Border Prisoner: The Mad Boss Seduces Her Every Night

After eating and playing for a while, Xu Yuanjia told Shi Luyu that the hotel had changed their room.

Shi Luyu had no suspicions, assuming that going back to the hotel meant taking a shower and going to sleep.

When Xu Yuanjia swiped her card to open the room door, she was still holding the welcome fruit provided by the hotel, chewing on half a green grape... The door opened, she walked in, and the green grape fell out of her mouth.

The room was large, but the lighting was dim, just enough to make out the outlines, not the details.

The waterbed occupied most of the central space of the room, with dark gray sheets stretched out smoothly. Several black leather straps hung from a bar at the head of the bed, dangling on either side of the pillows.

There was even a full-length mirror embedded in the wall opposite the bed, stretching from the ceiling all the way to the floor.

Shi Luyu's gaze shifted from the mirror to the wall on the left side of the room. There, a whole row of things hung—a racket, a silk blindfold, several slender vines, and a pair of bracelets connected by a chain.

On the shelf next to her were bottles and jars of all sizes and shapes, all labeled in foreign languages, none of which she could understand. In the corner stood several thin, black candles with their wicks cut very short.

Her face flushed red from the base of her neck all the way to the tips of her ears:

"Brother... what kind of room is this?"

Something seems off about this.

Xu Yuanjia leaned against the door frame, his hands in his pockets, tilting his head to look at her, the corners of his mouth slowly curving into a very wicked smile.

"It's a disciplinary theme, recommended by Dong Wenlin." He didn't hide anything, being remarkably frank. "Coincidentally, I'm also very interested in it."

Shi Luyu dared not linger any longer and turned to leave.

Xu Yuanjia reached out to stop the door, and with his other hand he gripped her waist, pulling her inside. The door closed behind him, the latch clicking into the lock.

"My brother didn't spend any time alone with my little one today."

His voice went from casual to aggrieved, then dragged out into a sullen tone, like a large, neglected dog whining, "There are people at the beach, people at meals, people snorkeling. There's always that unromantic person everywhere."

His hand moved from her waist to her shoulder, turning her to face him.

The dim light in the room divided his face into two halves, one in shadow and the other pale white in the reflection of the waterbed.

"You have to make it up to your brother," he said, his tone as certain as if stating a fact that didn't need discussion.

Shi Luyu was somewhat bewildered.

She can't control this person now that he's out there, so how can she expect him to make amends?

Seemingly seeing through her thoughts, Xu Yuanjia added layer upon layer of his grievances: "I finally got a holiday, and I wanted to spend some time alone with my sweetheart on this trip."

"Are you really willing to leave your brother here alone?" he asked her.

Shi Luyu actually hesitated.

It was this hesitation that gave the man an opportunity.

Soft, black silk ribbons blocked the light, covering her eyes without warning, and the world suddenly became dark.

"Sweetie." Now you could feel his whisper in your ear even more clearly.

"If you're not here, your brother will miss you terribly, all alone in the house."

"Spend some time with your brother. Hmm?"

The panic in her heart was soothed by his seductive voice, and then she was led away.

"...Okay, then, just for a little while." Her voice was barely audible, yet she still remembered to remind him.

"And you can't go too far."

She heard him chuckle softly in her ear:

"Sweetie, your brother has always been gentle with you, hasn't he?"

……

At first, he had her sit on the edge of the bed and proceeded very slowly.

Shi Luyu heard him get up; his footsteps were very light on the carpet, followed by the soft clinking of bottles and jars.

A chill started on the inside of her wrist, spreading upwards along the veins—itchy, icy, and stinging.

She knew it was cold water from an ice-cold beer can... so the cold and heat overlapped on her skin.

His lips fell behind her ear, and Shi Luyu tensed up instantly.

The man hadn't touched her yet; his breath was only on the side of her neck, and every pause was to confirm her reaction.

