Border Prisoner: The Mad Boss Seduces Her Every Night

"What are you waiting for? Aren't you going to give me a massage?"

The man squinted his eyes casually.

Shi Luyu gritted her teeth... She couldn't make a move now. She needed him to lower his guard, she needed him to completely disregard her.

She took a deep breath and placed her trembling hands on his shoulders.

The moment her fingertips touched his shoulder and neck, she could feel the strength contained within his body.

Through the thin black shirt, the muscles of her shoulder blades were clearly defined, as solid as stone. Her hands were small, with ten slender fingers, appearing exceptionally fragile as they rested on his broad shoulders, like a butterfly alighting on the edge of a cliff.

She began to massage.

There was no method to it; it was just haphazard kneading, with a light touch, like a tickle.

Her fingertips brushed against the side of his neck, touching his pulse, which beat steadily and powerfully, a stark contrast to her frantic panic.

The scent of cold wood emanated from his collar, mingling with the lingering scent of her shower gel, weaving an invisible giant net between them.

Xu Yuanjia neither enjoyed it nor refused, simply letting her press against him. After a few seconds, he spoke as if asking something trivial: "Tell me, how did you end up in Kun Chang's hands?"

Shi Luyu paused for a moment, then continued pressing.

She knew she had to answer this question, and she had to answer it honestly.

"I run an account," she said, her voice nasal. "The comments say this place is special, so I wanted to come and take photos to increase my followers."

The man in front of me was silent for a moment, then laughed, his laughter carrying an indescribable meaning.

"Should I say you're bold," he tilted his head, a slight smile playing on his lips beneath the mask, "or should I say you're stupid?"

Shi Luyu didn't reply. Her fingers slowly massaged his shoulder, her fingertips feeling his body heat transmitted through the fabric.

She deliberately softened her voice, like a cat testing its owner's temper:

"Master Jia, I didn't mean to barge in and disturb you."

"Last time...it wasn't intentional."

Silence is rampant.

His breathing was steady, and he ignored what she said.

Shi Luyu bit her lower lip, her heart pounding in her chest as if it would explode. She knew she shouldn't ask now, but she had no other choice. Either way, she was going to die, so she might as well take a gamble.

She forced herself to speak, her voice as soft as a feather: "This time... you really can't let me go?"

The air suddenly froze.

Xu Yuanjia did not answer immediately. He turned his head slightly, and the eye under the mask looked at her through the black hole, his gaze so intense it was suffocating.

"Let you go?" He repeated the three words, as if savoring a joke.

He raised his hand and grasped her hand that was resting on his shoulder. His knuckles tightened, holding her wrist, and his thumb rubbed the thin skin on the inside of her wrist.

Her delicate veins throbbed violently beneath her skin, like a trapped butterfly desperately flapping its wings.

"Shi Luyu." He called her name, his voice low and slow, his words like a terrifying curse, "In my eyes, there is only one kind of person who can be spared."

"The person I played to death."

He released her wrist, his tone returning to its usual nonchalant languidness: "Do you think you deserve to be let go?"

Shi Luyu's hand froze on his shoulder, her fingertips cold.

She understood. It wasn't "cannot be let go," it was "impossible to let go."

In his eyes, she wasn't a person, but a toy he hadn't finished playing with. What right did a toy have to ask to be let go?

She lowered her eyes, her eyelashes concealing the turbulent emotions within them.

There's no other way.

Her hand slipped off his shoulder, giving up the resistance, and hung limply at her side.

The cool metallic touch pressed against her palm through the folds of her skirt. Her fingers slowly tightened, gripping the bottle opener, the spiral grooves of the blade digging into her skin, leaving shallow marks.

She raised her hand again.

This time, she won't resist; she'll fight back!

The bottle opener flashed coldly in the dim light, its sharp blade aimed at the artery on the side of his neck, precisely where it throbbed beneath his skin.

Her hands were trembling, from her fingertips all the way to her shoulders, shaking violently, but she was determined, gritting her teeth and silently raising her arms high above her head.

...kill him.

She wants to live, but he won't let her live, so she has to strike first!

With all her might, she stabbed him desperately in the neck!

—At the critical moment, her slender wrist was suddenly grabbed!

