Border Prisoner: The Mad Boss Seduces Her Every Night

Shi Luyu almost instinctively turned around and tried to squeeze out.

Her heart was pounding so hard she felt like it was going to explode, and all she could hear were the cheers and the shattering of bells from the nightclub.

The crowd grew tighter and tighter. With her head down, she used her slender figure to squeeze through a gap between a pile of masks and fine clothes, and disappeared into a narrow alleyway behind the market, lined with old lanterns.

At the end of the alley was an abandoned stage, and she hid inside.

My chest was still heaving violently, my palms were sweaty, and my back was feeling cold.

But a few seconds later, she gradually calmed down.

Come here.

He almost lost his life.

If we go back empty-handed, this trip will have been a complete waste.

Since the comments section is saying this is the key to attracting attention, she needs to capture something even more eye-catching.

Fortune favors the bold!

Shi Luyu bit her lip, squatted behind the wooden box, first turned off the camera flash completely, and then turned the shutter sound down to the lowest setting.

She carefully moved aside a corner of the tattered cloth and looked out through the carved wooden window on the side of the stage.

This angle is fantastic.

It allows you to avoid crowds while still capturing most of the scene behind the central platform at the night gathering, including the masked guests and the guards patrolling around.

She held her breath, raised the camera, and pressed the shutter button several times.

Shi Luyu became more and more excited as she took the photos, and she could almost foresee that these images would be explosive once they were released.

Before she could zoom in again, a short, greasy hand suddenly reached out from behind and grabbed her shoulder: "Caught another one!"

Shi Luyu was stiff all over and was pulled out in the blink of an eye.

A group of men in floral shirts gathered in the alley at some point. They all had fleshy faces, gold chains and tattoos on their necks and arms, and their smiles were utterly devoid of humanity.

The leader was an obese middle-aged man whose belly was so round it made his floral shirt shine, his nose was flat, his eyes were narrow slits, and he had a toothpick dangling from the corner of his mouth.

His name is Kun Chang. He was meeting with the leader of the "Red Cage" gang in the East District at night.

Kun Chang snatched her camera, looked down at a few pictures, and laughed, "You're pretty good at taking pictures."

The next second, he raised his camera and smashed it directly at her forehead.

Shi Luyu only had time to see a dark shadow suddenly looming down before her mind went blank and she collapsed.

-

She was awakened by crying.

The first thing I smelled when I opened my eyes was a damp, musty smell, along with the odor of cheap perfume mixed with blood.

Below that is cold, rough iron.

Shi Luyu looked down and found that her hands were handcuffed together and her ankles were chained. She was locked in a huge iron cage.

This is no longer the main venue of the dazzling night party.

Instead, it was another territory deeper into the night—the Red Cage District.

Blood-red filament lamps hung overhead, faded gold leaf and old Western wallpaper covered the walls, and the air was filled with a cloyingly bitter fragrance.

Rows of cages lined both sides of the corridor, like shelves for livestock. Almost all the cages contained girls around her age.

Some people were crying, some were trembling, and some had huddled numbly in a corner, their eyes frighteningly empty.

A man guarding the enclosure opened the door to the next cage, dragged out a girl who refused to leave, and slapped her hard across the face. The girl cried and struggled, but was immediately kicked in the stomach, doubled over in pain, and felt as if her whole body had been broken.

"Take them out." The man spat impatiently. "We have a lot of guests tonight, so all of you better behave!"

"I won't go...please, I won't go..."

Her pleas for mercy were met with no mercy; instead, she was struck on the leg with a stick, her screams sending chills down one's spine.

Shi Luyu's heart was turning cold.

She quickly understood.

Those who obey will be taken out and offered up like merchandise to the guests who come to the night party for entertainment.

Those who disobey will be beaten and maimed before being sent out to perverted customers who may have distorted tastes.

If you're even a little unlucky, you'll die right here. The end result is the same for everyone.

The cries from inside the cage rose and fell, like a pot of boiling water that never boiled, churning with despair.

Next up... is her!

Shi Luyu's fingertips felt icy cold, and her heart felt heavy.

Just then, footsteps sounded from the end of the corridor. Kun Chang walked by with his deputy, speaking in a low voice as they went:

"Master Jia has arrived!"

"If we serve this one well tonight, our prospects for the year will be halved!"

"Are you blind? Who is that guy? It's an honor for him to even look at these few girls. You all better be smart and not embarrass yourselves."

Jia Ye.

Shi Luyu's breath was gripped by an invisible hand.

The moment that ominous premonition surfaced in her mind, the cage door was kicked open.

"come out!"

She and several other girls were roughly dragged out of their cages, pulled along a long corridor covered with a red carpet, and led into an extravagantly large private room.

This place is a completely different world from the cage area we just left.

