5 Tu Yi's obsession

Tu Yi's infatuation didn't mean, however, that he had already given up on his claim for Templar. His desire grew bigger because to his infatuated mind, Templar and Fan Bao had become one and the same. If he owns Templar then he owns Fan Bao. If Fan Bao was his, so was Templar. And so, Tu Yi's obsession began.

It started with a simple, anonymous tweet on a famous social media platform. Fan Bao was the target and the tweet was vicious. And since it was vicious and had the sour scent of scandal attached to it, the tweet went viral and Fan Bao's name was dragged to the mud.

Another tweet followed, more vicious than the first. And another and another. And another. As a result, Fan Bao became isolated. She rarely went out because one time she did, a mob followed her with insults. So, Tu Yi stayed in his job, supposedly to firewall the company and as an extension, Fan Bao, from the slings and arrows of social media persecution.

The family gathered for a conference and the elders advised Fan Bao to get out of the business now because it was going to be more difficult for her if she left it too late. Her brothers pointed out that she would have lost nothing if she sold out since the company was worth billions. With that amount of money, she could go anywhere she pleases and nobody will find her if she didn't want to be found. The family advised her to sell her shares to Tu Yi, who had shown great respect for the family by standing behind them in their hour of need.

Fan Bao nodded, made an appointment with Tu Yi and less than a week the deal was done and Tu Yi now owns Templar. Tu Yi was complacent. It won't be long now before Fan Bao belonged to him, too. So he cleaned up Fan Bao's online footprint, upgraded her profile, and literally erased millions of links that mentioned the name Fan Bao.

A week after Fan Bao signed away her rights to Templar, the company's engineers took the elevator to Tu Yi's penthouse in a panic. The mine was empty. They couldn't explain it but the mine was empty. All the rocks and minerals in it gone. The veins of gold that could became another source of revenue vanished. Templar controlled the mining and production of diamonds in the world. With its rich stockpile gone, total control of the diamond industry will fall to someone else. Tu Yi's head spun at the implication.

Tu Yi stepped out of his office into the terrace he had especially built so he could look down on L City and savor the feel of his power. Today, the clouds were overcast and there was a wind that portends rain. L City was awash in grey shadows, the mountains distant, the familiar landmarks unrecognizable because of the clouds.

He looked down at the long driveway that ended into a lover's knot at the front door of the building. It, too, seemed awash in greyness, the usually brilliant beach stones forming the knot dull, even drab. His gaze, however, seemed mesmerized by it. His eyes were as dull as the grey clouds, as dreary as the stones below.

A small ping sound suddenly alerted him and his eyes wandered dully to the open door. It took him a moment to realize that Fan Bao was standing there, looking at him with a small lift of her red lips. Tu Yi seemed to have regained life. He straightened and walked towards her, a smile in welcome.

They sat the around the large mahogany table like familiar adversaries. The silence lingered but it was not uncomfortable. Tu Yi had ordered drinks and finger food. He realized he was hungry and wanted a sip of his morning coffee badly. Fan Bao was sitting happily in her chair, her body was turning the chair to and fro, her long legs crossed and one polished black shoe pointed to the ground. She looked like a pretty child who had been out early from school.

"So, what does the pretty Miss Fan Bao want with me?" Tu Yi asked, sounding like a benevolent but actually greedily looking at Fan Bao like she was a dish he wished to devour.

Fan Bao didn't answer, merely continuing to move her chair as if she hadn't heard what he said. He didn't mind. He loved staring at her. He could stare at her for years, imagining her in his bed naked, her legs spread wide open, the crack between her nether lips bedewed with want and need. He crossed his legs as he felt desire stir down his crotch.

"How long do you think you can hold until the world discovers that Templar has been defanged?"

The question was flung at him without warning. Tu Yi was still in the middle of savoring his sexual fantasies so it took him a while to understand what she was talking about.

"Wha...What?" he stammered.

"The mines are empty, aren't they? Templar has been stripped of its power, its vast influence. How long do you think you can last until your competitors realize that you're actually bankrupt?"

"What are you talking about? Bankrupt? Templar is the leading trader and producer of diamonds in the entire world. How can it be bankrupt?" She was beginning to rile him, he realized. What did she know about the diamond business anyway? A teenager without education and who spent the last six years of her life lying in bed sick? Idiot girl.

"I'm not an idiot, Tu Yi. You know exactly what I'm talking about. I would surmise you have about a week before this news gets around. Less if your creditors start smelling the flight of capital."

"Are you threatening me?" he shouted at her. "You're just a foolish girl. What do you know about this anyway...."

"Yes, yes. I'm just an uneducated eighteen year old who spent the last six years of my life being sick. Is that what you wanted to say? Be original, will you? At least call me something else besides ignorant and uneducated."

Tu Yi gaped blankly at her.

"Here's what I want, "Fan Bao continued, her unblinking eyes trained on Tu Yi, "give me back Templar and we're quits. I will even ignore that little media mob thing you pulled off with your tweets. Or that attempt in my life and instead I will give you some money so you won't lose face with your family and friends. But I want you out. Now. This instant. Or else."

"How dare you threaten me, you little cunt," Tu Yi growled harshly. "You come in here and have the nerve to accuse me of doing things. I could have you killed right now and no one would ever raise a fuss, do you know that?"

"Do you know I can kill you now and I wouldn't even care if there is a fuss?" Fan Bao countered mockingly. "And don't call me little cunt. My cunt is sweeter and wetter than your wife and that little whore you've been banging in the servant's quarters combined. Seriously, dude? You, boinking an ignorant and uneducated maid whose cunt smells like a fish? Shame on you!"

Tu Yi's face turned beet red in mingled shame and anger. His little affair with the little saucy maid in their servant's quarters had been a deep dark secret he had successfully hidden from Li Jing for two years. No one had suspected. He would fuck her when everybody thought he was in the basement working out. No one knew that she was hiding in the bathroom waiting for him to arrive, her pussy wet, her clit engorged with excitement. Lu Lu had been a delicious piece of ass he was untiring of diddling. She was very passionate and eager with her body, her mouth like a warm cave that could suck his dick till he almost losses consciousness. No one knew. Or so he thought.

"I've read your files. Son of a prostitute who made good. You married a great lady with class. Yet you stoop so low just to fuck a servant? If you wanted a warm side dish to mash, why not that secretary of yours? She looks at you like you're some kind of meat several times warmed over. And she's the gravy waiting to bring out your sleeping taste."

Fan Bao laughed boisterously at her own witticism. Her laugh was equally enchanting but Tu Yi looked at her like she was some kind of a devil doll. He liked nothing better than to smash that pretty face of hers until she lay beaten and crumpled and begging at his feet.

"Not gonna happen," Fan Bao shook her head almost flirtatiously. "Dream on, Mr. Masturbator."

Fan Bao was still laughing when Tu Yi suddenly lunged at her with balled fists. She evaded another blow to the head and met his surging fist with a smashing blow to his sternum. Tu Yi rocked on his heels and keeled over, blood dripping from his lips.

"You look really good beaten and crumpled and begging at my feet," Fan Bao said, flicking a tiny lint on her sleeves. "I will give you until three this afternoon to change your mind. Otherwise, you will be completely and utterly destroyed, Masturbator man," Fan Bao laughed mockingly and turned on her heels. The door closed behind her. Tu Yi was left bleeding on the floor, his chest almost collapsed from the strength of Fan Bao's blow.