Border Prisoner: The Mad Boss Seduces Her Every Night

Shi Luyu felt so ashamed and angry that her vision blurred, and she raised her hand to slap him.

Before the slap could land, Xu Yuanjia grabbed his hand with a smile.

The man moved with lightning speed, his five fingers closing up and squeezing between her fingers, tightly holding her entire hand in his palm.

Their fingers were intertwined, as if forcibly twisted together by an irresistible force.

Shi Luyu struggled, but he gripped her even tighter, their knuckles pressed together, and his fingertips slowly ground against her palm, sending a shiver down her spine.

He always had a nonchalant patience when he played with her fingers.

It's like playing with something that already belongs to you.

Shi Luyu was further enraged by this feeling, and raised her other hand to push him. But the next second, Xu Yuanjia took advantage of her struggle and, with a quick and skillful move, pinned her arm behind her back.

It won't hurt her.

But that was enough to instantly deprive her of any leverage to resist.

She felt a tightening around her waist as the man's other hand hooked around her, pulling her into his arms.

Shi Luyu lost her balance, her chest collided with his cold, firm chest. Just as she was about to look up and curse, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.

The kiss was surprisingly gentle.

There was no longer that sense of coercion, nor that aggressive malice.

His kisses were gentle and slow, even patient, as if soothing her utterly disordered breathing inch by inch, and as if using this overly tender manner to gradually suppress her sharp, panicked, and out-of-control emotions.

Shi Luyu had just cried and was frightened, so her body and nerves were already at their limit.

As he relentlessly pursued her with kisses, the tension in her forehead gradually eased. Her eyelashes trembled, her chest heaved rapidly for a while, and even the force she used to push him away unconsciously weakened.

Xu Yuanjia extended his tongue, carrying the dampness and coolness of the night breeze, teasing her pink tongue. He wasn't in a hurry, but he didn't allow her to escape either.

Shi Luyu gradually became dizzy and disoriented from the kisses.

The scattered lights, the sound of water, and the darkness by the pool all seemed distant. All that remained were their intertwined breaths and her increasingly erratic heartbeat.

It took a long time before Xu Yuanjia finally let her go.

Both of them were panting heavily.

Shi Luyu's eyes were still somewhat dazed, her lips were excessively red, and the water and tears on her face had not yet dried. She stared at him blankly, as if she had not yet fully recovered from the dizziness she had just experienced.

Xu Yuanjia looked down at her for a moment, then lowered his head and gently kissed her lips twice.

Then he turned around, grabbed a clean white bathrobe from the rack by the pool, and wrapped himself up in it from head to toe.

The bathrobe was large, soft, and thick, wrapping her up completely.

Shi Luyu seemed to finally regain some consciousness, and subconsciously clenched her collar.

Xu Yuanjia didn't say anything, but bent down and picked her up in his arms.

He strode up the steps with his long legs, stepped over the wet tiles by the pool, and carried her to the top floor.

The wind was still blowing, carrying the unique damp warmth of a midsummer night, and as it brushed across the surface of the pool, it shattered the shimmering light even more.

A breeze wafts through the treetops and under the gauze curtains of the corridor, carrying with it a gentle scent of grass, wood, and moisture, creating a sultry yet lingering softness.

The entire villa seemed to be bathed in this warm breeze, the night deepened, and even the lamplight swayed gently.

She huddled in that white bathrobe, making her look even smaller.

Her eyes were red from crying, her nose was wet and red, and her long hair was messy and stuck to her neck and face, like a bunch of flowers wet by the rain. She looked pitiful and weak, but because she had just cried, there was still a bit of stubbornness left in her eyes.

The two of them didn't speak a word the whole way.

Only after entering the villa's inner hall and having the lights come back on did Shi Luyu finally speak.

Her voice was terribly hoarse, each word trembling with suppressed emotion. "Xu Yuanjia."

The man grunted in response, but didn't stop walking.

"You've already taken over." She looked up at him, her voice tight, and there was an indescribable panic and embarrassment in her eyes.

"The Xu family is so large and powerful, haven't you ever thought about—"

She paused, as if she herself felt ashamed of what she was about to say, but she forced herself to ask it anyway.

