Border Prisoner: The Mad Boss Seduces Her Every Night

No one in the warehouse dared to move.

The sea breeze wafted through the cracked window frame, gently stirring up sawdust and dust from the ground. A long, deep, and resonant ship's horn echoed from the distant harbor, its sound only amplifying the oppressive stillness of the scene before them.

Kunsa knelt there, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

He tried to struggle, but Zhou Ji and Chai Ye held his shoulders down firmly.

Those two hands were like two iron clamps. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free even a fraction.

Xu Yuanjia slowly lowered his eyes. He carried the sniper rifle with one hand, and casually fiddled with the gun with the other, as if checking an ordinary tool.

Kunsa finally panicked, and the fierce determination he had just maintained began to crumble little by little.

He stared intently at Xu Yuanjia, his Adam's apple bobbing with difficulty: "Jia...Master Jia."

He forced a smile, his voice already trembling, "It's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding."

Xu Yuanjia looked down at him, his eyes devoid of any emotion.

It's like watching a clown jumping around.

Or perhaps, a dead person.

"A misunderstanding?" he repeated softly.

The last syllable rose slightly, as if he were intrigued.

Kunsha's Adam's apple bobbed heavily, and the muscles in his face trembled. He no longer cared about saving face and nodded hastily, his voice filled with obvious panic.

"Yes, yes!" He forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, cold sweat pouring down his forehead, and he even started to stutter.

"Master Jia, Miss Shi... I really didn't touch your person!"

Fearing that Xu Yuanjia wouldn't believe him, he hurriedly added another sentence.

His voice trembled, almost as if he were swearing an oath, "I swear! I didn't dare touch a single hair on Miss Shi's head! Really! I... I just wanted to use her to talk to you..."

Kunsha continued to beg for mercy, his voice trembling, one sentence after another, the warehouse filled with his frantic, rapid breathing.

Xu Yuanjia frowned slightly, as if he was finally getting impatient with the noise.

He raised his eyes, his expression indifferent, not even bothering to spare a trace of emotion, and slowly uttered a single sentence: "Mouth."

Zhou Ji understood almost instantly. Without needing a second command, he stepped forward and gripped Kunsha's chin tightly with his five fingers.

"Open up!" As the voice fell, the force suddenly tightened.

Kunsha's expression changed drastically. "What?"

Before he could react, Zhou Ji had already grabbed his chin and tightened his grip with his five fingers!

Click.

Kunsa groaned in pain, his mouth forced open.

He struggled desperately, but Chai had already started laughing.

"Don't move." He reached out and patted Kunsa's face.

"Just cooperate a little, so you don't suffer."

After saying that, he grabbed Kunsha's cheeks and forced his mouth open even wider.

Kunsha's forehead veins bulged, and he kept uttering muffled, painful whimpers: "Ugh... let go..."

No one paid him any attention, and Xu Yuanjia slowly raised his gun.

The gun barrel moved forward little by little, the cold, black metal gleaming with a chilling aura under the warehouse's stark white lights.

Kunsha's pupils contracted violently.

He began to feel genuinely afraid, his body uncontrollably shrinking back, his entire body trembling physiologically.

But Zhou Ji and Chai Ye held him back too firmly, and he couldn't back down at all.

next second.

The cold barrel of the gun was shoved directly into his mouth.

"Ugh—"

Kunsa froze, the gun barrel pressing against the back of his tongue, the cold, hard metal making his teeth ache.

He could even smell the gun oil.

A wave of nausea surged in my stomach, and I couldn't help but gag.

Tears welled up in my eyes almost immediately.

Everyone in the warehouse fell silent; no one dared to utter a sound.

Sheng Kun was tied to the pillar, and the sight made his scalp tingle.

He couldn't help but swallow hard, and secretly shrank his head back a little.

In my mind, I frantically chanted:

Amitabha.

Thank goodness.

I'm glad I was smart enough to at least take care of Shi Luyu during these few days on the run, otherwise I'd be stuffing gun barrels in my pocket today...

It's him.

Unexpectedly, Shiba suddenly glanced at him and couldn't help but chuckle, "Now you know fear?"

Sheng Kun's smile froze instantly, and his eyelids twitched violently.

Chai crossed his arms, glanced at him slowly, and deliberately made his words particularly clear: "I will report to Master Jia in detail everything about how you were hiding from Miss Shi all the way, calling her 'ex-sister-in-law' and 'back-sister-in-law' so happily."

"..." Sheng Kun's face turned green.

"Brother Chai!" he lowered his voice, almost bowing to him on the spot, "That's all a misunderstanding, I was just escorting someone! Don't you understand what escorting someone means?"

