Border Prisoner: The Mad Boss Seduces Her Every Night

The man who had been kicked to the ground raised his head.

It was Xu Yuanjia who raised his eyes, which were feigning gentleness.

There was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and his forehead was scraped, a stark contrast to his usual upright and honest demeanor at school.

Zhou Ji stood at the door, arms crossed, and coldly said to her:

"I heard you have a childhood sweetheart brother, is this the one?"

Zhou Ji glanced at Jia Ye on the ground and continued acting, trying to make every word sarcastic, "Our boss said, if you want to die, you have to watch him die first."

Shi Luyu's pupils contracted.

Zhou Ji strode forward, grabbed Xu Yuanjia by the back of his collar, pulled him up from the ground, and kicked him hard in the back of the knee.

Xu Yuanjia grunted and knelt down on one knee, but did not resist.

Zhou kicked him in the shoulder and back again, sending him stumbling forward.

"No!" Shi Luyu screamed and lunged forward, trying to block Xu Yuanjia, but Zhou Ji easily pushed her away with one hand.

She collapsed to the ground, watching helplessly as Zhou Ji punched and kicked Xu Yuanjia.

Each foot landed firmly, the dull thuds echoing in the sealed room.

Xu Yuanjia curled up on the ground, his arms seemingly weakly protecting his head and abdomen, but only those most familiar with the human body's vital organs would know that he was protecting each position perfectly, with bones and organs completely covered.

But the blood at the corner of his mouth was real.

The abrasion on his forehead was real.

As he was kicked over, he tilted his head slightly, his gaze peering out from between his arms.

That gaze fell on Zhou Ji's face, cold and sharp.

Zhou Ji's fist froze in mid-air.

He understood the meaning in his father's eyes—you're finished.

Cold sweat instantly poured from his forehead and back, soaking the collar of his tactical shirt. He felt like he was dancing on the brink of death, his heart pounding and even breathing becoming difficult.

But he can't stop.

This is a task given by the master, and the master did not tell me to stop.

Zhou gritted his teeth and kicked Xu Yuanjia twice more, but with much less force, making it look like he was doing something.

Shi Luyu cried until she was almost breathless.

She saw "Brother Jiajia" beaten to the ground, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth onto the gray cement floor. It hurt her more than when she was choked, held in a cage, and had her clothes torn.

"I'll eat! I'll eat!" She lunged forward and hugged Zhou Ji's leg, tilting her head back, her face covered in tears, her voice hoarse and barely audible.

"I'll behave... please stop hitting him... please stop hitting him!!"

Her voice cracked when she shouted the last word.

Zhou Ji snorted coldly and withdrew his foot: "You're smart to know what's good for you."

He turned and strode out of the secret room. The light from the corridor slanted in, cutting a bright rectangle on the floor.

Xu Yuanjia lay on the ground, slowly propping himself up. He lowered his head, seemingly too weak to look at Shi Luyu.

Shi Luyu knelt beside him, trembling all over, crying so hard she couldn't speak a complete sentence. She tried to reach out to help him up, but her arms were too weak to support her.

Zhou Ji strode out into the corridor. Turning the corner, he was met by a henchman with a bewildered expression.

"Brother Ji, what do you think Master Jia is up to?" The younger brother scratched his head.

"That woman just called out 'Brother Jiajia,' why did our boss lock her up? And why did he ask us to act out a scene of beating him up?"

"Master said it was a ruse, so don't ask questions we shouldn't ask." Zhou Ji stood there, his expression indescribable. He took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, finally managing to utter:

"...Go and choose a burial plot for me."

The younger brother's eyes widened: "Huh? Brother Ji, what are you doing...?"

"I actually laid a hand on him just now." Zhou Ji repeated expressionlessly, "Did you see the look in his eyes? I won't live past this month."

The younger brother paused for two seconds, then suddenly his eyes lit up, and an idea came to him:

"I think the master has probably taken a liking to that woman."

He lowered his voice and leaned close to Zhou Ji's ear, "Brother Ji, I have an idea for you—"

……

Shi Luyu stood in the center of the room, tears still streaming down her face. She took a deep breath, wiped her eyes haphazardly with the back of her hand, and bent down to pull Xu Yuanjia's arm.

He let her pull him up from the ground, his body swaying slightly, the wound on his shoulder twitching, his brow furrowing.

Shi Luyu led him to a chair by the wall and sat him down. On the table was a medicine box that Zhou Ji had just sent; the white plastic box lid was half open, revealing iodine swabs and gauze inside.

She opened the medicine box, her fingers trembling slightly, and took out an iodine swab. Her hand wobbled as she tore open the packaging, the plastic making a soft rustling sound. She lowered her head and gently pressed the swab onto the wound on his arm.

Tears fell again. Drop by drop, they landed on his skin, warm then cooling.

Xu Yuanjia looked down at her, raised his hand, and used his fingertips to wipe away the tears that had slid down her face.

A slight, nonchalant smile played on his lips. "I'm the one who got hit, so why are you crying?"

Shi Luyu bit her lip, carefully circling a cotton swab over his wound, the iodine spreading into a thin, pale yellow film. She sobbed, her voice broken, "Brother...how did you...come here?"

Xu Yuanjia didn't answer immediately. He leaned back in his chair, his gaze falling on her lowered head, and uttered the words he had prepared beforehand: "I was worried because I couldn't find you."

He paused for a moment, then said, "You suddenly disappeared in the woods. I think if you got lost, you must have gone in this direction."

"Luckily, I guessed right."

He said this in a calm tone, as if he were recounting something completely ordinary.

She finally looked up at him.

Xu Yuanjia's gaze fell on her face as he observed her closely.

The room was lit by a cold white light that poured down from above, illuminating every part of her face clearly.

Her black hair hung loosely over her shoulders, the ends curling slightly and clinging to her thin shoulders.

Her bone structure is that of a cool, oriental beauty, with well-defined cheekbones and jawline, and a slender, long neck with a beautiful curve.

But those curved lines were covered with kiss marks and bite marks, and bruises spread from the shoulder blades to the arms, overlapping in blue and purple.

It looked extremely shocking.

Her clothes were torn and disheveled during the struggle, with the neckline wide open and one shoulder strap slipping down to her arm, revealing half of her bra stained with blood.

Xu Yuanjia's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as his gaze swept over the wounds, and he couldn't help but admire his own masterpiece.

Yet, a perfectly restrained expression remained on her face, feigning anger and heartache.

He slowly raised his hand, his fingertips hovering above the teeth mark on her collarbone, not touching it, just hovering there, as if afraid of hurting her.

"This is..." His voice was low and trembling slightly, "...did that Jia Ye do it?"

Shi Luyu turned her head away, unwilling to think about it.

He then turned her chin back down: "Sweetie, tell me what happened."