Border Prisoner: The Mad Boss Seduces Her Every Night

Shi Luyu turned and ran, not daring to look back.

She didn't know why the group hadn't caught up; she only knew she had to run, because if she stopped, death awaited her.

The torrential rain poured down, plunging the world into deeper darkness. The mountain path was slippery, and her soft, white figure stumbled and ran away.

The broken leaves and twigs scratched her skin, stinging her legs painfully. Her torn clothes clung to her body, her cheeks burned and swelled, and the strong taste of blood filled her mouth, but she didn't care about any of that.

Up in the attic, the man leaned against the railing, his longbow drawn into a beautiful arc, the arrow tip firmly locked onto the fleeing girl in the rainforest, without the slightest wavering.

The dampness of the rain and mist blurred the man's features, but it also made the contours of his face appear more defined and sculpted.

He stood at the highest point above everyone else, his emotions detached, his expression indifferent and languid.

Finally, the girl who was running away accidentally lost her footing and almost tumbled off the edge of the stone steps, but instinctively grabbed the slippery railing next to her.

Whether from the cold or from fear, she was trembling violently, her body felt like it was about to fall apart, but she gritted her teeth and held on.

"Heh..." Xu Yuanjia's lips curled up.

It's like a predator finding a barely acceptable pastime during a long, boring night.

The next second, the bowstring was fully drawn.

whoosh-

The sound of wind breaking through the rain curtain.

Shi Luyu's pupils suddenly contracted, and she subconsciously turned her body. An arrow grazed her ear and embedded itself in the tree trunk in front of her, the arrow tail vibrating violently and buzzing.

Her face turned deathly pale, and her breathing became completely erratic.

This arrow was definitely not a misfire; that person was playing with her!

Shi Luyu's eyes were burning with tears, but she dared not cry, for fear of not being able to see the road ahead clearly.

She gritted her teeth, quickened her pace, and scrambled down several stone steps.

Suddenly, she twisted her ankle, and the pain made her sway, but she still managed to steady herself.

She can't stop! She's only 18, about to go to university, with loving parents and a wonderful life waiting for her...

—Whoosh!

Two more arrows landed near her hand and waist, missing their mark but still exerting a strong sense of pressure.

The man leisurely shooting arrows in the attic tilted his head, revealing an even more wicked and lewd smile: "A rabbit driven to the brink."

"He was about to die, but he was still struggling."

With a loud boom, thunder roared again.

For a fleeting moment, the sky and earth flashed white, and everyone in the back forest saw clearly this absurd and terrifying "game." Not a single person dared to utter a sound.

Those men in black stood in the rain, like rows of evil spirits waiting to take her life.

Zhou Ji stood calmly below the pavilion.

He had followed Xu Yuanjia for many years, and he knew all too well what kind of person Master Jia was.

I'm tired of everything.

Money, power, and human lives—once you've played these games too much, they all lose their meaning.

This evening's cleanup was just a routine procedure. But this little girl just barged in, and surprisingly, she wasn't scared to death on the spot. Even in this situation, she refused to accept her fate.

So the master glanced at her once more, but only once.

The fourth arrow shot out in an instant.

This time, the arrow grazed Shi Luyu's arm, splattering a string of blood droplets, and embedded itself deeply into the stone tablet beside her.

She was in so much pain that her vision blurred, but she didn't dare slow down; instead, she staggered and ran even faster.

That man had no intention of letting her live, much less let her die a quick death.

He was hunting her.

It's no different from teasing a panicked cat or catching a bird whose feathers are soaked through by the rain and is still flapping its wings trying to fly.

He could have shot an arrow right through her heart, but he chose to fire one arrow after another, forcing her to hide and flee, igniting her hope only to extinguish it again and again, until he exhausted his last bit of strength.

Shi Luyu couldn't stop her tears. The rain made it hard for her to see where she was going, and she was gasping for breath. Her chest ached terribly, and her lungs felt like they were being cut open with a knife.

But she kept running.

Even if she were to die, she would not want to give herself to them.

The mountain road ahead bends into a curve, and further down are the long steps leading to the main temple and parking lot.

A glimmer of light suddenly appeared in Shi Luyu's eyes.

We're almost there! There's really hope!

She lunged forward almost instinctively, her soaked hair plastered to her pale face, her eyelashes glistening with water, and her eyes burning with a desperate light.

It was so close.

She was just a hair's breadth away from escaping—

Whoosh!

This time, it was quieter than every previous arrow.

Without any deliberate teasing, he plunged hard into her back from behind.

The cold, sharp arrow suddenly pierced her back, penetrating her thin, tender flesh, and with extreme force, slammed her forward.

Shi Luyu's vision went black, and she didn't even have time to utter a complete scream. She only managed a short "Ah" before her body suddenly froze.

