Border Prisoner: The Mad Boss Seduces Her Every Night

Shi Luyu's eyes were anxious, her eyelashes trembled, and her mind was a jumbled mess. Fear, doubt, and unease all choked her. She opened her mouth, but found she couldn't say a word.

She was afraid that if she spoke up, she would be walking into a trap.

She was also afraid that if she didn't speak up, the person in front of her would strangle her immediately.

Xu Yuanjia looked at her flickering eyes and gently pressed his fingertip against her neck.

"Tell your brother." His voice was so beautiful, so seductive, as if he were calling her name affectionately, "Lulu."

Shi Luyu finally couldn't bear it any longer, her voice trembling with emotion: "I...I will always love my brother..."

Xu Yuanjia, however, did not let her off the hook. "Continue."

As he spoke, his other hand lowered down and slowly unbuttoned the top button of her shirt.

The fabric loosened slightly, revealing her delicate white collarbone.

Shi Luyu felt a chill run through her body. A wave of humiliation and horror washed over her, bringing tears to her eyes. But she dared not refuse, nor even back away, and could only force herself to continue speaking.

She herself felt it was absurd to say, "I will always be with my brother..."

It's like swearing an oath to a monster disguised as a lover.

Xu Yuanjia was finally satisfied.

He gave a genuinely joyful smile, so beautiful it was almost otherworldly. "Lulu is so good."

After saying that, he raised his hand, pinched her face, and lowered his head to kiss her fiercely.

This kiss was unlike any other intimate kiss she had ever given before.

The kiss was passionate and forceful, without any tenderness.

It was like a punishment, yet also like a confirmation; the kiss was filled with a frenzied, devouring intent.

Shi Luyu was powerless to resist and could only endure it. A layer of humiliating tears was forced from the corner of her eye, silently sliding down her temples and disappearing into her collar.

Only the disordered breathing of two people remained in the room.

……

The footsteps faded into the distance as the door closed again.

After Xu Yuanjia left, Shi Luyu seemed to have all her strength drained away. She sat on the bed in a daze and didn't turn on the light.

Only a sliver of faint night light filtered in through the window. Her eyes were vacant as she stared at the ceiling, her mind racing with thoughts.

If Xu Yuanjia is indeed Master Jia, then everything makes sense.

Why does he always seem to appear at just the right time?

Why does he know so much about all of that?

Why do the people surrounding him—Zhou Ji, Chai Ye, and even those men in black—watch his expression at crucial moments?

Why did the teeth marks she left on Jia Ye's arm appear on Xu Yuanjia's body?

If Jiajia, whom she truly entrusted, relied upon, and was even prepared to give her her future to, was truly the same Jiaye who had humiliated, toyed with, and trampled on her in the darkness, and even driven her to contemplate suicide—

What should she do? How can she bear this situation?

Does he still count as her Jiajia brother?

This question kept swirling in her mind, like a dull knife repeatedly scraping the same spot, until her whole heart felt numb.

After some time, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Shi Luyu kept her eyes closed and didn't move. She didn't want to see anyone right now.

But after the doorbell rang a few times, the person outside started knocking.

"Bang, bang, bang—"

Each beat was more urgent than the last.

Shi Luyu's head was throbbing from the noise. Finally, exhausted, she got out of bed and grabbed a coat to put on. As soon as she got out of bed, her legs suddenly went weak, and she almost knelt on the ground.

She steadied herself by holding onto the edge of the bed, her face even paler.

After a few seconds, he slowly walked towards the door, supporting himself against the wall. With each step, his knees trembled.

She reached out and opened the door, then froze when she looked up and saw the face outside. "Teaching Assistant Xu?"

Xu Jia stood outside the door.

His face was pale, and his breathing was rapid, as if he had rushed here. His usually meticulously styled hair was a little disheveled.

What was most glaring was that when Shi Luyu's gaze inadvertently swept over, she saw the marks left on her body reflected in the mirror—red marks, messy, too ambiguous, and too embarrassing.

Xu Jia's gaze fell on her face, then moved down, stopping at the collar of her dress that wasn't fully closed.

In that instant, it felt as if something had stabbed his eye.

The red marks, the color of her lips, her disheveled hair, even her unsteady posture, all silently testified to what had just happened.

Xu Jia's face turned even paler, and for a moment, it felt as if her heart had been ripped open, causing a dull, throbbing pain.

But soon, he forced himself to suppress those emotions.

It's okay. No matter what Lulu has been through, she will always be his Lulu.

He was still that little girl from his memory who would stand on the temple steps after the rain, holding candy and handing it to him.

Those external things are not important.

It doesn't matter at all.

"Teaching Assistant Xu?" Shi Luyu called him again, her voice hoarse and tinged with confusion. "What happened?"

Xu Jia finally came to his senses.

He raised his hand and grabbed Shi Luyu's wrist with great force, yet he tried his best to restrain himself from causing her pain.

"Lulu."

"Your parents have sent someone to contact me. Come with me."

His eyes held a mixture of anxiety and a determination to finally speak out.

"I will take you away from here!"

Shi Luyu was stunned.

But in almost a second, she quickly grasped the key point of the words.

Since realizing that Xu Yuanjia might be Master Jia, she has become unusually clear-headed. The things in her mind that were previously tangled with emotions suddenly began to unravel, one by one.

She looked at Xu Jia and asked softly, "Why do you know my parents?"

Xu Jia's breath hitched, and he stared at her for a long time.

This look was so complex that even he felt a dryness in his throat.

After a while, he slowly loosened his grip on her a little and took something out of his coat pocket.

It's a very old little cloth rabbit.

It's about the size of a palm, with crooked stitches, one ear longer than the other, and the edges of the fabric are frayed from being worn. But it's well-preserved, clean, and you can still see the clumsy yet meticulous care it once had.

Shi Luyu's pupils suddenly contracted.

She sewed it by hand when she was a child.

The sewing was so ugly that her mother laughed at her for a long time. But she treasured it and said she wanted to give it to her brother Jiajia because he was always alone and looked very lonely.

Later, the little rabbit was indeed given away.

She thought it was long gone.

Xu Jia handed the cloth rabbit to her, his eyes slightly red, his emotions, which had been suppressed for too long, finally overflowing at this moment.

He stared at her, speaking each word slowly and deliberately, his voice trembling almost as he spoke.

"Lulu, you still don't know..."

"Who am I?"