Border Prisoner: The Mad Boss Seduces Her Every Night

The light in the study still maintained that deep, flowing blue hue.

It is not a static blue.

It's more like water. The water-ripple ambient lighting in the hidden corner spreads out in layers.

Light and shadow slowly danced across the bookshelves, the floor, the ebony tabletop, and the glass windows, sometimes azure, sometimes cyan, and sometimes a deep, almost black, dark blue.

The window wasn't closed tightly, and the night wind seeped in through the cracks, repeatedly blowing up the half-closed curtains.

The scattered pages on the table, the calligraphy practice paper, the drafts, and even the two open hardcover booklets were all stirred up, making a soft, rustling sound.

The paper fluttered along with the window screen.

The interplay of light and heavy, soft and hard elements creates a cool yet chaotic atmosphere throughout the study.

The place, which should have been quiet except for the sounds of turning pages and writing, was now filled with another kind of sound.

It was Shi Luyu crying.

Unable to suppress it any longer, sobs escaped from his throat.

The fragmented, trembling sounds, carrying the helplessness and pleading of someone exhausted, stumbled intermittently into the pale blue light, which ironically made the overly calm study appear breathtakingly vibrant.

"...Enough, enough..." Shi Luyu's voice was already a little hoarse.

She was half-lying on the huge ebony desk, her hands clasped together.

The silver handcuffs clung to the wrist bones, and with the slightest movement, they produced a soft, crisp sound.

She tilted her head, her long hair cascading down her shoulders and back, jet black and smooth, with a natural sheen, almost blending into the ebony tabletop.

The girl looked excessively thin against the backdrop of this table.

The table was huge, cold and hard, with clean lines that showed no warmth whatsoever.

She lay half her body on it, her bright white back completely exposed, her shoulder bones thin.

The shape of her butterfly bones was clear and beautiful, originally resembling a pair of wings about to take flight, but now, the table and the handcuffs had robbed her of any possibility of flying away.

Below that is an excessively slender waist, its lines are very tight, without any excess fat, and it can almost be encircled by a single hand.

Snow-white skin, jet-black hair, and a deep black wooden surface create an overwhelming contrast against the blue, shimmering water, a beauty that is almost cruel.

But this beauty is not meant to be appreciated at this moment.

She was being tortured.

"I don't want to guess anymore, I don't want to..." Shi Luyu's voice was low and hoarse, and the end of her voice was tinged with sobs.

"Xu Yuanjia..."

She tried to turn around, but the hand behind her held her waist firmly.

The man's palm landed on her bare waist, which was surprisingly hot.

This contrasted sharply with the slight chill emanating from her body, a result of prolonged tension and exhaustion.

"Can't stand up anymore?" Xu Yuanjia stood behind her, his tone even quite gentle.

The hand that held her waist firmly was slender and bony, with long, neat fingers. The veins on the back of the hand showed a cold, angular quality under the blue light. There was an undeniable masculine strength and beauty in its tension and relaxation.

Shi Luyu's waist trembled as he gripped her, her legs went weak, and she couldn't muster any strength at all.

"Ugh..." She frowned, her breathing noticeably quickening.

"Your hands...are so hot..."

In those two hours, she had lost count of how many times she had guessed wrong.

At first, she tried to keep quiet, but later she almost cried all her tears and her throat became hoarse and sore.

Two hours is enough to wear down someone who was gritting their teeth and enduring it, until they are exhausted and weak.

My consciousness began to waver.

After all, the number of words she guessed correctly was pitifully small.

Xu Yuanjia wrote casually and asked questions lazily, yet he gradually forced her into this state.

"Is Lulu tired?"

The man picked up a narrow stool from the side and casually placed it next to her legs.

In his other hand, he still held the calligraphy brush. The tip was dipped in ice water, and water droplets slowly dripped down the brush hairs, landing on the floor with a very soft sound.

"Yes..." Shi Luyu turned her face away, her eyelashes wet, and nodded upon hearing this.

"Xu Yuanjia, I'm so tired..."

Her voice was so soft and weak, as if she really couldn't hold on any longer, "Let me rest for a bit, okay?"

Xu Yuanjia looked down at her, as if he was thinking seriously. "Of course Lulu can rest."

"My brother also feels sorry for Lulu."

He spoke calmly, as if he would really let her go with the next sentence.

Shi Luyu had just breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if she had been granted a pardon, and was about to try to move to the side when the hand on her waist suddenly tightened, and she was flipped over.

Her lower back hit the edge of the table, forcing her to face him directly.

"Xu Yuanjia!" she exclaimed in surprise.

The handcuffs clanged together during the movement, producing a series of sharp, cracking sounds that were strangely pleasant.

"What are you trying to do now!"

She struggled to pull herself back, but her arms were locked, and she couldn't move away at all. "Beast..."

"If I had known you were this twisted, I would never have messed with you in the first place!"

Xu Yuanjia listened and laughed instead.

He hooked a finger and gently picked up the metal chain in the middle of the handcuffs, pulling it upwards. Shi Luyu's hands were forced to rise, and the next second she was pulled to wrap her arms around his neck.

She was startled and immediately tried to loosen her grip.

Xu Yuanjia looked down at her, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "Isn't this much easier?"

Shi Luyu trembled with anger. "Who wants your fake kindness! Who wants to touch you!"

"Me," he answered without hesitation.

He even slowly lowered his head and gently touched a strand of hair on her forehead that was damp with sweat. "Brother likes it when you're hanging on me like this."

Shi Luyu was so angry that her eyes turned red, but the handcuffs were stuck and she couldn't break free no matter how hard she tried.

Xu Yuanjia seemed completely oblivious to her anger, simply raising his hand to open a small black box next to his desk, inside which were several items neatly arranged.

Shi Luyu's gaze swept over, and the ominous premonition in her heart intensified. "What...what have you prepared this time?"

"A way to give you a rest." He chuckled softly.

He fiddled with a few cool little objects in the box with his fingertips, as if he were choosing a suitable prop.

His eyes, however, were dark and deep, as he was carefully considering how to use these little gadgets to make Lulu lose her composure even more.

Finally, Xu Yuanjia picked out a small blue fish, about the size of his palm, from the box.

The entire piece is made of cool-toned metal, with an extremely finely polished surface that gleams with a soft and subtle light.

It resembles the cool, jewel-like color of something from the deep sea.

The most striking feature was its eyes, which were inlaid with two tiny points of silver light. They were made to look incredibly lifelike, giving this originally cold, metallic little fish an extra touch of vitality.

Shi Luyu didn't know what the little fish was for, but she had a strong feeling of unease. She instinctively stepped back, her lower back pressed against the edge of the table, with nowhere left to retreat.

"I don't want to!" She heard the despair in her own voice.

Xu Yuanjia raised his eyes, his expression surprisingly patient.

"Lulu wants to rest, that's fine."

"Two choices."

His tone was excessively calm, as if he were genuinely giving her a fair chance.

"First, stay and keep guessing the words, keep playing with me."

"Or," he said, referring to the second option, "we'll play this."

He shook the small silver object in his palm, a smile curving his lips.

Shi Luyu looked at the thing in his palm, but her whole body faintly exuded a constant, chilling aura.

When it is pushed in, it will probably be excessively stimulatingly cool.

The fish's body has smooth lines and beautiful curves. Its tail fin is slightly upturned, and the scales are finely carved layer by layer. Even the edges of the fins are carved so thin that they seem to tremble at the slightest touch.

It would then flick its tail gently and leap up from his palm.