Xu Yuanjia didn't even turn around.

He simply raised his hand, his five fingers gripping her slender wrist tightly, with a force as strong as an iron hoop.

Her bones were being squeezed so hard they were cracking, and the bottle opener was hanging in mid-air, unable to fall any further.

"When you're killing someone," his voice came from ahead, unhurried and tinged with mockery, "don't let your hand shake."

As soon as the sound faded, he tightened his grip.

Shi Luyu felt as if she was being pulled by a tremendous force, and she lost her balance instantly. She staggered a couple of steps, and in the midst of the dizziness, she found herself sitting on his lap.

His thighs were hard and strong, and she could feel the warmth of his body through the fabric of her skirt.

Panic surged up like a tidal wave; fear and anger, humiliation and despair—all emotions mingled together, exploding into a blank.

Since things have already come to this, let's just go all out!

She gripped the bottle opener tightly with both hands, and with all her might, she thrust the sharp blade toward him.

Xu Yuanjia grasped her wrists with one hand and effortlessly disarmed her.

Her struggles were like an ant trying to shake a tree; all her strength was in vain, and she couldn't even make him frown.

He glanced at the bottle opener she was holding and sneered.

"You are the most disobedient little prey I have ever seen," he stated, stating a regrettable fact.

The next second, he finally used his other hand to pull her around, flipping her over and pressing her face down on his lap. The movement was fluid and effortless, like manipulating a rag doll.

Before Shi Luyu could react to what was happening, she felt her skirt being lifted up, and the cold air pressed against her leg skin, raising goosebumps.

Immediately afterwards!!

“Pah!”

His hand landed!

A crisp sound exploded in the room, and a burning pain spread rapidly from somewhere, as if I had been burned.

It took Shi Luyu a full three seconds to realize what had happened.

He actually... hit her?!

It's not the face, it's not the hands, it's that place.

After the extreme shock, an overwhelming sense of shame washed over her.

Shi Luyu's face flushed bright red in an instant, down to her ears and neck, and she was so agitated that even her chest turned pink.

Tears welled up almost immediately. The pain was secondary; the most important thing was the level of humiliation, which far exceeded her tolerance.

"You bastard!" She didn't care about anything else, struggling with all her might, her voice hoarse and shrill, "You bastard! You're not human!"

The man laughed wildly and wickedly, completely unconcerned about how foul the girl's words were. He raised his hand and slapped her twice more, one after the other, slowly and deliberately, as if disciplining a disobedient child.

"Slap—slap—"

"Let me go! You pervert! You madman! You inhuman thing!" Shi Luyu lay on his lap, twisting and turning desperately, kicking her legs wildly, but she couldn't break free from the hand that was pressing on her waist.

With her hands tied behind her back, she couldn't exert any strength. Her skirt was lifted up to her waist, leaving her in a sorry state. Bright red finger marks appeared on her skin, making her both beautiful and pitiful, a shocking sight.

She felt like a turtle whose shell had been flipped over, lying on his lap, and all her struggles seemed ridiculous and useless.

Tears finally fell.

Tears, a mixture of grievance and shame, fell in large drops onto the carpet. She bit her lip, and sobs escaped from deep within her throat, making her look like a wounded little animal.

Xu Yuanjia looked down at her struggling and writhing on his lap, and a slow grin spread across his face beneath the mask.

That abnormal smile was an almost morbid excitement; the venom seeping from his very bones invaded her very being, eroding her.

"You're not the first person to insult me, but you're the first person to make me happy." He was like an addict who had finally gotten his fill, his pupils dilated with joy, and his voice carried a tenderness that sent chills down your spine.

He leaned down, the eagle beak of his mask almost touching her reddened earlobe, his breath damp and cold: "Come on, curse me a couple more times."

Shi Luyu trembled all over, biting her lip tightly. She suddenly realized that her anger, her curses, all her intense reactions were feeding him some kind of twisted pleasure.

She can't give it to him anymore.

She shut up.

Xu Yuanjia waited patiently for two seconds.

Huh? There's no sound...

He tilted his head, just like a hawk keenly observing the movement of its prey, then raised his hand and slapped down again without any mercy.

"Snapped!"

