Imprisoning the Black Moonlight

The bright moon casts its shimmering shadow, the world is utterly silent, and the stars shine softly like wisps of silk...

The bedroom, dimly lit, exuded an ambiguous atmosphere, thick and hot.

A man who has killed has nowhere to release his masculine frenzy, and only the tenderness of a young girl can soothe him.

The man had broad shoulders, firm muscles, and a lean, muscular waist. His body was covered in beads of sweat. He lowered his head and gently kissed the girl's half-closed, moist eyes, his voice a magnetic, seductive whisper, "Yuebao, don't be coquettish today. I don't want to hold back..."

“Hong Jin…” Yao Gongyue cried, tears streaming down her face, “Get away from me, you bastard…”

"Baby, listen to me, take your hands off..." The man was covered in sweat, his restlessness was hard to contain, and the strong smell of hormones filled the girl's senses, leaving her no way to escape.

"Baby, be good! I killed someone today... Only you... can... let me... release my pent-up desire..." He was panting heavily, his handsome eyes close to his face were filled with lust, and the red corners of his eyes were undisguised, revealing the most primal desires of a male.

Violence, X, woman.

These three beasts, deeply hidden in the male genes, once unleashed, are irreversible...

Hong Jin was wild and unrestrained tonight, almost losing his mind. The fear of almost losing her made him burning with rage, wishing he could melt her into his very bones.

"Baby!" he repeated, pressing her head against his chest with one hand, his voice a mixture of force and pleading. "Say it, you'll stay with me, you'll never leave me..."

The huge difference in physical strength made it difficult for Yao Gongyue. Her beautiful face was flushed with a light pink. She turned her face away, biting her lower lip tightly, and refused to respond to him no matter what.

"Baby, baby, tell me, tell me..." The man's voice grew darker, the surrounding atmosphere making everyone blush. The girl couldn't resist any longer and closed her eyes, trying to reason with him, "Okay, okay, you're so annoying..."

The man finally succeeded. Although his methods were despicable, he never intended to be a gentleman and had already exposed his vile nature to her, not caring at all.

He chuckled softly, his fingers caressing her delicate face. "Good girl! Come on up!"

As he spoke, he grabbed her and lifted her up, making her dizzy. When she came to her senses, she looked down and met the man's wicked eyes. The scoundrel smiled wickedly, his seductive voice emanating from his chest, "Baby, if you behave well, I'll let you go!"

Yao Gongyue was overwhelmed with shame and almost cried out, "How could you, how could you be so shameless..."

She simply couldn't understand how Hong Jin, who usually appeared as aloof and dignified in front of others, could become such a complete scoundrel in her presence.

"I don't care about saving face when I love my wife!" The man was utterly shameless, without batting an eye. "Baby, you only get one chance. If you don't move now, you won't be sleeping tonight~"

Yao Gongyue finally realized that she was no match for him in terms of shamelessness at this point, so she had to change her strategy. "Waaah...you're bullying me...I was so frightened today, and you're still bullying me..."

The little vixen twisted her waist and refused to cooperate, acting all seductive and provocative. The man narrowed his wicked eyes, completely unmoved, "Being cute won't work today!"

He knew better than anyone that if he didn't tidy things up today, the little thing would dare to sneak away while he was away tomorrow. Rather than letting her cause trouble, it was better for her to stay obediently in bed.

With that, he braced himself with his large hand and slammed down, saying, "Time's up, the chance's gone!"

"No, I, I'll choose again... Waaah..." The girl patted her hands wildly, not expecting this bastard to be serious.

"Hong Jin, you bastard, Hong the bully..."

Before a sentence could be finished, only fragmented, broken sounds remained...

****

The following day, in the Prime Minister's study at the Prime Minister's residence.

Hong Sangneng looked at the report on the computer screen about the military police killing a group of transnational armed drug traffickers. His tiger eyes narrowed. He didn't want to look at his indifferent son, but he had to ask about it.

"Do you want to ruin the Hong family's reputation that has lasted for decades?"

"Father, the person who was killed was a drug dealer, and the one who did it was the military police. Why don't you go and issue a commendation order instead of bringing me here to interrogate me!" The eldest son sat properly, his tone unhurried, but with a hint of grievance.

"Hmph!" Hong Sang snorted coldly. "Only A-Jie from the military police went. The police cleaned up the scene. Before the incident, your men brought two Barrett rifles over."

The shrewd and capable old father, his sharp eyes gleaming, glanced at his eldest son. "Perfect timing. Your good brother Wu Meng is in Phnom Penh these days. Looking across the entire J country, who has the guts and the ability to snipe over thirty people in broad daylight? Hmm? Young Master?"

The father was angry and determined to settle the matter seriously. The eldest son knew he couldn't fool him, so he could only change the subject. "Father, in recent years, many ASEAN countries have suffered a sharp decline in their international reputation due to drug trafficking and fraud groups. What I'm doing is to show all parties J country's attitude of eliminating evil, so that the participating countries can see our determination to attract foreign investment and integrate into ASEAN!"

"Keep this trick to fool your grandfather!" No one knows a son better than his father. Hong Sang knew perfectly well that his son wouldn't tell him the truth, but he didn't care. Hong Jin could fool him, so he could also fool the media and informants. His son had inherited the Hong family's secrets and was better at playing the game than he was.

“The ASEAN meeting is over, you should settle down and focus on important matters. Stop spending all your time fighting and killing, what kind of behavior is that!” Hong Sangneng sighed. “Yesterday, your mother said that tomorrow is the birthday of Nina, the granddaughter of the Foreign Minister, and she specially sent an invitation to the mansion. You have many important matters to attend to, so she asked me to pass it on to you and tell you to make sure you get it.”

As he spoke, the father pushed an exquisitely crafted invitation card onto the table, gesturing for his son to take it.

Hong Jin glanced at him coldly, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Father, since when have you become so obedient to Mother?"

My father hadn't lived with my mother for a long time; they were so tired of each other that he didn't care about their relationship. He never expected that because of him, the two, who had never gotten along, would unite against a common enemy.

"How about I give you a report?" The old father looked impatient.

"My son can't even keep up with his own wife, he has no time to worry about anything else!" The wicked and rebellious son glanced at his father out of the corner of his eye, pondering how to say the next thing.

"How come I didn't know that my busy son has already found a wife?" Hong Sangneng put down his pen, leaned back in his chair, and stared at his eldest son with his tiger-like eyes.

“Father, the girl I told you about when I was studying abroad, that Chinese girl, her name is Yao Gongyue!” Hong Jin probed step by step, “I’ve brought her here, and I plan to take her to the mansion to meet the family after you’re done with your work, and get married as soon as possible!”

The eldest son rarely showed such caution, but Hong Sang remained calm and said, "I understand. Go talk to your mother yourself. I think she's quite fond of that Nina."

Hong Jin smiled faintly, "So, my son can't go either. After all, you don't want the Mo family to have any more dealings with the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, do you?"

“Your surname is Hong, not Mo!” Hong Sang sat up straight, his shrewd wolf-like eyes fixed on his rebellious eldest son. “You should know why your grandfather and I have never touched the Mo family!”

The father and son exchanged a glance for a second, their understanding unspoken.