Fatal Attraction: The CEO & His Mischievous Wife

'S.e.xy LITTLE thing?' Ying Yue felt a flash of irritation rush through her as she heard the words. Taking a deep breath she continued to kick the bag as she completely ignored the guy behind her. She could tell he was waiting for her to respond but if she did it would not end well. A minute into her ignoring him she heard a scoff from behind.

"What babe, can't hear me? I said does a s.e.xy little thing like yourself want some help, cause you definitely need some tips on that form."

A smirk rose on her face as she rolled her eyes. Her need help on form? If she needed help it still would never be from some random bobo at this gym. Walking away from the current punching bag she went to the next farther one without responding. As soon as she reached the bag she slipped on her athletic face mask and continued practising. She always had a back-up mask that was specially altered to allow breathing during an aggressive workout. While she wanted him to leave she had a feeling that he was not about to stop bothering her. Continuing to practice she got to slip in thirty seconds before she heard footsteps behind her.

Feeling him reach over to grab her shoulder she ducked and swung around to the other side of the bag before kicking it forward. The bag swung catching the guy off guard and hit the "bobo" in his stomach. Ying Yue glared at him as she took in the a.s.s who kept disturbing her when all she wanted was a quiet workout. He was 5"11, medium build (more lean than anything) had short brown hair and sleezy eyes. 'Where does this guy get his confidence from???' She could see that he was the typical athletic look that some women would like but so what? There was no lack of attractive adonis level men that she had seen in her life for one this medicore to phase her.

A pair of rich brown eyes burned into her mind as thoughts of Xi Long renetered her head. 'Jiang. Ying. Yue! You just got him out of your mind and now he's back. Do you have no control???!!' Her brows furrowed when she realized that her mind was once again thinking about him. The whole point of this workout was to forget him and all it did was make her think of him more. Nothing about this a.s.s could compare to Xi Long. Xi Long's muscles were lean but tough and his shoulders were wide and dependable....'just thinking of it is making me drool.'

"You b*tch! How dare you hit me!!"

Hearing the cuss word Ying Yue came back to reality. Her eyes turned into slits as she glared at him. Controlling her breathing she held in her temper.

"Yes I did, now get lost. A good dog doesn't block the way." Pushing the bag against him again she walked away to grab a set of weights. Spotting a pair of 20lbs she grabbed them and sat down at the end of a free bench. She began doing curl ups with 30 rotations and with 3 sets. Every curl helped her build the burn in her arm and control her anger. Just for calling her a "bitch" she would've killed him but if she did she would lose this workout place. She could feel the guy glaring at her from a mile away and a sigh of exhuastion left her as she realized that he was not going to give up anytime soon. "Why is it so hard to workout nowadays???"

Hearing the footsteps resume she continued her set as she ignored him again.

"Did you not hear me?? Do you know who I am b*tch???"

"No, do you not know who you are? That's called amnesia get your a.s.s checked in the hospital instead of annoying people at the gym."

"What the F*CK did you just say to me! You should be grateful I even talked to an ugly b*tch like yourself."

"If I'm so ugly why are you trying to talk to me? GTFO with your dumb a.s.s." She didn't even spare him a look as he continued to antagonize her. Part of her was seething with anger and the other half could not be bothered to fall for his pathetic attempts at insulting her.

"You!!! You...!!!"

Ying Yue paused her set as she heard the change of tone. Dropping the barbell on the floor she dodged as she felt an arm reach for her. Grabbing it by the wrist she bent it backward and snapped it.

"You should've listened the first time I told you to get lost." Snapping her head towards him she held his wrist in her hand as she got up maintaining the pressure in her hand. Stepping forward she quickly launched a knee towards his groin. He bent over from the pain but couldn't drop to the floor since she held his wrist in an uncomfortable position.

"Let. go. of. me...!" He gritted his teeth in pain as he spoke.

A smirk graced Ying Yue's face behind her mask. After constantly annoying her for 10 minutes, now he wants her to leave him? "Hmm I can let you go....depending on if you agree to what I say.

"W-hat dd-o yo-u want..."

"An apology and a promise that you leave me the f.u.c.k alone and if you ever see me again you call me grandaunt."

"F*ck....you...I -I refuse."

"Oh really?" Taking his wrist she pivoted and took his arm behind his back. Placing a fist in the middle of his back she pulled his arm aggressively.

"Let...g-o of me...!"

"Call me grandaunt or else I don't mind breaking every limb on your body till it clears your amnesia." Applying more force she yanked his arm harder almost pulling it out of the socket.

"Grandaunt!!! Grandaunt!! I'm....sorry...let me go!!!"

Hearing him admit defeat she let him go and pushed him to the floor.

"Now scram, b*tch."