Fatal Attraction: The CEO & His Mischievous Wife

Helplessness filled him as he watched his kitten command him to get off her bed. Yes, he had jumped the gun at promising her to follow her rules but he was also not expecting to be caught so carefully in her words! He usually could see through such petty tricks but there was something about her that made him trust her without doubt and for that, he had ended up in this situation. Glancing at her again he saw her stare at him with her chin lifted up and sparkling eyes filled with humor and pride of fooling him. "Alright, I will get off the bed but you cannot expect me to sleep on the b.a.r.e floor. Its hard and cold, my back cannot take it." He spoke with grievance and an expression of someone being bullied.

Black lines marked across her forehead 'this man never fails to tease me...', but the way he spoke to her coupled with his facial expression actually made her feel a pang of guilt. Guilt for what though? All she was doing was protecting herself! She could not be made guilty for this! Satisfied with her reasoning she began thinking of how to make the floor more comfortable. While she could not let him sleep with her, she could also not let him sleep against the b.a.r.e floor with no padding.

Walking over to her closet she began rummaging through her stuff looking for anything she might have that could be used. She found lots of clothes and one set of alternative bedding but nothing thicker. 'Hmm i mean I could make something by stuffing clothing...? But it will be too lumpy.' Finding nothing she sighed in defeat before seeing a small black bag peaking out of the bottom edge of her closet. Grasping onto it she began pulling it out and smiled with relief when she realized what it was. Earlier when she had moved in to her apartment she had used an inflatable bed before her actual bed had arrived. It was approximately a year ago but she had easily forgot that she even had it. When she had packed it away she had stuffed it into the corner of her closet and jammed a bunch of stuff around it blocking it from her view. Pulling harder she tried aggressively to get the bag out but other than moving a bit it was stuck tight in her closet.

Seeing her struggle to grab something he began rising from the bed to help her but, before he could get out of bed he heard her stop him. "I can do this, just sit there! Hmph this is a small task I can do it by myself."

Sitting down she placed her legs against the ends of the closet and gripped the bag tighter. Using a forceful pull she aggressively pulled the bag out. With that pull, the bag slipped out half way from the closet. Using one more pull she freed the bag from her closet however, she had overestimated the amount of force she would need. As the bag broke free she could feel that she was unstable causing her to fall on to her back with the small black bag slamming into her c.h.e.s.t. "Oof." Before she could register what happened she heard a deep chuckle from the side.

"Haha Hah," Xi Long could not control himself as he began laughing at the comical sight before him. When she had told him to sit still he was smiling at her stubborn pride and he had no doubt that she could do it by herself. She was a strong woman who could take care of herself but that made him want to take care of her even more. Then all of a sudden he saw her fall backward but what made it hilarious was the lost and dazed expression she had on her face added with the small sound she made.

"You!!! You how dare you laugh at me." Dusting herself off she got up and threw the black bag at him. "You find it funny then you can inflate this. Hmph."

Catching the bag in his hands he bit his lips to stop his chuckles from coming out. "I'm not laughing at you kitten, I'm laughing with you."

Irritation filled her eyes, "Laughing WITH me? Do you see me laughing??"

"Yes I do, internally. Now move lemme blow this bed up or we will be arguing all night." His eyes twinkled with humor as he got out of bed and opened the black bag up.

"I am not arguing with you, as long as you listen to everything I say why will we argue?"

"Mhmm, yes I will listen to you from now on." Xi Long smiled and spoke with indulgence as he said those words. Plugging the attached machine into the wall, he let the machine slowly pump air into the mattress. Ying Yue nodded her head before pausing, 'Why does it feel like I am missing something?' The way he spoke made her feel as if she was a wife torturing her husband and he was giving into her. 'Wife?! Jiang Ying Yue you better stop thinking this nonsense, you know you could never be with him.' Sadness filled her eyes for a second as she immediately pushed those thoughts out of her head and returned to her humor filled expression.

Xi Long had his back turned and missed the slight change in her expression. As the mattress finished rising he put the machine away and secured the air within the bed. Then stepped aside as Ying Yue placed his covers,p pillow and blankets onto the bed. "There, done. You can sleep now, remember no sneaking into my bed or I will be kicking your pineapple b.u.t.t out of this room." Glancing at him one more time she turned to her bed and climbed into her sheets with her back turned to him.

Han Xi Long, climbed into his bed and lightly smiled at the mobility of it. His whole body sunk into it as he turned onto his side and stared at her back and her raven black hair strewn across her pillow. A warm feeling filled his heart as he continued to watch her sleep, while he knew logically that she probably was just faking sleep in front of him, he still enjoyed it. He and her had already progressed so quickly in their relationship and was more than willing to sleep on the floor if he could spend more time with her. Her trust in him was growing and he himself could not understand what it was that made him push and aggressively pursue her. As he began falling asleep, his phone lit up as a he received a text.

Reading the message, his eyes darkened with anger and hate. Whispering to himself, he gripped the phone hard in his hand "tomorrow..."