11 His Marks

When Liu Zijian was satisfied with the hickey he did on Han Meixiu's slender and smooth neck, he touched it gently seemingly tracing and wanting to be sure that the mark wouldn't disappear anytime soon. He noticed that the woman trembled the moment the tip of his finger landed on her delicate neck.

The mark was so obvious against her jade-like white skin. It was like a sadistic work of art painted on a superficial sheet of first-grade canvass.

He distanced himself a little to check the woman who somewhat became a statue, not moving at all.

Her head was slightly inclined sideways to give room to the man who did the mark. There were some strands of her hair wildly covering part of her eyes up until to her nose area. It gave the impression of an untamed seductress under the faint moonlight.

Han Meixiu already lost almost all her senses. Her sense of hearing turned deaf by the excessive pounding of her poor heart. Her eyes were tightly shut just like someone waiting to be devoured and surrendering to its final demise. Her lustrous lips were firmly closed and quivering from time to time. Her chest was rapidly going up and down from the shallow breathing as if she's too afraid to make any sound.

Could her sense of smell escape the manly gentle scent emitting from Liu Zijian's body given the proximity? Definitely not. She was intoxicated by it.

Her mind? Oh, her mind.. never mind... It went to another dimension without permission.

Her hands were firmly clutching the man's shirt making it crumpled beyond anyone's expectation. If it's not from a high quality material, the shirt would have been already torn-off.

Pleased with what he's seeing, Liu Zijian, lower his head again and made another round of his revenge.

Ye Ming was silently standing couple of meters away from the door to prevent anyone disturbing Liu Zijian. Although until this very moment he couldn't understand why this 'scary man' labelled by women he met was taking his 'revenge' personally. In normal cases, his boss would just order them around. But then again, there's always an exemption. Maybe this woman was special. His brother Ye Long was in the security room manipulating the cctv footage and later on would remove any trace of evidence about whatever his boss did.

After like an eternity of 'torture', Han Weixiu felt a soft cloth being wrapped around her neck.

'He's done?' she asked herself not daring to open her eyes. Her senses somewhat started to function properly again. She tried hard to heightened her sense of hearing as well as her sense of touch. She felt his movement when he distanced himself a little so she loosened her grip. Then suddenly she detected his breath near her ear again.

"We'll continue next time. Before these marks disappear," he said his voice was like a spring breeze that lazily blows in a limitless meadow that could make a person relax and immerse in a tranquil dream. It was such a natural relaxing music that Han Meixiu enjoyed but when she finally processed the words and the meaning of what he said, she abruptly opened her eyes. She only saw the closing of the door.

'What does he mean next time? He's gonna do it again?'

Han Meixiu didn't know if she would laugh or cry. Her legs felt so weak that she needed to support herself while walking towards the nearest chair.

The computer monitor was still opened and there was only one folder left that she wasn't able to check before she was 'disturbed'. She was staring blankly at the monitor and her mind was replaying what had just happened. The feeling of his soft lips sucking her sensitive skin and his tongue that licked her skin from time made her emotions mixed beyond reason.

When she recalled that there would be a next time, she blushed profusely. She covered her face with her two hands as if she could hide her embarrassment.

While being immersed in her own world, someone abruptly came in and saw her.

"Little Xiu, what happened? Were you scolded by the Head Chief because you're resting here?" Wang Min, the assistant director of C&E department, asked her worriedly. "I can explain that your duty is over." Without letting her even answer his question, he left the office again.

'Can't he at least wait for me to answer?' she said to herself as she hopelessly looked at the closed door again. That superior of hers was the one acted like a father when almost everyone had fun asking her to do some errands.

Her phone suddenly rang. It was Li Xiaozhi. She immediately answered.

"Xiao Xiao!" she exclaimed and wanted to start telling her what happened to her.

"Save your story later. I'll sleep over in your place tonight. Wait for me, okay? Don't sleep until I come or else you're dead!"

Han Meixiu knew that her best friend couldn't still forget how she waited for an hour in the hotel lobby before thus warningly reminded her not to sleep. She could only agree.

Looking at the time, she decided to find her any of her superiors to ask permission so she could finally go home. She turned off her PC and took her hand bag before walking towards the door.

When she went outside, she saw some people from their department so she bid her goodbye and went home.

Li Xiaozhi was preparing to leave when her oldest brother came inside her room and seemed that he wanted to say something. It's very rare for him to be home much more visit her room. With a questioning look she waited for her brother to speak.

"Xiao Xiao, don't concern yourself into something you shouldn't have. Stop while it is still early." With that he left his perplexed sister.