Border Prisoner: The Mad Boss Seduces Her Every Night

The road from the camp to the Blackwater Temple wasn't long, but Shi Luyu felt like she had walked for a very long time.

The forest faded into a blurry black shadow in the night, the dirt road beneath her feet grew narrower and narrower, the branches of trees on both sides pressing down overhead. She clutched her phone, the navigation arrow on the screen inching forward little by little.

She was afraid—afraid of the dark, afraid of death, afraid of Master Jia.

But she can't stop.

Last time, Jiajia helped her escape from the forbidden area, and this time she will bring Jiajia back safely.

She was no longer the trembling girl locked in a cage. She had been to the border, witnessed war, and survived in a dark, confined room.

At least this time, she didn't come empty-handed.

……

The Blackwater Temple was much more dilapidated than she had imagined.

The stone steps were covered in moss, making them slippery and soft to walk on. The two temple doors were half-open and crooked, one of them having come loose from its tenon and leaning precariously against the frame. The wooden plaque above the lintel had a large crack, and the characters on it had been eroded by wind and rain.

She stepped over the threshold and entered the main hall.

The interior was darker than the exterior. Moonlight streamed in through the cracks in the roof tiles, casting pale beams of light onto the floor. The air was thick with a damp, decaying odor, which was unsettling.

In the very center of the main hall, where a Buddha statue should have been enshrined, the lotus pedestal is still there.

The stone Buddha collapsed, shattering into several pieces, lying askew on the ground beside the lotus pedestal. The Buddha's head rolled to the corner of the wall, half of its compassionate face covered with a thick layer of dust, its eyes half-closed.

Now, a person is sitting on the lotus platform.

He bent one leg, while the other casually dangled over the edge of the lotus platform, his posture flamboyant and unrestrained.

The black eagle mask gleamed with a cold metallic sheen in the moonlight, its sharp beak obscuring most of his face. The lotus platform behind him was empty, the Buddha statues shattered on the ground. He sat there, like a demon trampling compassion underfoot, or a new god taking his place.

Shi Luyu stood in the center of the hall, looking up at him, her heart pounding like a drum.

She did not back down.

"You've come." His voice came from behind the mask, deep and languid, with an expected composure. "Sooner than I expected."

Shi Luyu clenched her fists: "Where is my brother Jiajia?"

Jia didn't answer her question. He tilted his head, and his eyes, hidden behind the mask, slowly swept over her, from her muddy canvas shoes to her disheveled hair from rushing.

"You've got guts." His tone was like praising a student who got a high score on a test. "Last time you cried and slapped me, but this time you dared to come to my turf alone. You're getting braver and braver."

Shi Luyu stared at him, her teeth clenched: "Where is Xu Yuanjia?"

Master Jia laughed. The laughter wasn't loud, but it came out of his chest with a muffled thud, echoing in the empty hall. He shifted his posture, leaning slightly forward, one hand resting on his knee, the other pointing to his mask.

"Are you that worried about him?" He lowered his voice. "Is he handsome? Is he your type?"

His words ignited Shi Luyu's anger.

"What do you know?" Her voice trembled, but every word was firm and resolute. "Wearing a mask and afraid to see people, hiding your face, are you too ugly to let anyone see you?"

"It's one thing to be ugly, but your heart is even uglier. You're number one at tormenting people, and no one is better at playing dirty tricks than you. You're cunning, vicious, and wicked. I advise you to be kinder, or you might get struck by lightning and have your ashes scattered to the winds." She got more and more into her rant.

Jia Ye's gaze was fixed on her face.

His expression was hidden by the mask and could not be seen, but Shi Luyu felt that something in the air had changed, as if a string was being slowly tightened, tightened to the point of breaking.

The silence lasted for a few seconds.

Then, without a second thought, he reached out and beckoned to her with his finger:

"come over."

Shi Luyu did not move.

"What are you afraid of?" His voice was laced with laughter, lazy and casual, like coaxing a ruffled cat. "You've been on my turf for a long time. Why would I wait until now to do anything to you?"

Shi Luyu took a deep breath and took the first step.

Her canvas shoes left a trail of shallow footprints on the dusty floor tiles. She walked to the foot of the lotus platform, looked up, and was less than a meter away from him.

