Imprisoning the Black Moonlight

After hanging up the phone, the man felt a tightness in his chest, unable to calm down, as his friend's words echoed in his ears for a long time.

“Ah Jin, we were classmates, I advise you to stay away from Yao Gongyue. Beauty is a double-edged sword. Besides, she is Chinese. Your Hong family has countless eyes watching you in Southeast Asia, and countless guns pointed at you. You know better than I do.”

I don't know how you managed to get that person to J country. I advise you to send them back immediately, and I'll pretend I never heard of this!

The night was deep and the dew was heavy. A thin layer of mist clung to the top of the cold, aloof man's hair as he sat there for a long time, like a statue.

Send it back? How? For over two hundred days, he almost lost his life, unable to sleep night after night, and experiencing hallucinations in broad daylight, occasionally hearing Yuebao calling him.

Although he appeared to be no different from a normal person on the surface, Hong Jin knew in his heart that he was about to reach his limit.

Hong Jie's unintentional remark gave him a glimpse of salvation from a dead end, so how could he possibly give up this only chance of survival?

Yuebao, power and money are just a passing fancy to me. All I, Hong Jin, desire in this life is you.

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When the man came in again, Yao Gongyue had already taken fever-reducing medicine, her mind was a complete mess, and she was sitting on the bed in a daze.

"Baby, are you feeling better?" He naturally sat down next to the girl, touched her forehead with his large hand, and saw that she still had a high fever, causing his handsome brows to furrow even more.

"I'm fine now. When are you going to take me home?" Yao Gongyue came to her senses and looked at the man softly.

"Go back? Go back where?" The man's sinister voice was as cold as ice.

"Back to the hotel! Our group's exchange performance is over, and we're going back to China tomorrow morning!" She answered weakly, pressing her aching forehead.

"Hmph!" Hong Jin sneered, "Yuebao, are you really stupid, or are you just pretending to be confused?"

"Wh-what do you mean?" Yao Gongyue's slender white fingers paused on her forehead, her beautiful eyes lifting as she looked at the man with a puzzled expression, a sense of unease welling up inside her.

"You died in that accident, baby. The one who survived is my fiancée, Hong Jin!" The man said calmly, brushing aside her long hair and running his cold fingertips across her slender white neck, sending shivers down her spine.

"Hong Jin!"

For a minute, Yao Gongyue's mind went blank. Her cheeks were flushed an unnatural red, but her lips turned pale and trembled slightly. Her breathing became rapid, and she began to hum softly through her nose.

"Brother Jin, you know I'm timid. Don't scare me, I'm scared!"

"Don't be afraid, baby! I'm here!" The man pulled her into his arms and gently patted her trembling back. "Yuebao, from now on, I'll protect you! From now on, no one will be able to hurt you!"

"Brother Jin!" Yao Gongyue tentatively hugged the man's strong waist, snuggling closer to him, and whimpered, "You don't know how much I've suffered for this job. It's finally starting to look promising, and I can take the joint entrance exam in the second half of the year. You can't ruin my future!"

The man's wolfish eyes understood, but he still coaxed her gently, "It's okay, baby, I'll take care of you from now on!"

"No!" She angrily pushed the man away from his embrace, then realized she might have gone a bit too far, and hugged his neck again. "I don't want it! It's cool for a girl to earn her own money to buy flowers!"

She still looked as alluring as ever, but the man was no longer so "underestimating" her, letting her cling to him and act coquettishly without saying a word.

Yao Gongyue grew increasingly panicked. She loosened her grip on the man's arm and looked at him intently. "Hong Jin, are you serious?"

"What do you think?" He looked at the chameleon-like little imp with a playful glint in his eyes, a half-smile on his face.

The beautiful young woman stared into the man's wolfish eyes. When he didn't try to conceal them, his eyes carried an innate majesty, looking down on all living beings from a high position. Just one glance was enough to make people feel terrified. Only then did she realize that he really wasn't joking.

Hong Jin watched in disbelief as fear gradually spread across her face. She shook her head, got out of his arms, and shuffled backward step by step, like a frightened quail.

"Watch out!" The moment she fell off the bed, the man scooped the panicked girl back into his arms and pulled her close. "Yuebao, you have to stay with me!"

