Fatal Attraction: The CEO & His Mischievous Wife

"Boss do you still want to head towards the office or the east prison? I've received word that they will he there within the next two hours."

"Office." His fingers itched to go to east prison and violently torture the rat. However, there was also some work that he had to complete in the office. The quicker he finished that, the quicker he is able to leave. Closing his eyes a bit of exhaustion wore through him. He had initially thought that he could sleep peacefully last night, especially since he was drained from controlling his body but that was far from the truth. After tossing and turning, he could not fall asleep no matter what he did. It was only when he heard the sound of her light breathing from her bed did he give up on sleeping altogether. Propping himself onto his elbows he turned to face her. Her jade skin looked soft and supple under the faint moonlight. Her raven black hair was loose and spread out everywhere. Reaching forward he lightly moved a hair strand from her face. As soon as he touched her, her eyebrows scrunched in response to being disturbed. He quickly retracted his hand and waited with a baited breath for her to relax again. The second her face became calm he leaned away and sat upright against the wall.

'She's really s.e.n.s.i.t.i.v.e...' Xi Long had only lightly touched her, a graze even but it was enough to wake her from her slumber. It seemed that she had subconsciously knew it was him lowering her defenses. He had no doubt that if it was any other situation, before the hand even touched her she would have woken up. His mind raced again fueled by the serenity of the night about who she was exactly. They had known and met each other for around a week but it was his first time meeting someone he was so interested in. What was it about her?? No matter how many times he asked himself this question he could never answer because it was all of her - even the parts he doesn't know.

His own network could not figure out her identity, looking at her face she was around twenty two years old but it was as if she never existed. No records, rarely caught on camera and if she was it always mysteriously disappeared. She wore dark clothing and a face mask whenever she left the apartment but did not act as if she was anything but a normal civilian. Her apartment even, it was simple and clean but in a mediocre area with no additional security measures. He had a sneaking suspiscion that the apartment had a lot more than he could see. The only thing he noticed was when he had knocked on her door the second time and tried to turn the knob there was a greater resistance. As if someone was holding it on the other side physically stopping him, but by the time she opened the door he could tell that she had just freshened up. Could there be a mechanical blocker that is tied to an internal security system? His hands itched to survey the apartment but he also could not risk the chance of setting something off. If he set it off, rain or no rain he would be thrown outside this apartment. A sigh escaped him as he looked back at her seemingly innocent face.

'When did I, the Han Xi Long, become someone who was so scared of a woman he could not even walk around an apartment??'

Speaking quietly but outloud he reassured himself - "its okay...all men have done this at one point for a woman. I am nothing but a mortal...." His forehead rose as he felt like laughing at himself. If his friends ever heard him speak like this they would laugh stating that he had become a whipped man. Though truly he could not risk anything at the moment. It was enough for him with the current level of trust she gave him, one day, he had belief that she would voluntarily tell him the rest. His only fear was that the truth would be gruesome. No matter what, for a woman this young to become this trained and exude such bloodl.u.s.t....she had definitely seen many battles.

Bloodl.u.s.t is not something you can fake, it comes with every battle you survive and with every life that's stained your hands. Looking down at his own rough hands he clenched them while looking at the several scars covering them. There were small ones that were barely noticeable on first sight but were plentiful in numbers. He himself had seen many wars. To take control of the company and establish his current base there was barely anything he did not sacrifice. To earn respect in the underground you had to prove your worth and showcase your strength. He personally had to steel his heart and destroy every person who dared to test his authority. It was nothing he was proud of but it was necessary. That is why he was the man he was today, ruthless and vicious both in business and underground. Rubbing his eyes, he stopped the flashbacks from entering his mind. He had a date with his Kitten and was happy, he did not want to reminisce on anything nehatjve and bring his mood down.

Glancing at his phone he saw the time glaring back at him. It was 5 a.m. and he still had not fallen asleep. Laying back down on the makeshift bed he turned back to face her and closed his eyes willing for sleep to take him. This was when he was actually able to fall asleep but he had woken up in a few hours to make breakfast. Seeing her still sleeping he did not have the heart to wake her but he also could not remain sleeping. So he had gotten up and gotten everything ready with the minuscule amount of sleep he had got.

Hearing the car move through familiar turns he knew that they were nearing the office. Reopening his eyes and braced himself for the long day ahead of him but his eyes were fiery at the thought of later tonight. He was tired but never too tired for revenge.