She reached out to touch him, her fingers accidentally running into his hair, unsure whether to push it away or press it firmly. Until his breath moved downwards, landing on his collarbone, and further down, and further down.

Consciousness became very light in that warm sensation.

After the ribbon was untied, Shi Luyu noticed that her eyes were red when she looked in the mirror.

The weightlessness that pushed her up and then slowly dropped caused tears to stream down her face uncontrollably. She lay on the bed, her hair spread across the pillow, sobbing uncontrollably.

Xu Yuanjia leaned over her, looking down at her. "Goodness, this is just the beginning." His voice was a little hoarse, but his tone was still that lazy and wicked one.

His lips reflected a glistening, moist light. He raised his hand, his thumb wiping the corner of his mouth, a casual gesture as if he had just finished a glass of wine.

It got on me just now.

Shi Luyu doesn't remember much about what happened after that.

He only remembered crying under the covers as he recounted the things she had done that day.

"This morning, while snorkeling, you smiled at him."

"During dinner, you said he was funny."

"He brought the sticky rice. You said it was delicious."

Each time you count one item, gently tap it on your back with that vine.

Shi Luyu buried her face in the pillow, her voice muffled and barely audible: "Brother, you're so petty..."

"Yeah, petty." His voice was tinged with laughter as he replaced the rattan cane with a feather racket, gently sliding it down. "Brother is just petty."

When he stopped, Shi Luyu was lying on the bed, her tears already soaking a small patch of the pillow.

Her shoulders heaved as she cried, her voice muffled by the pillow, like a wronged little animal.

Xu Yuanjia lay down next to her, reached out and pulled her out from under the pillow, letting her lean against him.

"Crying?" he chuckled softly.

Shi Luyu buried her face in his chest and said in a muffled voice, "No."

"The pillow is all wet."

"It must be saliva!"

Xu Yuanjia laughed, the rhythm of his chest vibrations reaching her ears. He didn't expose her, but tightened his arms around her, resting his chin on the top of her head.

After a long time, Shi Luyu's sobs stopped.

She lifted her head from his embrace, her eyes red and her face still wet with tears.

But her delicate, soft eyes changed, instead revealing a more defiant light that made it clear at a glance that she was holding back her anger.

Shi Luyu stepped out of Xu Yuanjia's arms, turned over and sat up, facing away from him.

Xu Yuanjia propped his head up and looked at her, wondering what she was thinking.

Shi Luyu lowered her head and stared at the light red marks on her wrist that had been left by the ribbon for a few seconds.

She thought: Every time, he's in control; every time, he's the one who makes her cry and then comforts her. Why? She wanted to win this time too.

Thinking of this, she turned around to face him.

Xu Yuanjia raised an eyebrow slightly.

Shi Luyu reached out and pressed down hard on his shoulder, pushing him from a lying position to a flat position. He let her do as she pleased, the interest in his eyes growing stronger.

Then she straddled it.

Looking down at him.

Xu Yuanjia lay on his back with his hands behind his head, watching her with a relaxed expression and a hint of anticipation in his smile.

Shi Luyu felt uneasy under his gaze, but she didn't back down. She reached out and grabbed his wrist, trying to pin his hand to the pillow.

Xu Yuanjia cooperated fully.

But her arms weren't as long as his, and when she finished the movement, she was almost touching his chest. Her face was very close to his, and her breath hit his chin.

She opened her cherry-red lips, wanting to say something harsh, but after moving her lips several times, she couldn't utter a single word.

Xu Yuanjia looked at her flushed face and the corners of his mouth slowly curved up.

"Goodness, your hands are shaking." He chuckled provocatively, teasingly.

"I didn't, you, you're not allowed to speak." Shi Luyu bit her lip, pulled her hand back, clenched it into a fist, and placed it on her knee.

She glared at him, her nose still red, looking both fierce and pitiful.

Got it!

She had an idea. She removed her hand from his wrist and reached for the small feather clapper that hadn't been put away yet, which was on the bedside table.

Xu Yuanjia's smile deepened.