Border Prisoner: The Mad Boss Seduces Her Every Night

The day after returning from the airport, Shi Luyu went directly to the police station.

This time, Shi Luyu was no longer as naive as before, nor did she hesitate. She went inside and said to the officer on duty, "I want to call the police."

The young police officer was initially very kind; he poured her water, asked her to sit down, and said she could talk slowly.

Holding the paper cup, Shi Luyu said in a steady voice, "I have been illegally deprived of my personal freedom."

The other person paused in their writing. "Who's restricting you?"

Shi Luyu raised her eyes, looked at him, and said, word by word, "Xu Yuanjia."

The pen stopped abruptly. The older policeman next to him, who had been looking at the file, immediately looked up upon hearing this and pressed his hand down on the younger officer's pen.

The air was still for a few seconds.

The young officer looked at his senior with some confusion.

The old policeman's face was expressionless, but a hint of weariness and evasion flashed clearly in his eyes. He stared at Shi Luyu for a long time, as if carefully choosing his words.

Finally, he said in a low voice, "Miss, there are some cases we can't take."

Shi Luyu put down the paper cup, unwilling to give up: "Why couldn't I catch it?"

She repeated, "I said I'm a victim."

The old policeman remained silent for a long time before looking up at her again. He didn't say it directly, but rather said tactfully, "You were able to come in because someone allowed you to."

His gaze was so complex it sent a chill down your spine, and he added, "You can't leave because he won't agree."

Who "he" is doesn't need to be said; everyone knows. Shi Luyu's back stiffened inch by inch.

She wanted to say it was illegal, she wanted to say she didn't accept it, she wanted to say at least this was a police station, but all those words suddenly wouldn't come out.

Because she saw the embarrassment, panic, and helplessness on the young police officer's face.

I also saw the tacit agreement in the old policeman's eyes.

It's not that they don't want to accept the offer; it's that they simply don't dare to.

Shi Luyu stood up, turned around and walked out.

Sure enough, a familiar black car was parked outside the police station.

The person who opened the back door for her was Zhou Ji.

The man remained calm and refined, impeccably dressed in a suit, his gaze behind his glasses unwavering, as if everything was perfectly normal.

Shi Luyu stood by the car, looking at him, and suddenly found it laughable, "You've certainly had a hard time."

Her eyes were slightly red, but her tone was calmly cold: "Not only do I have to do things for the boss, but I also have to act for him."

Zhou Ji's expression remained unchanged; he merely bowed his head slightly and said, "Please, Madam."

This nickname was like a thorn, precisely piercing the place she hated most in her heart.

Shi Luyu's face immediately darkened: "Don't call me 'Madam'!"

"Nobody cares!" she said, pulling open the car door and slamming it in her anger.

The car door made a dull thud.

Zhou Ji still didn't react much, but went around to the front to get in the car and told the driver to go back up the mountain.

No one spoke a word the rest of the way.

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Xu Yuanjia did not come that night.

The villa was very quiet.

The servants brought him meals, milk, pajamas, and toiletries on time, but no one mentioned where he had gone or when he would be back.

On the surface, Shi Luyu seemed to have finally resigned herself to her fate.

She ate, showered, turned off the lights, and went upstairs. It wasn't until late at night that she quietly slipped out the back door.

She planned to find another hotel to stay in and then continue trying to find a way to escape.

She registered under a pseudonym at the first place.

The receptionist checked for a while before finally giving her the room key. Shi Luyu entered the room and hadn't even had time to put her bag down when there was a knock on the door: "Hello, receptionist."

She opened the door a crack, and the staff member said apologetically, "I'm sorry, your registration information is incorrect and you need to verify your identity again."

Shi Luyu stared at her and slowly closed the door.

In the end, he was "asked" to leave the hotel.

She immediately hailed a taxi and asked the driver to stop randomly in a completely unfamiliar neighborhood to stay in.

However, at 2 a.m., the area downstairs was suddenly filled with unlicensed taxis.

The manager knocked on the door and came upstairs himself, his face pale and his voice trembling: "Miss Shi... could you please come downstairs?"

The third time, she hid in a dilapidated, almost moldy little hotel. The receptionist was a dozing old lady, and there were plastic basins and old towels piled up in the corner. No matter how you looked at it, it didn't seem like she would have anything to do with the Xu family.

Shi Luyu finally breathed a slight sigh of relief.

But in the early hours of the morning, the proprietress brought in hot water, placed it on her table, and whispered to her, "Girl, don't hide."

"The gentleman outside has been waiting for you for two hours."

The landlady thought the young couple had quarreled, so she earnestly advised, "What can't a husband and wife get over? Go home quickly, don't let your husband worry."

Shi Luyu suddenly stood up and pulled back the curtains.

The car lights were still on downstairs. The black car was parked quietly on the side of the street, like a beast lurking in the night.

Xu Yuanjia leaned against the car door, a cigarette between his fingers, and looked up at her.

He didn't go upstairs, nor did he order anyone to arrest her. He just stood there, patiently waiting.

That attitude even had a hint of indulgence, as if they were watching to see how long she could keep up this fuss.

As Shi Luyu looked at the figure downstairs, the last bit of strength that had sustained her repeated attempts to escape suddenly felt hollow.

No matter where she hides, he doesn't need to break in.

It was as if the entire city would make way for him whenever he appeared.

……

Shi Luyu was taken directly back to the villa on the hillside by Xu Yuanjia.

When the car stopped, the sky was already beginning to lighten.

She stood in the center of the living room, her face pale, her lips white, and even her hair somewhat disheveled. But her eyes were unusually bright, almost obsessively so.

As soon as she entered, Shi Luyu stared at him, and she couldn't help but break down and question him:

"How long do you intend to keep me locked up?"

Xu Yuanjia stopped and turned to look at her. "Close?"

He lazily curled his lips, turned and leaned back on the sofa, his tone very soft, "Lulu, when has your brother ever locked you up?"

He even shrugged, his eyes innocent: "When have you ever left the house without choosing your own path?"

Shi Luyu's chest heaved heavily. Standing there, she suddenly felt that the person in front of her was utterly absurd and terrifying.

Every time she went out, every time she tried to escape, every time she thought she had finally found a way out, she was always silently pulled back to him.

"But every road eventually leads to you!" she finally shouted, unable to bear it any longer.

The air fell silent for a moment.

Xu Yuanjia looked at her and slowly smiled: "Yes."

He stood up and walked towards her. Long legs and broad shoulders, he was as nonchalant as a lazy, awakening beast, his eyes chillingly cold.

The man stopped in front of her, looked down at her, and spoke in a tone as light as if he were saying something perfectly natural.

"Otherwise, why do you think I seized power?"

"What I want is the road through the entire Southeast Asia," he said, raising his hand and gently stroking the corner of her reddened eyes with his fingertips.

"Every road you try to escape to—"

"In the end, everything leads to me."