Chai chuckled and raised an eyebrow at him: "Oh? Then you explain it to Master Jia yourself."

Sheng Kun looked utterly dejected, his lips drooping as he muttered under his breath, "It's over... I really have to find a good feng shui spot to bury myself this time."

On the other side of the warehouse, Shi Luyu quietly watched this scene.

Her wrists were still aching from the ropes.

But the real pain was in my chest.

She stared at Xu Yuanjia, at the man holding the gun, her body tensing almost instinctively.

Those nights locked in the villa, those failed escape attempts, those memories of being cornered and unable to escape no matter how hard I struggled.

Suddenly they all rushed back.

She was afraid; this fear was ingrained in her very being.

Even though the gun she was facing wasn't her, Xu Yuanjia had never actually pointed the gun at her.

She still couldn't help feeling cold, and her fingertips curled up little by little.

At the same time, another emotion also surfaced.

—Annoyed.

She had almost fooled Kunsa; she was just a little short. She just needed a little more time and patience.

She might actually be able to get away.

Ke Shengkun appeared, and Xu Yuanjia also arrived.

His appearance completely disrupted the entire situation.

She knew she could no longer escape.

Thinking of this, Shi Luyu gently closed her eyes.

But when she looked up again and her gaze returned to Xu Yuanjia, the anger that had been weighing on her heart suddenly surged uncontrollably for a moment.

It felt like something had gently pierced my heart.

It wasn't a sharp pain, but rather a fine, gradual, and persistent sensation that spread little by little.

In just a few days, he lost a lot of weight, as if he hadn't had a good night's sleep for many days.

She didn't know why she noticed these things.

I don't know why, but my heart feels so sore.

She should hate him.

He deceived himself, and he trapped himself in that villa.

But those memories refuse to leave only pain.

She remembered him accompanying her to class; him standing outside the basketball court, smiling and waving at her; him patiently teaching her to discern other people's true intentions time and time again.

Teach her to lie, teach her to protect herself...

Even today, she is able to fool Kunsha using all the techniques he taught her.

Shi Luyu suddenly felt a soreness in the tip of her nose.

Yes, it is true that Xu Yuanjia's deception of her was a sin.

But memories never distinguish between good and evil for people.

Longing is innocent.

Those days we spent together won't disappear completely because of everything that happened later.

They still exist.

At this moment, I wonder whether I would prefer him to stay or leave.

Inside the warehouse, Xu Yuanjia's gun was firmly pointed at Kunsha.

His gaze fell gently, and his slender index finger slowly rested on the trigger.

No one spoke. Kunsa's face was covered in an indistinguishable mixture of sweat and tears, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

The entire warehouse was so quiet that only the sea breeze and the low rumble of the engines could be heard.

Xu Yuanjia narrowed his eyes slightly, and his long, beautiful fingers slowly began to tighten.

The sea breeze, carrying a damp, salty smell, blew in through the broken window frames, scattering the shards of glass on the floor with a soft, chaotic clattering sound.

Kunsa froze completely.

The dark muzzle of the gun was pressed against his mouth, the cold, hard metal pressing against the base of his tongue, making it difficult for him to breathe, and he could only let out intermittent sobs.

Xu Yuanjia raised the gun with one hand, his slender index finger slowly touching the trigger, his eyes devoid of any emotion, calm to the point of being indifferent.

If he had pressed his finger down just a little more, Kunsa's head would have exploded on the spot.

Zhou Ji stood calmly to the side.

Chai Ye also dropped his previous nonchalant attitude, crossed his arms, and quietly watched this scene.

Sheng Kun didn't even dare to breathe loudly. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he subconsciously closed his eyes, silently reciting Amitabha for Kun Sha in his heart.

The entire warehouse was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Right at this moment.

A clear female voice suddenly rang out: "Xu Yuanjia."

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

Xu Yuanjia's finger, which was on the trigger, paused for a very slight moment.

It was Shi Luyu who spoke.

Xu Yuanjia lifted his eyelashes and glanced at him, noticing that the girl's wrists were still tightly bound by rough hemp rope, leaving a ring of glaring red marks on her skin.

But her gaze remained unusually calm, fixed on him, as she slowly spoke:

"Don't kill anyone in front of me."

There was no sound from inside the warehouse.

A sea breeze swept through the hall, gently lifting a few stray hairs from her forehead.

She looked at him, not as if making a request, nor as if discussing something, and without the slightest hesitation.

"Come here." She paused, her gaze remaining fixed on the man holding the gun.

His tone was calm, almost commanding: "Untie me."

The words fell.

In the entire warehouse, everyone seemed to hold their breath.