Asserting all the strength in me, I walked out of the hall. Leaving the chattering people even more topics to debate on. From behind, I could hear my aunt's yell.
"That girl!"
And then the...
"That's my niece's way of doing things. Don't mind her. Let's begin the dance"
If I wasn't feeling this way, I would have laughed my heart out. It is rare to see the great Bo Hong in that state. Nevertheless, I grinned which came out as again instead. I had to get back in time.
Mr. Alfred was waiting patiently for me by the car.
"Miss Li."
He was a man of few words.
I nodded then pushed myself into the seat and shut the door.
"Drive fast"
Mo Jinsheng was here? I sat up straight and our eyes met.
He looked like he wanted to thrash me or maybe bash me or maybe...
"Mrs. Mo"
Mrs. Mo again? What's he doing?
"Stupid"
Stupid? My brows creased but I didn't have the energy to retort. I closed my eyes and tried to adjust my position.
"Don't move"
His grandmother really holds a high position in his heart. He is attentive just because he doesn't want to upset her.
Once I thought of this, it became understandable.
I didn't want to move but I couldn't find the right position. I tried to turn once more but was shoved into the man's strong arms. He literally shoved me.
A wince escaped me. The man could not just be gentle.
"Clumsy"
No one has ever dared to call Li Chaihong clumsy before but even if I argued, it will be futile because Mo Jinsheng was definitely angry now. So,here I was laying in the very warm muscular arms of the man trying not to shiver. Even though the body was warm, the aura was too cold.
"Don't be stiff"
Was I? I relaxed a little more.
"Mo Jinsheng.."
"Not a word"
"Okay"
Who knows what he is angry about.
We were soon at my house.
Mo Jinsheng carried me into the bedroom,put me on the bed and bent over.
"Mo Jinsheng I need..." The movements in my body had increased.
"I know"
He knows!
"How?" I managed to ask.
"Grandpa Li"
"He did" It was not unexpected. My grandfather most have been worried about me. I missed him. It was wrong for me to have played along with his nonsense.
Unlike any other human, my body reacts strangely to alcohol. I don't get tipsy or misbehave but the alcohol just keeps running in my blood streams like crystal balls until every inch of my body feels so much pain that I will eventually pass out. Ever since young I had been trained to resist it but it had gotten just slightly better. The only remedy is to cut my wrist and let it flow out.
Mo Jinsheng paced about for about Forty seconds before he stopped by my side.
"Don't be worried, it won't hurt"
"Why will I be?"
"Yea right?" I almost yelled but the balls were right in my throat. Only a muffled groaned could be heard.
I felt an overwhelming push of energy to destroy. Some sort of instinctive urge to go irrational plus anger mixed with embarrassment engulfed my heart and there I was hurling everything within my range at Mo Jinsheng.
Out went the pillows, the sheets, the lamp, the items o the dressing table, one after the other until there was nothing more to throw.
All the while Mo Jinsheng was right were he was, never leaving nor moving, he was like a statue. There was no reason for what I was doing, no point at all in doing it. My body and mind were at odds. Could it be the alcohol? I fought with the irrationality, trying to reason it out. Then came the tears. I was even more confused. Why am I crying? Is this the new reaction to the alcohol? Are the crystals mutating? Yet the tears flowed and angry words kept slurping out of my mouth.
All of a sudden, I hated him.
His nonchalance, his arrogance, his temper, his gaze, his... I hate them.
This are not my feelings. Or are they?
"Better" his tone was different. Almost alluring and a little too soft. It was... Calming and then..
I began to hurl my fists at him. It was unbelievable. My mind was working perfectly but no my body. And the random thoughts that were invading my consciousness, are they mine? Is this the feelings I had in the two blank years?
"It ok..." there he goes again. He was even more gentle now.
I felt his arms around my waist, holding me in and the resistance surging within me weakening.
The moment the surging energy disappeared, an excruciating pain took over. I bit my lips trying to hold the pain in.
"Mo Jinsheng" i whimpered
Then came his hot breath. He took my lips. Sucking out all the air in my lungs, drawing me in to a whirlpool of emotional havoc. The mind colliding with my thoughts leaving nothing behind. It was forceful and powerful. Never have I been kissed that way before.
He just keep drawing and drawing, drowning the little sense of rationality left in me.
I felt the need to cling to him or I might fall. So I did.
He groaned as if enjoying the moment but was he? I didn't have the time to wonder though.
My body was fighting to reciprocate the pheromones sipping out of Mo Jinsheng. All the pains were been replaced by the desire to be possessed!
With a swift turn, I was on the bed. One of his arms was wrapped around my waist, the other holding my left thigh. He began to demand more.
His lips trailed my face and back again, his kisses were like a mixtures of flavours. He was always doing it in a different way, every second... He was nibbling and sucking and tasting... And I was trying not to mourn.
"Shishi" he kept repeating in his magnetic voice, enthralling me until it hit me.
This bastard was calling for his lover while trying to do me. The smell of alcohol pervaded my nose. So, he had also drank.
I didn't notice because of the state in which I was before. I was insane to have thought of giving in.
With one forceful push, I was out of bed. I went into the closet took my night dress and slammed the door shut!