Fatal Attraction: The CEO & His Mischievous Wife

Ying Yue stretched her limbs as she silently made her way home. The only sounds accompanying her, were the sound of her feet against the pavement. It was just past midnight when she left so it was dead silent in the area other than the occasional drug deals. Her pace was leisurely as if she was walking through her own backyard, the threat of potentially being attacked not phasing her at all. A small chuckle left her as she remembered the faces of the two stumpy men who dared to plan against her. Their idiocracy and blatant fear for her was both amusing and exhilarating. Tonight she had let herself slightly slip back to her old self, the power she felt from creating fear was something she couldn't change. That were the rules, the strong survived and the weak either followed the strong or died. Fear proved you were strong and more fear gave you power.

Making it out of the city bounds she followed an unusual path through the city taking shortcuts and random alleyways. While she was sure no one was following her, she could never be too safe. After an hour of wandering she finally made it back to her apartment. Unlocking her door she went inside and instantly turned on the security system locking her entire apartment down.

Turning the lights on, she walked towards her bedroom as she stripped her hoodie and mask off. Pulling each article of clothing off she threw them into the corner of her room, the dirt and blood stained on them had to be cleaned but she was too tired to do them right now. Feeling dirt on her skin, she grabbed her towel and a long shirt with small shorts to bring with her into the bathroom. Turning her shower handle on high she stood under the steaming water as it lightly burned her skin. The familiar ache in her bones coupled with the heat from the shower made a smile grace her face. "It's been so long..." she whispered to herself. Inwardly she knew that she should be grateful for her current peace but she couldn't help but miss these moments. The fights, her sore body, it was her routine for the past 12 years of her life.

Standing under the water she finally left the bathroom when her fingers started to shrivel. Grabbing her towel she quickly wiped herself down. As she dried herself of she felt spots of dull pain. Glancing at the bathroom mirror she saw small splatches of bruises on her back, her hip, and a small bruise on her wrist. "Damn." Despite her evading most of the attacks when she was fighting in the dark she had accidentally been pushed around and hit as she crept towards the door. It was too tedious to move around all of them so she willingy took some hits to get out faster. Her skin was easy to bruise so it was not a surprise that she had these marks. Draping herself in her shirt and shorts she ignored the bruises and threw herself on her bed. As soon as her head hit the pillow she entered the dreamworld.

***

Ying Yue was curled up in her bed when she heard her doorbell ring. Her eyes twitched in annoyance as she heard the ring continue. Opening one eye she grabbed her phone and checked the time.

'2:00 p.m.' Her eyes both closed as she tried to go back to bed. No sooner than she closed her eyes, her doorbell rang again.

Ring! Ring! Ring! RING! RRRIIINNNGGG!

Throwing the sheets off her bed she quickly went to freshen up before storming to her door. 'Hmph, they can wait if they want to see me!' Normally Ying Yue would have already went to the door and screamed at the person disturbing her but subconsciously she redirected herself to the bathroom first. In her heart she knew that it had to be Han Xi Long who was bothering her this early in the day and she wanted to be at least presentable in front of him - not that she would admit it! Freshening up and double checking her appearance in the mirror she finally made her way to the door 5 minutes later. Ripping the door open she stared at the obnoxious man before her.

"Miss me kitten?"

Her face felt warm when she saw his lazy grin as he stared at her. His eyes trailed down her body and stopped at her exposed legs, darkening at the view. His hands twitched as the urge to touch them rose. Controlling himself he once again refocused on her face. He had held himself back from visiting her last night and he had rushed his meetings the morning so he could spend the rest of the day with her. It surprised him that no matter how much he prepared himself before seeing her he was always caught off guard by how stunning she was. Right now, in mid-day she stood before him in a long shirt that barely went past half her t.h.i.g.hs, hair messy from sleep, and a face shining from natural beauty. Not to mention those dewy lips that begged him to taste and plunder. 'Was...was she n.a.k.e.d underneath?' The question bothered him but after her anger yesterday he had to tone down the physical touching.

"Why are you here." Ying Yue noticed the way he looked at her and a warm prideful feeling filled her at his reaction. This sinful man was attracted to her and it pleased her.

"To see you of course, now kitten are you going to let me in or shall we continue ...here."

"Continue what, hmph, come in but this doesn't mean anything! I just don't want my neighbours to misunderstand."

"Misunderstand? Oh, I hope they would misunderstand. It'll help me keep all the pesky little flies away."

"Flies? Is there an infestation? How would that even help? Have you finally lost that insufferable brain of yours."

Laughing, Xi Long saw her confused look as she questioned him. It was hard to imagine that this powerful little woman in front of him would be murderous but also this innocent about these matters. It pleased him that she had not much experience with other men, let alone any, she was his and only his.

"What? Cat got your tongue? Why did you come over and not speak." Ying Yue pouted as she said this watching the man stand there in a daze.

"A cat hasn't got my tongue but I'd love it of a kitten did." He smirked and wrapped his hands around her bringing her close to his body. As he brought her closer, she struggled and accidentally hit one of her bruises.

"Ouch." Xi Long frowned when he heard her comment. His face turned cold as he realized that she was hurt, pulling the sleeve of her shirt up he saw a dark bruise on her frail wrist. Anger filled him and the temperature dropped in the room.

With his jaw clenched he asked her - "WHO...DID...THIS!"