A scarlet carpet paired with black and gold carved walls, antique bronze lamps illuminating a champagne tower, the air filled with the smells of expensive tobacco and wine, luxurious yet oppressive.

This is a midnight banquet reserved only for those in positions of power.

A man was sitting in the center of the sofa.

He wore the black and gold eagle-head mask, revealing only his sharply defined jawline and thin lips. Tall and slender, with his long legs crossed, he slowly swirled a half-empty glass of wine in his hand, his posture composed and elegant.

Zhou Ji stood beside him, his expression calm.

Shi Luyu's heart suddenly sank, and she plummeted to the bottom.

That's him! Master Jia!

Zhou Ji's gaze swept across the group of dusty "new goods," but he suddenly stopped on one of their faces.

The girl was dressed the least conspicuously; her gray coat was stained, her hair was messy, and there was a red mark on her forehead from being hit.

But with her fair complexion and thick long hair, she stood out as a uniquely serene woman amidst a group of heavily made-up, terrified, and weeping women.

not to mention--

He recognized that face.

On a rainy night in the back mountain, there was the woman who was shot by Jia Ye's arrow but managed to escape. She was also the girl Jia Ye had specifically asked him to thoroughly investigate her background a few days prior.

Her name is... Shi Luyu? What's she doing here?

Kun Chang, completely unaware of what was happening, was all smiles as he bowed towards the sofa: "Master Jia, these are all fresh arrivals from tonight. Take a look, and feel free to take whichever one you like!"

Xu Yuanjia remained silent.

The man, through the mask, slightly tilted his head, his gaze falling on Shi Luyu.

His gaze was like that of a venomous snake, creeping along her spine.

The girls in the private room all kept their heads down, not daring to cry out loud. Shi Luyu also lowered her eyes, but she could clearly feel that the gaze lingered on her for a longer time than on the others.

Her heart was pounding so hard it hurt.

She knew very well that if he chose her, what awaited her might not be any better than the cage. It might be an even more cruel and prolonged torment.

But if it doesn't get clicked...

The thought of returning to that red-light district, of the fate of those girls, and of the look in Kun Chang's eyes when he turned around and looked at them sent chills down her spine.

Compared to those indistinct guests who only drag people into the mud, perhaps this man still has a glimmer of hope left.

Strangely, Jia Ye didn't say anything.

He sat silently, seemingly uninterested in any of the women in the room.

Kun Chang's forehead began to sweat. He wanted to say a few more words with a forced smile, but Zhou Ji spoke first, his tone cold and emotionless: "Master Jia didn't like you."

"You can take your whole group and get out of here."

Kun Chang almost lost his smile, but dared not show any dissatisfaction, and could only nod and bow repeatedly: "Understood, understood."

As he spoke, he turned around, his gaze sweeping over the row of women with a sinister look, his eyes filled with resentment and impatience.

His eyes clearly showed that he had already figured out how to torture this group of useless trash when he got back.

Shi Luyu was thinking urgently.

Do not……

We absolutely must not go back!

Just as the guard reached out to grab her arm, Shi Luyu suddenly broke free and took a step back.

Immediately afterwards, she pounced on him.

Her knees slammed heavily on the ground, the pain making her numb, but she didn't utter a sound. She fell to her knees at Xu Yuanjia's feet in a disheveled state, her hands gripping the cuffs of his crisp, dark trousers tightly.

At that moment, everyone in the private room fell silent.

No one dares to touch Master Jia like that.

No one dared to lose their composure like that at his feet.

Shi Luyu's fingertips trembled violently, and tears finally broke free, streaming down her pale face. Yet she still tilted her head back, forcing herself to speak, her voice trembling, trembling with a broken sob, but clear and resolute:

"Brother Jia, please choose me."

"I have your marks on me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the guard's expression changed, and he immediately rushed forward to grab her, shouting, "You're asking for it—"

But Shi Luyu just wouldn't let go.

She gripped so tightly that her knuckles turned white, like a drowning person clinging to the last piece of driftwood, unwilling to let go even an inch, even if the slightest misstep would result in being dragged out and beaten to death.

The scene was so out of control that she acted with utmost humility.

The girl knelt on the ground, looking up and grabbing his trouser leg, as fragile as an offering willingly placed at her master's feet, begging him to choose her.

Xu Yuanjia lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on her slender hands that were gripping his trouser leg.

Her skin was delicate and white, with traces of gray and red from being dragged along the way still lingering between her fingers.

He paused for two seconds.

Then, the long legs moved slightly.

The black leather shoes with red soles slowly lifted up, the toes touching her chin, gradually lifting her tear-streaked face.

The lamplight flickered, and he looked down at her, his voice low and slow, tinged with an indescribable playfulness, as he slowly descended:

"You really want to come with me?"