It was worse than before. The burning pain exploded, and Shi Luyu jolted, but she still bit her lip and didn't make a sound.

"Why aren't you cursing anymore?" he asked, a smile playing on his lips, sending chills down one's spine.

"You insulted me."

Shi Luyu's tears fell even harder, humiliation and fear intertwined, and she finally squeezed out a sentence through gritted teeth: "...pervert."

Xu Yuanjia stopped, satisfied.

He didn't let go of her; he still held her waist and whispered to her.

"Although you enjoyed scolding me," he said softly, as if soothing a crying child, but his words were entirely negative, "your massage technique was a complete failure."

His fingers slowly caressed the skin of her lower back, a chilling contrast to his earlier roughness.

"In that case, given the choice between the two options, I can only help you choose one."

He straightened up and snapped his fingers.

The crisp sound exploded in the room, like a verdict.

Before Shi Luyu could even react, the door was suddenly kicked open.

The fierce dog charged in! Its chain dragged on the ground with a screeching sound, and its claws scratched across the marble floor, leaving shallow white marks.

As soon as it entered the room, it smelled Shi Luyu's scent. Its murky, fierce eyes immediately locked onto her, who was lying on the sofa, and drool dripped from the corner of its mouth.

It tried to pounce.

Its limbs were tense, its body leaned forward, and a low, hungry growl escaped its throat. But it had not received a command. It was wary of the masked man on the sofa, so it could only pace anxiously in place, its chains wrapping around and around, its claws digging marks into the ground.

The moment Shi Luyu saw the dog, her blood nearly turned to ice water.

She recognized it. She recognized it from the screen. But the screen and reality are completely different.

The dog on the screen was just a picture, but the real dog was right in front of her, so close that she could smell its foul odor, see the dirty saliva hanging on its yellowed canine teeth, and hear the low growling from deep in its throat, desperately wanting to hunt.

Fear, like a hand, reached out from her chest and gripped her heart and throat.

She suddenly rolled over and almost instinctively threw herself into his arms.

She clung desperately to his neck, her nails almost digging into his flesh, holding tightly to the only person who could possibly protect her, even if the possibility was extremely slim.

She buried her face in the crook of his neck, curling up against his burning chest like a drowning person grasping at the last piece of driftwood.

"No...no..."

"Please! Let it go... let it out!"

Her voice shattered into countless pieces, every word trembling, and tears streamed down his neck.

Xu Yuanjia did not move.

He looked down at the girl in his arms, who was desperately trying to burrow into his body, and at her slender arms that were helplessly wrapped around his neck.

The dog paced restlessly at his feet. He reached out, grasped her wrist, and slowly pulled her away.

His strength wasn't great, but it was irresistible as he pried open her tightly clasped fingers one by one.

"No...!" Shi Luyu cried out, trying her best to hug him again, her fingers grabbing wildly in the air, but she couldn't hold on no matter what she did.

He pulled her off him, and she grabbed his arms, pushing him away as if to shove her towards the dog.

Then he spoke.

Her voice was gentler than ever before, like a lover whispering in her ear.

"Don't be afraid. It's been hungry for a month, it won't bite you to death. It will start from your feet and slowly move upwards, little by little..."

Shi Luyu was terrified.

She used all her strength to break free from his grasp, threw herself back into his arms, and hugged his neck even tighter than before, hanging herself on him, her arms locking onto him relentlessly, refusing to let go no matter what.

She sobbed, burying her face in his neck, her whole body trembling violently, like a leaf caught in a storm, her tears and sweat mingling, soaking a small patch of his shirt collar.

Xu Yuanjia didn't push her away. His hand hovered in mid-air for a moment, then slowly landed on her back, patting her gently as a reminder.

"Open your eyes and look." His voice came from above her head, with an eerie, salty coaxing tone. "It's already climbed onto the sofa."

Shi Luyu's pupils suddenly contracted.

She dared not open her eyes. She dared not look to see if the dog had really climbed onto the sofa, dared not imagine how close it was to her, dared not think that it might open its mouth at any moment...

The last thread in my mind snapped.

Her body stiffened abruptly, her arms around his neck tightened suddenly, and then she went limp.

Consciousness receded like the tide.

She fainted.