"Would your family allow a Chinese woman to give birth to your illegitimate child?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Shi Luyu felt a tightness in her chest.

Actually, what scared her most in those few words wasn't whether the Xu family would allow it, but that she finally had to face that possibility.

She's not an immature little girl anymore.

She knew, of course, what that accident meant.

Knowing that today is not a safe period, knowing that there is no protection, knowing that everything is no longer just a mess after losing control of emotions, but may turn into a longer and more unmanageable consequence.

Her mind was in complete chaos.

What if something really happens?

How will she face herself? How will she face her parents? How will she continue her life from now on?

These thoughts pressed down on her, making her breath tremble.

Upon hearing this, Xu Yuanjia seemed to laugh in anger, "An illegitimate child?"

He glanced down at her, a slight smile playing on his lips, but his eyes held no hint of amusement.

"Stone Dew Jade".

"Who told you our child would be illegitimate?"

Shi Luyu was slightly taken aback. Xu Yuanjia's question was so matter-of-fact that she didn't react for a moment.

"...Otherwise what?"

She spoke almost imperceptibly, her words laced with frustration and resentment, blurting out without thinking, "Isn't this just common sense?"

Xu Yuanjia didn't reply immediately, but continued to carry her upstairs.

Shi Luyu nestled in his arms, her fingers gripping the edge of her bathrobe, but her heart sank deeper and deeper.

In her heart, Xu Yuanjia never took her seriously.

He can be infatuated with her, possess her, keep her in a morbid way, and even treat her very well on a whim.

But in her eyes, that kind of "goodness" was essentially just an extremely expensive and extremely dangerous form of manipulation.

plaything.

Yes, that's how she sees herself.

She didn't believe this man would give her a real title, nor did she believe he would allow her to stand upright in a family like the Xu family.

Thinking of this, Shi Luyu's pent-up frustration resurfaced.

The bathroom was filled with steam.

The large, round bathtub was already filled with water at the perfect temperature. The lights were softened by the steam, and the water surface shimmered with a faint light. Xu Yuanjia carried her inside and placed her in the bathtub.

Before Shi Luyu could say anything more, the man had already half-squatted down, raised his hand to turn on the shower, and tested the water temperature.

His movements were steady, and his expression was calm.

Her barbed words didn't even register with him.

Shi Luyu was furious, but his calm reaction left her feeling empty inside. She could only bite her lip and sit there, watching him wash away the water stains and mess that had been on her skin.

The water is hot.

The warmth gradually warmed her body, which had been frozen in the pool. But the more she felt this way, the more absurd it seemed.

One moment this man could drive her to the edge of the pool and make her lose control, and the next he could be squatting here, calmly cleaning everything up for her.

It seems like everything is under control.

It was as if all her panic and embarrassment were merely incidental aftermath of trouble in his eyes.

As Shi Luyu looked at him, her frustration and humiliation grew stronger.

"You don't need to pretend like this." Her voice was still hoarse, but her tone was cold.

"I know you're just playing with me."

Xu Yuanjia paused slightly in his movements.

He looked up at her, "Toying with you?"

"Isn't that right?" Shi Luyu tugged at her lips, but her eyes were cold and red.

She sat on the edge of the bathtub, her shoulders and back tense, her wet hair plastered to the side of her neck, her whole being exuding a sharpness that she was forcing herself to be. "When you get carried away, you're capable of anything."

She stared at him, her chest rising and falling gently, while her fingertips tightened their grip on her sides.

"I'm telling you, I have no interest in you or anything related to you."

At this point, she seemed utterly disgusted, not wanting to look at him again, and turned her head away, telling him this...

Even if you want to marry me formally—

"A proper marriage?" He suddenly caught the word precisely in her long string of harsh words.

He only caught this one word, the one he wanted to hear.

Shi Luyu was a little confused and turned to look at him.

Xu Yuanjia seemed to have finally figured out the logic behind her words, and gradually narrowed his eyes, even showing a thoughtful expression.

"So that's what you were thinking about."

He chuckled softly, a very faint laugh. "So—"

"Lulu wants to marry her brother, right?"