Kapitel 13: 1.13
[Warning: Smut]
"You're keeping our relationship hidden?" Jianyu asked as he slumped his freshly showered self into the bed, his eyes looked strained and weary.
"It's, it's what's best for now," I bit my lip, inching slightly closer to the edge of the bed.
"Say's who?" He cocked an eyebrow, shifting closer to make up the distance I'd made.
"The company," I gulped as I noticed he had yet to dry his hair. Water dripped down his neck onto his tanned, broad chest.
"And you're in agreement?"
I nodded, unable to verbally agree.
"But we'll be married in the summer," he muttered, obviously displeased, "when does your contract with them end?"
Had he and Zhiyue actually made plans to marry in the Summer? There were no records of wedding planning on her computer or mobile. I had just assumed it was something he came up with to placate Su Meng.
Not to mention, he had yet to diverge any information on Zhiyue's past. Her family. Or his. Did they even know about us?
"Two years."
He frowned, then reached for his phone on the bedside cabinet, "do you want to continue working?" The phone screen lit up his face, illuminating the displeasure on his face. Could I even say yes?
"Not really, but I cannot afford to-"
"How much?" He asked, his voice sounding bitter and cold.
"Su Meng said it was a few million more than what I have currently," I explained nervously.
With my amnesia and lack of understanding of this world, I relied heavily on Su Meng, though reluctantly, to guide me with my finances.
I could not afford to cancel the contract just yet, maybe within the year. However, after that, even if I sold everything I owned, just how long could I live on it?
When I eventually leave my career, I had planned to move abroad, and stay somewhere peaceful and quiet to avoid that psycho until my natural death. Then Zhiyue's soul would be mine and I'd find a new life, a more agreeable life, one where he'd not find me again.
"I'll pay it," he set the phone back down with a loud thud on the wooden cabinet, then turned back to face me, "just quit it okay? I'll take care of you from now on."
My heart skipped a beat.
How could I do that when I was already making plans to leave him?
"It's a lot, a lot of money," I fumbled for words under his intense gaze.
He scoffed, "I have enough to support my wife."
Wife.
"N-no, I can't expect you to do that for me."
"Why not?" He emitted a cold pressure, making me wish I could escape him before I froze completely under him. "Am I not your fiance? What is wrong with me wanting to support you?"
"Nothing," I mumbled, my eyes unable to maintain his gaze any longer, drifted to my fumbling hands.
Before I knew it the world spun and I was under him, being pressed firmly into the mattress.
My mind ran wild with the thoughts of the last time we were in this position, in this very same bed. My face flushed with warmth.
"Then it's settled, I'll arrange it tomorrow."
His rough, calloused hands held my cheeks as his elbows leaned into the bed beside my head.
I felt caught up in a whirlwind, unable to resist.
"You are happy with me right?" Insecurity dripped from his low tone. Guilt overwhelmed me.
"Why would I be unhappy?" I gulped, feeling his thumbs press a little harder as they smoothed out my cheeks.
If it were not for the looming danger over his head, I would be more than happy to repay his warmth for a lifetime. But if I remained by his side, one day it would end in his death. He was just a human. Weak. Fragile. After this life, he would be reborn and forget me.
"You don't look happy."
I flinched at his words. He wasn't wrong. I was terrified. Terrified of losing him even though he was just a stranger I'd barely known for a few months.
At least from afar, I could watch over him. Watch him live a long, happy, and safe life. One day he would find someone worthy. It would hurt. But to see him fulfill his life, would be worth it.
"Luna," his voice sounded hoarse as I felt a slightly familiar object press into my core.
My eyes drifted back up to his, seeing those steel grey eyes peer right into me, piercing right into my very fabric of being.
"Why are you afraid?"
His question caught me off-guard. How could he see into me so clearly?
Unable to come up with anything, I replied honestly, "I'm scared of losing you."
His thin lips twitched at my response.
"But I'm right here."
My hands slowly slid along his bare back, before they clutched tightly, "yes, yes you're here."
Before I could make sense of what was going on, those thin lips pressed against mine, hungry, desperate with need.
When they finally parted, my mind was muddled and my eyes glistened in a daze.
"I'll always be here," his breath tickled my neck before he pressed against it. Firmly kissing and then biting, leaving a clear mark.
Under him, I could only melt into a puddle as his hands wandered to lift my pyjama top and those calloused hands gripped onto my breast.
Gasping, I arched my back, unintentionally pressing my core against his bulge.
"I want you," his husky tone almost vibrated into my ear.
What was I supposed to say to that?
Seeing I did not refuse or push him away, his lips moved back to mine, consuming me as his fingers pinched at my nipple making me gasp. His tongue slid in with ease, teasing mine.
Breathlessly he pulled apart, leaving me cold as he pushed up into a kneeling position. His predatory gaze did not leave mine once as he pulled off my pyjama bottoms and underwear together and tossed them aside.
Then he shifted, pressing my thighs apart, thumbs digging deeply into my flesh as he looked at my core with the same hungry gaze.
Embarrassed I closed my eyes, my hands gripping the bedsheet beneath me.
His warm breath tickled against my flesh before his tongue reached out to slide between my folds. Gasping, I held onto the bed sheet tightly as he began to tease and toy with my clit, building up a rhythm.
Just as I felt ready to explode, he pulled apart, then his now sweet-tasting lips pressed back on mine and his cock entered me so suddenly my eyes snapped open.
I could only remain like putty in his hands as our semi-dressed bodies merged together. Unlike before, when he was cautious and gentle, I felt like he was taking out all the pent-up anger and insecurities on me as he pounded into me.
Eventually, he bit my lip teasingly and leaned up, his hands gripping my hips as he forcefully merged us together over and over. I felt like I was drowning at sea, with wave after wave of pleasure further muddling my sanity.
Just as I felt myself going truly insane, he pulled apart from me, leaving my exposed core cold to the air.
"Jianyu," I mumbled, blinking the tears from my eyes.
"We'll get the marriage certificate tomorrow," he spoke in an authoritative tone that was unwilling to be denied.
"Y-yes," I gulped, sitting up and inching back from him.
"Are you using contraception?" He asked suddenly, catching me off guard. Shouldn't this be a discussion for another time? Like before he took off my pants?
Technically I was using nothing. However, System told me it could stop me from ovulating, and could even stop my periods. Which I'd gratefully accepted since the first time we'd had sex.
"Yes."
"Come off it," he spoke in that same tone. Shouldn't this conversation be spoken after marriage, in different circumstances...
Just what the fuck was going on in this man's mind?
"W-what?"
Instead of replying he rolled me over, then lifted my hips into the air, his length pressing against my folds.
"Tomorrow you'll be my wife," he said, further confusing my already muddled brain.
"Yes," I shivered as I felt his tip toying at my entrance.
"What will I be?"
Blinking, I tried to turn my head to face him.
"Husband."
Just before he pressed into me, I caught that same predatory gaze again, a smug smile at the corner of his lips.
He plunged into me deeply, hitting right at that tender spot that drove me wild.
"Say it again," his hoarse voice drove me insane as he pulled back out.
"Husband Ah-" I moaned out loud caught off guard as he plunged in again.
"Again," he growled in a smug tone.
"Husband."
AUTORENGEDANKEN 
Raychbunni
Raychbunni Poor Luna, she might have the intention to run away but I don't think our Captain Fu has any intentions of her getting very far...
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