career.

The agitated alpha paced barefoot across the cold floor like a beast patrolling its territory, searching for its missing mate. The chill against her soles did nothing to calm her—instead, it only stoked the restless fire inside.

Entering the study without turning on the lights, the pale glow of the computer screen illuminated her face as Gu Jianyou focused intently on the script of Bai Ruanruan’s current drama.

The series was being filmed and aired simultaneously, and the latest episode had reached the part where Jiang Xue became the boss’s secretary.

As a senior intern, Jiang Xue joined a company as the CEO’s personal secretary, only to be pursued by her unscrupulous boss.

Naïve Jiang Xue had thought she’d escaped the bullying and torment of school, only to encounter something far crueler in the workplace.

During a company dinner, she was forced to drink spiked alcohol. When she woke up again, she found herself in the boss’s bed.

Gu Jianyou hissed through her teeth, her brows furrowing.

She was a little worried—the editor who wrote this plot was too clichéd, too…

Gu Jianyou lowered her gaze in thought. Not just clichéd, but also damnably realistic.

Her eyes skimmed through the text at lightning speed. Just from the brief description, she could already picture Bai Ruanruan dressed in a barely-there secretary outfit, locked in a bedroom with a chain around her ankle…

Trembling before an insatiable boss, wanting to resist but only able to let out stifled whimpers from the struggle.

With a pretty little secretary like Bai Ruanruan, who could resist the urge to claim her for themselves?

Her little girl had once told her that she had been bullied a lot as a child. If she hadn’t met Gu Jianyou in the entertainment industry, the outcome might have been very different…

Her alpha instincts were on edge from insomnia. She didn’t notice the small note in the top right corner of the script that read, “This section discarded.” Bloodshot veins crept across her eyes as she casually pulled a car key from the drawer.

The urge to see Bai Ruanruan grew more urgent by the second. The monitor on her wrist beeped incessantly with a shrill alarm.

“Abnormal pheromone levels detected. Please administer an inhibitor immediately—”

“Abnormal pheromone levels detected. Please administer an inhibitor immediately—”

The robotic voice echoed sharply through the empty manor.

Gu Jianyou didn’t bother silencing the wristband. As she dressed and left the room, she glanced back at the cold, gleaming inhibitor syringe on the desk.

Forget it…

A vein pulsed violently at her temple. She shoved the inhibitor into her pocket.

The concentrated scent of iris pheromones filled the cramped black car. Gu Jianyou panted heavily at a red light, her body growing weak without her realizing it.

She had gotten a temporary mark from Bai Ruanruan, so why…

Were her pheromone levels still rising?

She pressed an ice cube against the gland at the nape of her neck. It melted into icy water, trickling down her spine.

A shiver ran through her. The moment the light turned green, she slammed on the accelerator, speeding through the late-night streets.

Passing a 24-hour bakery, she inexplicably pulled over and walked in, emerging with a small cake that she placed on the passenger seat.

The drowsy shop clerk muttered, “Who buys cake this late? Did someone piss off their wife and is now groveling with dessert?”

Peering outside, the clerk caught sight of the luxury car—the kind only seen on TV—and immediately spun a dramatic story in their head.

Meanwhile, Bai Ruanruan leaned against the hotel window, drowsy but still reciting her lines while thinking of Gu Jianyou.

Jiajia scolded, “Stop drinking coffee. It’s bad for you, and you won’t be able to sleep during the day.”

The secretary swallowed the bitter coffee and popped a fruit candy into her mouth.

Her gaze drifted absently over the deserted street as she murmured her lines for tomorrow’s shoot.

Then—a luxury car, unmistakable at a glance, pulled up outside the hotel. Bai Ruanruan gasped and leaned out—

Jiajia quickly grabbed her from behind. “Be careful! Half your body’s hanging out the window—are you trying to kill yourself?!”

Bai Ruanruan covered her mouth, giggling. “Guess who’s here?”

Jiajia gasped. “Is it… the CEO?”

Bai Ruanruan blinked and knelt on the cushioned stool by the windowsill, leaning her body outward while deliberately turning off the room’s lights.

From Gu Jianyou’s perspective, there was no way to see her—she was stealthily hiding behind the curtains, peeking out.

Gu Jianyou stepped out of the car holding a small cake from the passenger seat. After identifying herself, the hotel staff escorted her to Bai Ruanruan’s floor.

Bai Ruanruan pressed a finger to her lips, signaling her manager to stay silent, then tiptoed to the door to peek through the peephole.

The empty hallway held an alpha casually draped in a coat, its wide collar revealing the pajamas underneath.

Bai Ruanruan clicked her tongue—those pajamas were hers…

The little succubus watched with amusement, her heart-shaped tail flickering into visibility, barely able to stay hidden as she wondered what Gu Jianyou would do next.

In the hallway, Gu Jianyou’s breathing was so light it was nearly imperceptible, completely unaware that Bai Ruanruan was pressed against the door, listening intently.

She raised her hand to knock, but at the last moment, her touch softened into silence.

Was the girl resting? She must be exhausted from filming all day—it wouldn’t be right to disturb her.

But what if she just stood here?

Standing outside wasn’t really disturbing her, was it? Maybe she could catch a whiff of that sweet peach scent seeping through the door.

Inside the same paper bag as the cake was the emerald earrings her secretary had returned, along with her handwritten note.

Her little girl had rejected her gesture.

The scent-monitoring bracelet on her wrist vibrated insistently, warning her to inject suppressants before her pheromones spiraled out of control.

Just the thought of being separated from Bai Ruanruan by nothing more than a door made Gu Jianyou’s breath hitch. Her fingers dug into the wall, her legs trembling so badly she could barely stand.

She pulled out a cold suppressant syringe, removed the cap, and aimed for the back of her neck—

Ever since Bai Ruanruan had helped her inject it last time, she’d nearly lost the ability to do it alone.

Just over twenty hours ago, they had been tangled together, whispering sweet nothings. Now, even seeing her required this much hesitation.

Gu Jianyou’s rationality frayed, self-loathing rising like bile in her throat. How was she any different from those wealthy predators who lured innocent girls astray with money and power?

She gasped for air, nearly hyperventilating, desperate for even a trace of that honeyed peach fragrance. Even the cake she’d bought had been the peach-flavored one—chosen without thought.

Her dark eyes burned into the door, as if she could see straight through it.

The needle was about to pierce her skin when—

The door swung open.

Gu Jianyou’s hand jerked, the needle scraping a thin line of bl00d across her neck.

Her usually composed expression shattered into shock and guilt, her mouth opening and closing wordlessly.

“Ruanruan, I—”

Bl00d trickled down her neck, staining the silk pajamas red.

Bai Ruanruan, script still in hand, feigned surprise.

“Sister, what are you doing here?”