Jiaye looked down at her.

He suddenly reached out, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her onto the lotus platform.

Shi Luyu lost her balance and fell forward, her knees hitting the stone slab at the edge of the lotus platform, causing her to groan in pain.

Before she could even stand up, his hand had already gripped the back of her neck, pressing her down in front of him.

She knelt on the lotus platform, his face almost touching hers.

The beak of the black eagle mask almost touched the tip of her nose.

Her stomach suddenly clenched.

His hand slid from the back of her neck to her chin, pinched it, and lifted it slightly. His thumb pressed against her lower lip, giving it a firm, rubbing motion.

"That little mouth of hers is quite sharp when she's swearing."

Shi Luyu tilted her head, pulling away from his fingers, her breathing rapid: "Hmph, why do you think I dared to insult you?"

"You didn't actually think I came to see you unprepared, did you?"

Her voice was filled with resentment, yet she spoke clearly.

Jia Ye's hand stopped. Shi Luyu turned her head slightly and glanced towards the door.

At the entrance of the main hall, the moonlight illuminated a tall figure.

It is firewood.

Chai stood in the center of the doorway, dressed in a black combat uniform, the holster at his waist reflecting the moonlight. His short hair was slightly disheveled by the night wind, and the scar on his face appeared particularly hard and unyielding in the interplay of light and shadow, like an unyielding wall.

His gaze passed over Shi Luyu's head and landed on the man wearing a black eagle mask on the lotus platform.

What Shi Luyu didn't know was that Chai Ye's inner thoughts at that moment were completely different from his cold and hard exterior—

An hour and a half ago.

Shi Luyu went back to the apartment first and opened the laptop that Xu Yuanjia used for work at her house. She scrolled to the contacts section and found Chai Ye's contact information.

She remembered Xu Yuanjia saying: "Chai is a real big shot in the border military and political circles; everyone respects him." Since he's Jiajia's older brother, surely he wouldn't just stand by and watch her die, would he?

Meanwhile, Chai was in the warehouse at the old river port, inventorying the newly acquired munitions. The crates were still stained with the blood of the old man's men. He squatted on the ground, using a crowbar to pry open each crate and inspect the contents. When his phone rang, he assumed it was Zhou Ji and answered without even looking.

A girl's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone: "Brother Chai, this is Shi Luyu. Please, please save Xu Yuanjia. He has been captured by Master Jia's men."

Chai also stopped using the crowbar in his hand.

He looked up in confusion at the person opposite him—Xu Yuanjia was sitting upright on the ammunition box, cleaning his rifle. A sniper rifle lay across his lap, the barrel removed and placed to the side. He was slowly and meticulously wiping each part with a cleaning cloth, his expression focused and relaxed.

Xu Yuanjia seemed to have expected this, casually took out his phone from his pocket, typed three words, and showed them to him:

"Say yes."

If Shiba's expression at that moment had been captured on camera, it could probably have been made into a set of memes called "Life is meaningless".

He had followed Xu Yuanjia for so many years, experiencing ambushes, assassinations, and coups, always fighting with real weapons.

Is this another...acting session?

He took a deep breath and said into the phone, "Address."

After Shi Luyu hurriedly sent the address, he said "okay," hung up, and then looked at Master Jia.

Xu Yuanjia had already reloaded the gun, and pulled back the bolt, the crisp metallic sound echoing through the warehouse.

He smiled at Chai, a smile as gentle as a spring breeze in March, but Chai couldn't help but feel sorry for the innocent girl.

Because if Shi Luyu were to seek help from Chai Ye, it would be exactly what Xu Yuanjia wanted.

The computer Xu Yuanjia left behind contained only normal tech company business information. Once she saw it, she would be even more convinced that he had meticulously crafted a life story and a one-to-one replica of Xu Jia's identity.

In this kidnapping incident, she will also completely distinguish between the two characters, "Childhood Sweetheart" and "Master Jia".

Shi Luyu was completely unaware of the situation. Seeing that Chai had also arrived, she felt emboldened and ordered the man in front of her, "Release Xu Yuanjia."

Chai, steeling himself, coldly ordered, even though he knew the person above was Xu Yuanjia, "You, release Xu Yuanjia."