Border Prisoner: The Mad Boss Seduces Her Every Night

Xu Yuanjia's face was so ugly it looked like it was about to freeze.

The wind outside the stadium was still hot, but his aura was as if he had been pulled out of cold water; his eyebrows and eyes were gloomy, and his jawline was taut and sharp.

Cheng Ye stood beside him, enjoying the spectacle, and grinned mischievously: "Oh, so you're always pretending. Your little bunny got snatched away halfway, didn't it?"

Xu Yuanjia glanced at him sideways, his eyes so cold they could skin a man alive.

He sneered again and uttered a curse, his voice low and menacing: "No one can beat me at this."

Before he could finish speaking, he strode towards Shi Luyu.

—He's the one who stole what others had halfway through; how could he tolerate having something taken back by someone else?

On the other side, Shi Luyu was still standing in the same spot, staring at the bespectacled, refined-looking boy in front of her, her heart pounding with nervousness.

The boy had deep-set eyes and a gentle demeanor; he didn't seem like the type to speak loudly in public. What puzzled her even more was the way he looked at her—it was so familiar.

The boy smiled, as if he had finally found something he had lost for a long time: "It's been so long since I've seen you, you've grown so tall."

Shi Luyu was stunned.

Her throat was dry, but her mind was blank, with only a strange sense of familiarity pushing her inward.

"You..." She was about to ask clearly—who are you? Do I know you? Why do you call me Lulu?

The next instant, a cold and forceful aura suddenly pressed down from the side.

Xu Yuanjia had already walked up to her.

Without uttering a single unnecessary word, he placed his arm directly on her waist and pulled her away.

The action wasn't rough, but it was so forceful that it left no room for refusal, forcibly pulling her out of everyone's sight.

Shi Luyu stumbled slightly from his pull, and turned back to take another look at the refined young man.

Before she could even see clearly, Xu Yuanjia had already raised his hand, grabbed her chin, and forcefully turned her face back.

"What are you looking at?" His voice was low and magnetic, barely concealing his anger.

Shi Luyu felt uneasy: "Let me go..."

Xu Yuanjia leaned down, suddenly closing in, and kissed her lips with a possessive and overwhelming force.

Shi Luyu's mind exploded with a bang.

His breath rushed in, cold and bitter, with a hint of tobacco. His tongue forcefully pried open her lips and teeth, probing into her without warning.

He held the back of her head with his other hand, his fingers digging into her hair to hold it in place, leaving her no room to turn her head.

His kiss was deep and intense, his tongue sweeping across her palate, enveloping hers as if he wanted to swallow her whole. The soft, wet sounds of their intertwined lips and tongues created an intimate atmosphere that made her blush and her heart race.

She frantically tried to push him away, but he grabbed her wrist. She couldn't break free; her ears burned red, but she felt even more anxious.

Her mind was filled with that man's face, his familiar tone, and the word "Lulu".

There were too many people around.

As the game ended, the crowd hadn't completely dispersed when a wave of shocked whispers erupted. Even the two young reporters who had come with her were stunned, standing motionless in place.

The refined-looking boy who had chased after them from the venue stopped not far away, his gaze falling on them, his expression clearly stunned, before a little sour feeling washed over him.

He lowered his eyes, his knuckles tightening silently... So Lulu already has a boyfriend? He and Lulu have been close since childhood, childhood sweethearts, and he thought... they would be together when they grew up.

"Ugh..." Shi Luyu was both embarrassed and anxious, her chest aching with turmoil.

Trapped in his arms, Shi Luyu struggled against his chest with her bound hands, but it was like pushing against a wall. He didn't budge, and even kissed her deeper, gently sucking on her lower lip, making her feel numb all over.

Shi Luyu was both embarrassed and anxious, her eyes reddening. Being treated like this in front of everyone, shame and anger surged up all at once. She hardened her resolve, clenching her teeth—

Xu Yuanjia grunted and stepped back slightly.

With a faint metallic taste filling her mouth, she finally managed to create a small opening and slapped him across the face.

It wasn't a heavy blow, but it was surprisingly brittle.

A moment of silence fell over the surroundings.

Shi Luyu's eyes were red as she glared at him, her voice trembling: "What are you doing!"

Xu Yuanjia tilted his head and pressed the tip of his tongue against the cheek that had been hit.

She saw that Xu Yuanjia didn't answer, but she wasn't angry.

On the contrary, the gloom in his eyes seemed to be ignited by the slap, and an almost pleasurable undercurrent surfaced. It was as if someone had gently cut his most itchy and sensitive nerve.

It hurts, but it feels good.

Xu Yuanjia stuck out his tongue and slowly licked the bitten spot on the corner of his mouth. The rusty taste spread in his mouth, making his eyes even more unfathomable.

Before Shi Luyu could react, he chuckled softly, reached out, and pulled her into his arms. One hand encircled her waist, while the other cupped the back of her head, pressing her chin against his neck.

Shi Luyu was startled by his embrace and struggled to push against his chest, saying, "Let go—"

He bent down and, without saying a word, bit her neck hard.

It was no longer a kiss, but a mark that carried a punitive connotation.

His teeth dug into her delicate skin, and Shi Luyu gasped in pain, struggling violently in his arms, but his arms remained as still as iron clamps. He bit her for a long time, his tongue slowly licking the teeth marks, as if trying to infuse his scent into her blood.

When he finally loosened his grip, a dark red, clear mark had appeared on that patch of skin.

Shi Luyu glared at him, both ashamed and angry.

Xu Yuanjia raised his hand, pressing his thumb heavily on the mark. His voice was low and hoarse, carrying an undeniable declaration: "You left my mark, so you belong to me."

"No one is allowed to look at it or touch it."

Shi Luyu struggled desperately to break free from his embrace, taking two steps back. Her hair was disheveled, her lips were swollen, and tears welled in her eyes. The red mark on her neck was shocking.

"I'm not an object!" she cried, clutching the mark tightly.

"You're always like this! I hate you!"

After saying that, she turned and ran.

The crowd automatically parted to make way, and Shi Luyu's figure quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Xu Yuanjia stood there, his face terribly gloomy.

He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the bite mark on his lip, his tongue slowly tracing the mark, savoring the chaotic yet burning sensation. His eyes darkened, like the surging waves of the night, unknown to anyone.

Not far away, Xu Jia looked in the direction Shi Luyu had run off in, his expression worried, and was about to chase after her.

In an instant, he met a pair of eyes.

Xu Yuanjia's gaze fell on him, as cold as a blade against his carotid artery, carrying naked killing intent and the judgmental air of a superior.

It was as if I were looking at someone who had already been sentenced to death.

There was no "competition" in his eyes.

There is only one silent declaration:

Try moving closer to her.

Xu Jia suddenly stopped, a chill creeping down his spine.