3 You belong to me and only me

She felt the weight shifting atop her. The moment later, before she could react, warm moist lips fell over hers. Once those lips fell upon her, once again Xu Xinya found herself falling into a cyclone of those emotions that she was gravely trying to avoid. 

Her hands, which were holding onto his lapel, instead of pushing him pulled him closer towards her. Her hands were unrestrained as they crawled up to his shoulders, into his soft, silky hair, and pulled his face into hers to deepen the kiss. 

After a long lengthy kiss, he let go of her lips. Those deep endless eyes pulled her soul into them. Xu Xinya's breath caught in her throat. Instantly, she regretted saying those words.

"L-Lu Mingyu, I am—"

"I won't let anyone take you away. Not even death." His tone was deep; his words akin to a vow. "You belong to me and only me."

It was not often that Lu Mingyu would let his emotions speak.

If any of his subordinates had seen him in such a chaotic state, they would have passed out in fear. That man had the ability to make on terrified with a mere calm glance and cold tone. With an expressive voice and intense eyes, the effect would be unimaginable.

Giving her a brief glance, he picked up his coat and put it on. Without looking at her again, he left the room.

The 'Thud' of the closing door announced that she was alone once again. For a while, she stayed in her position. Unsure if he had really left just like that.

She sighed and got up slowly.

Covering herself in the quilt, she walked to the window and cast her eyes down towards the silent city. Her long, thick hair cascaded down around her, enveloping her in darkness. It was daybreak. The room was situated on some hundredth floor of a sky-high skyscraper.

Xu Xinya knew her life would never be the same since the day she caught the eye of that formidable man.

Her life would never be the same since the day she made that grave mistake one year ago. At that time, when she was nineteen.

"Lu Mingyu" She whispered. Her fingers lightly touched the glass of the window. Her lips curled up into a smile. Remnant moisture still filled her eyes; tears still stained her cheeks.

Lu Mingyu was the name that chilled countless people to the marrow. No one would ever dare to offend him in their wildest dream.

But she did.

Xu Xinya was never a fragile, weak girl. Though her appearance was that of a delicate rose petal, that women had in her, an astonishing amount of strength. It was her good point. And... her bad point.

She wondered, perhaps if she was a faint-hearted girl, she wouldn't have committed that mistake a year ago.

Exactly one year ago, in a club, late at night, she had seen this man-Lu Mingyu for the first time.

Back then she had thought he was a very likable person. Though she didn't know his name or identity at that time, the first impression she had gathered was not bad. She had almost respected him in her heart. Thinking of him having as a cold exterior yet a gentle and righteous heart.

How wrong she was.

Author Note:

Alright, readers, so the first three chapters are protologue. This only happens after we are deep into the story (I'm not sure. Maybe after 100 chapters?) Now we will start the story from the beginning of the next chapter. 

I hope you give the story a chance!