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Siren Song

Warning there will be very explicit scenes that may not be suitable for the faint of heart or who shy away easily! _________________________ For the sake of his family image and business he had to marry. Liang Jian Amal chose to go outside his family's wishes, and married a woman they deemed inappropriate. Fiery, independent, free-willed Chang Dumont soon found herself drawn to him and into a world and life she never thought was possible. ________________________ Hi thank you to everyone checking out my first work! This story is going to have at least a few hundred chapters, maybe more! I hope you enjoy! -kaya

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How Can I Be Sure

At first Chang couldn't believe that it was really Jian holding her. After all the lucid dreams she wasn't sure even now if she was in reality.

'Maybe this is just one long really messed up dream. Am I still tied up in that room?' Chang heard his words, 'if it is a dream it's a nice one, I'd rather have this than reality.'

"Yeah you were really late, but it's OK." She buried her face in his shoulder and let the angst out against him.

In between sobs she spoke. "It's OK because you're here and that's all that matters. Thank you Jian. Thank you.." As she let it out she relaxed and let the darkness of exhaustion take her in Jian's arms.

He felt the trembling figure in his arms start to sag in his arms and grow still. Fearing the worst he called her name frantically a few times and pulled her back to see that she was only sleeping.

From whatever had happened to her over the last few days her eyes had delicate bruising under them, her soft lips had cracked, a shadow of blue tinted one of her cheeks, and her pale face looked a little guant. Seeing her looking so tortured he felt his heart tear a little. He planted a light kiss on her forehead before carrying her into the helicopter and wrapping her in a blanket.

Erol helped him drag the man Liang Jian Amal had thrashed and strapped him up against the side, so that he wouldn't fall out.

Hao Jin Ying gasped in surprise and happiness seeing the unconscious woman wrapped in a blanket. She hastily wiped a few tears of joy from her eyes and fired up the radio which was connected to the palace.

"We have found her, I repeat Chang has been found!" She joyfully called over the radio wanting to let Li Hua find out immediately. Chang's disappearance had taken years off of her life.

After dragging the man in Liang Jian Amal sat in one of the few seats holding Chang tightly in his arms. Her bare legs and feet peeked out of the blanket drawing his eyes.

Her feet were wrapped in bloody soiled scraps, and little nicks and cuts went up to her mid calf.

'It looks like she was running desperately for a long time. I'm so sorry it took me so long to find you.' He held her tighter cradling her head to his shoulder as he adjusted the blankets to cover her legs more. He looked up and saw that Erol, on the other side had his eyes wandering all over Chang.

"Hey, retrieve your eyes before you lose them." Liang Jian Amal spoke in a low tone boring his eyes into the other man's.

"Hmm what? Sorry, this woman is incredibly beautiful."

"She's also my wife." 'Could you not tell from the way I've been towards her?'

Abashed the man turned his gaze away under Liang Jian Amal's glower and they continued the long flight home. Chang looked to be in need of immediate treatment.

After they were almost there, Chang woke up and blinked blankly up at him, looking like a little doll. She gave no reaction to what he said or did and merely clutched him closer. Silently attaching herself to him.

Jian carried her out of the helicopter, as she had bare, injured feet and carried her down the stairs. Chang held tightly her arms around his neck as her face was buried in his shoulder.

After trying to get her to respond or tell him of her condition he told her he was going to take her to a doctor. She mutely accepted it.

After the words on the ground she just wanted to hold him and be held at the moment. She still wasn't quite sure it was all real. It seemed real but she was afraid to break it all down with a word, like glass.