Imprisoning the Black Moonlight

In the luxurious bedroom, before the floor-to-ceiling windows, a beautiful scene unfolds. A young girl's delicate body is partially concealed, her sweet, alluring voice barely audible, punctuated by soft sobs. The man's rough, deep voice tries his best to control himself.

“Baby, take your hand away…”

"No, go away..." Yao Gongyue's meow-like voice trembled, causing a pang of heartache.

"Be good, and I'll give you a kiss!" Hong Jin's voice grew deeper and deeper, carrying a clear hint of coaxing.

"No, you jerk!" The girl turned her blushing face away in embarrassment. This man had completely overturned her understanding of what was acceptable; he had no bottom line and wanted to kiss her everywhere.

"Okay, I'm a naughty girl!" Hong Jin smiled indulgently and gently kissed her beautiful, teary eyes. "Be good, give me your hand!"

"No, you liar!" she angrily slapped the man's large hand, twisting her waist desperately to prevent him from succeeding.

"Baby, be good, okay?" He asked, but his question was utterly domineering and left no room for refusal.

The moon pierced through the clouds at that moment, its bright, cold light pouring down and casting ambiguous shadows on the huge French windows.

In the distant woods, a drunken boy, a single tear rolling down his cheek, stared at the violently shaking curtains, gritting his teeth in pain, his fists almost crushing his bones.

"Little fairy... little fairy..."

Pudu never knew that watching the girl he loved belong to another man could be so heart-wrenching, so unbearably painful...

……

After an unknown amount of time, the sobbing in the bedroom subsided a little. The satisfied man carried the soft, boneless girl out of the bathroom and carefully placed her on the bed.

Yao Gongyue glared at him fiercely, then turned away and refused to look at him again.

The man wisely poured her a glass of water and hugged her tightly from behind, saying, "Yuebao, drink some water!"

The pitiful girl remained silent, her long fingernails, hidden under her pillow, almost digging into her flesh, and the tip of her tongue, bitten so badly, tasted blood.

"Get off me!" She pushed the man weakly, and after calming down, she struggled to get out of bed.

"Where are you going?" Hong Jin didn't dare to be too presumptuous. He followed behind her, carefully placing his large hand on the girl's slender waist, afraid that she might lose her balance and fall again.

"I haven't put on my body lotion yet!" She sat down at the dressing table, fiddling with a bunch of bottles and jars.

This dressing table was added by Hong Jin on her second day of arrival. It was an antique from China, made of huanghuali wood, with intricate and exquisite carvings, and was exceptionally luxurious. It didn't match the typical Southeast Asian style of the bedroom, but what did that matter, as long as she liked it.

He discovered by chance that this little thing seemed to really like Chinese antiques. Every time he gave her something, besides clothes and bags, she was interested in jewelry and small items that were auctioned in China.

He had always known that she was a troublesome little devil, but after living together, he realized that his imagination about women was still too limited. Every day, she would use all those bottles and jars, and she wouldn't go to sleep until she had applied them for half an hour. Not to mention, she wouldn't let him touch her hair, and he couldn't even kiss her after she applied lipstick, and so on.

The man shook his head with a wry smile. His methods were not exactly aboveboard to begin with, and if he angered people over such trivial matters, they would cause him a lot of trouble every day. He had no choice but to compromise.

"Are you done applying it, Yuebao?" Hong Jin came up behind her, watching her close the lid of the last jar of face cream and turn off the light on the beauty device before speaking.

"Hmm!" Yao Gongyue said coldly, clearly not wanting to talk to him, and got into bed on her own.

"What's wrong? Are you upset?" He shamelessly pressed himself against her, but she didn't react at all.

"Did it hurt?" The man placed his large hand on her lower abdomen and asked cautiously.

Seeing that she still didn't speak, Hong Jin pursed his thin lips, turned her over, and only then did he realize that her face was already covered with tears. He immediately became nervous and frowned, "What's wrong? Baby?"

"Hong Jin, how long are you going to keep me locked up? I feel like I've become a sex object with no dignity whatsoever. How could you do this to me?"

Hong Jin felt as if his heart had been ripped out of his chest and thrown onto a raging fire. The pain made him break out in a cold sweat and tremble all over. The air he inhaled was stuck in his lungs, neither rising nor falling.

"Yuebao!" The man pulled her into his arms. "What more do you want from me? What do I have to do to make you stay?"

Do I really have to risk my life to be satisfied?

He risked everything, including being abandoned by his family and even going to prison, to bring her to him, but what was the result? He calculated everything, but he failed to calculate her heart.

"Yuebao, don't go!" His heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, and all his internal organs ached. He held the petite woman in his arms, burying his head in her chest, just like Jinjin who had been wronged and punished by her. He didn't say a word but felt extremely aggrieved.

"You can't lock me up for life!" Yao Gongyue couldn't hold back any longer. Her period was already three days late. She was only twenty years old, in the prime of her life. If she got pregnant, everything would be over.

The girl desperately pounded on the man in her arms, crying out in despair, "How could you be so greedy? You want everything! Give me back my life, give it back to me..."

"No, Yuebao!" Hong Jin let her long fingernails scratch his neck, still holding her tightly. "I don't want anything, I can give up everything, I just want you! Yuebao, power, money, I can give up everything, please, don't leave me..."

Having been lonely at the top since childhood, his heart had long been numb. For the sake of power and glory, he had castrated himself of all happiness. Only by her side did he regain his soul.

Yuebao, either we live happily together, or we torture each other. What's done is done, so there's no going back.

Yao Gongyue cried so hard she could barely breathe. The anxiety and worry of the past few days had almost drained her of her spirit. If she didn't escape soon, she even considered faking cutting her wrists.

"Yuebao, baby!" Hong Jin's eyes were red as he suppressed the anger in his chest, cupped her rosy cheeks, and said in an anxious yet helpless tone, "Be good, once I'm done with this busy period, I'll take you to Phnom Penh, and we'll get married, okay?"

With the ASEAN meeting about to convene, he must seize this opportunity to gain leverage that will allow his grandfather and father to protect him, and to silence those old fogies in parliament.

The fact that he had abducted people could not be kept a secret forever; his family would find out sooner or later. He had been here for half a year, and his father's patience was almost exhausted. He didn't have much time left to make his plans.

"I don't want to, I don't want to, I want to go home, Hong Jin, let me go back, or I will hate you for the rest of my life!" She was still struggling and crying, her small body trembling.

The man was agitated, his blood rushing to his head, and he pinned the other man down, controlling his limbs. His wolfish eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his unrestrained, fierce aura made it hard for the other man to breathe. "Then let him hate me!"

It's better to hate someone for a lifetime than to be strangers to each other for a lifetime.