What he really wanted to say was, "Yuebao, you have to save me!" These two hundred days of longing had made him realize that he couldn't live without her, no matter what.

Yao Gongyue struggled desperately, "No, I want to go home!"

"Yuebao, from now on, I am your home!"

"No, you're not!" She broke down in tears, clutching the man's collar tightly. "Hong Jin, I beg you, let me go back. My mother and aunt, they won't be able to live without me. Please, I beg you..."

"And what about me?" The man finally lost his patience, grabbing her shoulders and growling, "What am I supposed to do?"

Like a wild beast whose scales have been touched, he roared through gritted teeth, his eyes red, "Look, Yuebao, open your eyes and look!"

Suddenly, the man went berserk and ripped open his shirt, revealing his muscular chest with crisscrossing scars of varying depths. The newest scar on his waist was even oozing blood.

"Yuebao, look at the way I look now, neither human nor ghost!" He took off his shirt and threw it aside, then lifted her face, which she had turned away, and forced her cheeks close to his terrifying chest.

"I've tried, baby, I really have, but it doesn't work, I can't let go!"

Hong Jin had always been a refined and elegant gentleman, a picture of tranquility and grace. She had never seen him like this before, covered in scars, his eyes bloodshot, his hair disheveled, his veins bulging, and his fingertips trembling slightly from the intense restraint he was displaying.

“Yuebao, at first, I hated you. Every time I missed you so much that I went crazy, I would stab myself to numb myself with pain and force myself to forget you, this heartless woman. I thought that time could make this hatred and this heartache disappear.”

He choked back tears as he pulled her soft hand to his heart. "But the deeper the knife goes, the less I hate you. I can only catch my breath by looking at your photos and videos over and over again every day."

Yuebao, have you ever experienced that feeling of missing someone so much that it drains your soul? I can't go on living, Yuebao!

He became increasingly frantic, suddenly pulling her into his arms and burying his face in her neck like a drug addict, sucking on the sweet scent emanating from her flesh. "Baby, save me, save me..."

The man's breathing grew heavier, and his grip became increasingly forceful. She was wearing a silver-gray silk slip dress, which was already swaying precariously. With a flick of his hand, the dress fell down to her waist.

Suddenly feeling a chill on her chest, the girl reflexively tried to cover her heaving breasts, but her attempt only made things worse. The man had already lost his senses in that fleeting glimpse.

"Baby, put your hands down, let me see..." He deliberately lowered his voice to entice her, and the resonance in his chest was exceptionally alluring.

"Hong Jin, calm down!" The girl's tearful, childlike voice became an aphrodisiac for the man.

"Baby, be good, be obedient, and you'll suffer less!"

Hong Jin was consumed by grief. For more than half a year, he had been filled with regret, regretting how he had been tricked by her sweet words and had repeatedly let her go.

This time, he won't leave her any way out.

The man forcibly pinned the girl's soft, boneless hands above her head, pressed his large hands against her slender, white waist, and forced her softness against his hot chest. A strange, tingling sensation spread throughout his body, and goosebumps rose all over his skin.

"No, Hong Jin..." she stammered in shock. The man's intense hormones were overwhelming. He was already tall and strong, and with his whole body pressing down on her, Yao Gongyue felt like she was being attacked by a wild beast, and screamed in fright.

"Baby!" The man breathed heavily, supporting himself with one arm beside her, gazing adoringly into her tearful, startled eyes. "Baby, don't be scared. It might hurt a little, but bear with it, okay?"

"No, Hong, Hong Jin, Brother Jin, I'm really scared, please..." The girl beneath him was in pain and despair, like a frightened little rabbit that had fallen into a wolf's den.

“It’s no use, baby,” he lowered his head and gently kissed her eyebrows, cheeks, and nose, then gently bit her trembling red lips, trying to soothe her fear with the little tenderness he had left.

"Today, pleading and begging won't work!"

"Waaaaah... Hong Jin, you, you can't do this to me..." She shook her head in despair.

"I can! Baby, and I absolutely have to..."

After the man finished speaking, he gave her no further room to resist and did as he pleased. The girl's desperate sobs echoed through the cold building, even the moon seemed to disappear into the clouds...