Her eyes widened as she fell straight into the muddy water.

With a bang, mud and water splashed everywhere. Apart from the sound of rain, the entire back mountain was eerily quiet.

Her body was as slender as a butterfly, and when she fell into the mud, she was surprisingly light, like a white flower whose branch had been bruised and fallen, even her fall seemed fragile and pitiful.

Even the most hardened criminals around them, accustomed to bloodshed, shuddered at the sight.

The girl's soaked clothes were stained with a dark red stain, and her thin back convulsed slightly in the downpour.

From the attic, the supreme man glanced at her with disdain.

She turned her face to the side, her fair face pressed messily against the ground, her forehead smeared with mud, and blood trickling from her lips.

It felt like her internal organs were being torn apart; the rise and fall of her chest brought on a near-shattering pain. Her fingertips gripped the mud so tightly that she didn't even feel her nails splitting open.

Mom and Dad...it's too cold here.

My vision blurred more and more, and feelings of grievance and despair welled up inside me.

She clearly didn't do anything.

I just came to Thailand to prepare for the start of school, and unfortunately chose today to go up the mountain to worship Buddha. Why did I suffer such a devastating disaster?

She longed to go home, to start a happy new life...

I guess... I'm really going to die here.

In the distance, Xu Yuanjia looked down at the shadow on the ground that had stopped struggling, a hint of disappointment on his face.

I finally managed to tease a sparrow, but before it had flown very far, it crashed into my own hand and died.

"This is a disaster." He said lazily, without much emotion.

"Boring."

Someone nearby instinctively lowered their head, not daring to breathe.

That's just how Jia Ye is.

He has everything, and he's tired of everything he's seen.

Human life is worthless in his eyes. To be able to take a second look at something or arouse even a little interest in it is an honor that others would beg for.

This woman was already incredibly fortunate to have Jia Ye personally shoot a few arrows at her before she died!

Xu Yuanjia sheathed his bow, loosening his grip and letting the recurve bow fall to the side with a clanging sound.

He didn't spare the girl another glance and turned to leave.

It seemed like I had only witnessed a dull performance.

Zhou Ji followed with his head bowed, and said respectfully in a low voice half a step behind him, "Master Jia's shot was really accurate, we don't even need to collect the body."

Xu Yuanjia didn't reply, but simply raised his hand to brush off the dampness from his sleeve, his expression indifferent and ruthless.

The candlelight in the attic quickly dimmed, and one by one, the people left.

The back mountain is now only covered in wind, rain, mud, and her.

My vision started to darken little by little.

Finally, all she saw was the light upstairs go out, and her last glimmer of hope was extinguished.

-

early morning.

The temple's golden roof, bathed in the pale light of the early morning, reflected a damp, chilling glow. The lingering stench of blood from the night before still hung faintly in the mountain breeze.

The massive Buddhist temple was half-hidden in the tall trees and morning mist, and behind the temple lay a secluded mountain retreat that was not open to the public. The dimly lit pavilion from last night was just a corner of it.

A door opened in a secluded courtyard hidden behind the Golden Pagoda, and Xu Yuanjia came out after changing into clean clothes.

The shirt and trousers were neatly gathered at the cuffs, and even the ends of his hair were styled in a casual and unrestrained manner, making him seem unattainable.

The blood and mud in the mountains last night seemed to have never touched him at all.

Zhou Ji followed behind, holding an umbrella, and reported in a low voice: "The situation on the southern front has been stabilized. A few of Songpa's men have escaped, but the tail is still being pulled back."

"Once this place is completely clean, you can go back to school as planned, Jia-ye."

Xu Yuanjia hummed in response, his expression indifferent and devoid of emotion.

The black SUV was already parked by the side of the mountain road.

Just as he reached the car, a henchman in black rushed over, looking rather unwell: "Brother Ji, when we were counting heads, one was missing."

Zhou Ji paused, then asked, "Who's missing?"

The younger brother lowered his head and said, "Last night...that woman..."

The air was stagnant.

Zhou Ji's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly looked up at Xu Yuanjia.

Last night, the brothers all thought she was dead after that arrow.

With the rain so heavy and the blood flowing so much, let alone a delicate young girl like her, even a strong man wouldn't be able to withstand it.

He's still alive?

Xu Yuanjia raised an eyebrow, but didn't react much.

He held onto the car door with one hand, and the hint of weariness in his eyes finally disappeared, revealing a rare interest.

"That's more interesting."

After saying that, he bent down and got into the car.

The car door closed, and the black SUV drove down the mountain road.

The tires rolled over a patch of wet mud. When they passed the forest from last night, the mud pits were empty, leaving only a pool of blood diluted by the rain.

The girl who had been lying there had vanished without a trace.