On the way back, Qin Miaomiao was too exhausted and fell asleep leaning against the seat. Lu Qing was driving, his expression cold and tense as he irritably loosened the button on his collar.
He glanced at Qin Miaomiao. That suppressed irritation surged again, stronger this time.
Ou bei Yao actually had the audacity to kidnap Qin Miaomiao. How could he even know her?
It felt like something that belonged to him was being coveted by someone else. This feeling made him deeply unsettled. That punch he had dealt earlier—far too light. He should’ve beaten him so badly he wouldn’t be able to stand.
When they arrived home, he didn’t wake her. Instead, he sat there silently, lit a cigarette but didn’t smoke it, resting one hand against the window as he watched the cigarette burn quietly.
When Qin Miaomiao woke up, she saw his dark, brooding face. The atmosphere around them was dim, but his eyes glimmered with an eerie light.
"We’re home? Why didn’t you wake me?"
He leaned in close, staring at her face for a long moment. The intensity of his gaze sent a shiver down her spine, raising goosebumps, before he finally spoke:
"I’m going to assign you a bodyguard."
A bodyguard? Wouldn’t that restrict her freedom?
Qin Miaomiao quickly shook her head. "No... there’s no need for that. I think I’m fine as I am now. I’m not used to having someone by my side."
His gaze carried a suffocating intensity. His voice was calm and firm:
Though he said those two words lightly, the pressure in his eyes left her with no room to refuse.
She swallowed down her objections. Fine. Better to lower her head for now while under the eaves. After all, he was doing this for her safety. She’d figure out a way to shake the bodyguard off later.
When they got out of the car, his hand suddenly gripped hers tightly, and he pulled her into the elevator. Neither of them spoke, but his grip on her hand was crushingly firm.
She bit her lower lip in silence. When they entered the apartment and the door closed behind them, he suddenly pushed her against the door and kissed her fiercely.
Qin Miaomiao could only passively endure it. The kiss bordered on pain.
She was his. Only his.
So, no one else was allowed to touch her.
And she shouldn’t even think about escaping his control.
He had a desperate urge to hide her away, somewhere no one else could see her.
Qin Miaomiao, you are mine. Only mine!
When Qin Miaomiao woke up again, her body ached all over. Even sitting up took effort. Lowering her head, she saw several conspicuous red marks on her arm.
That bastard Lu Qing didn’t have even a shred of tenderness. She had fainted, and he still hadn’t let her go!
Was it Ou bei Yao’s appearance that awakened his primal instincts? If this continued, she wouldn’t be able to handle it. And that three-month agreement they’d made before—did it still count?
Lu Qing’s obsession with her body had become almost pathological. Or maybe... he was with other women too?
Hmm. The thought of that possibility made her feel strange deep down, a discomfort she couldn’t quite explain.
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