WANG YIBO'S POV:

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One week had passed...the foundation day had taken place. My brother urged me to come and live in Wang Mansion so that we could catch up on the very day which I couldn't deny.

Reaching here I realized more how my whole behavioral changes had taken place.......the more things got clearer the more I missed him. The bonding I was considering a friendship....was not that mere casual anymore. 

He contacted me after 2 days which ended at a very bitter point.

I was angry...very angry.....I didn't recall in my whole life I had ever loathed someone in such a way....I was always cautious about my limits...but with him I didn't felt any limit, I felt like I had every kinds of rights over him.

And for that I behaved how I fantasied to behave, how my inner self wanted to behave.....no courtesy, no respect, no consideration............I straight forwardly informed him about my stay at Wang Mansion and prohibited him from calling me. 

I was very rude and harsh......moreover at heat of the moment I raised a statement which was in real hopping in my mind........'Why are you even bother about me Mr.Xiao?....I haven't accept you as my husband nor you, we are don't even husbands in real mean for god's sake...... then why so much pretense? you see on call there is no public, so I think, you don't need to act so.......better you leave me on my own.'......later on which I regrated a lot.

So, once the call ended......I slumped down on my bed..............helpless and weak......Crying!!!!

Yes!!!.....I cried.......maybe for him or maybe on my misery.

I didn't know why I was so emotionally invested towards Zhan........what I should term this feelings of mine. At first I thought all these were because of our marriage or him  being my husband but by the time I realized, it didn't matter to me what relation I shared with Zhan......my feelings were all same in any phase, any situation.

Whatever I had it was for Zhan as an individual without any influence of our marriage and it had rooted so deep that now even the thought of plunging it out cause my heart to bleed.

Was it Love?

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For me Love was what I had for JiRon....mature, well-planned, controlled. When I got married, I always felt a back pull for JiRon. Not because I had any kinds of emotional feeling but a sense of commitment to be loyal to my love, a validation that JiRon was my love and a thought that I was not capable to fell for anyone again and stopped myself getting close to Zhan, get to know Zhan.

A sense of guilt or a feeling of sin used to roam around my head whenever new feelings wanted to overpower me. That made me more hostile towards Zhan. Me considering it casual, temporary, surfaced and only physical made me more cautious but by time Zhan himself made a way into my heart and imprinted a non erasable mark.

I would have never imagined that........ I could be possessive at this extend for someone....... I would be jealous to the point where I didn't remorse to curse, punish, having violent thoughts against, even wanted to hurt whoever went near to my someone....... I would have never believed in such extreme feelings exist which could set my whole body on fire just by a single glimpse of that special someone or just by sharing a close proximity.

I never thought I would chicken out in front of someone so badly......I would be hell nervous to say simple words.....I would shiver just by his touch......I would fantasized thousands of erotic things with him.....I would have wild desires which till date were all unethical to me....I used to be a righteous person who got completed malice in the shade of his husband.

How badly I wanted him to rail me all night all day in his bed under him......I wanted him to ruin me then fix me up only to ruin again........I wanted him to chock me with every thrust....I wanted him to make me beg......I wanted him to do rough and hard.....I wanted him to touch me like a husband should be touched, not as a friend which he did all this time while taking care of me.

No one had the idea how many times I had imagined.....and what I had imagined....

Rolling over on the red velvet bedsheet......our naked body pasted to each other, drenched with sweat, I arched my back in pleasure when his teeth sank on my neck, clutching his hair I buried his head more deeper on my flesh as his hands roamed all over my body making me lose my mind. His pride embedded inside my chasm only to engrave it as his own and before I could cry in pain or pleasure...he sealed my mouth with his own. His animal inflict me every way possible,  but nothing seemed imposed to me rather every time I just woke up from my dreams high and dry................all alone in my cold bed with a intense urge to be touched.

I never expected myself to be such needy to be touched.....I felt like a lunatic but still enjoying it.

I really had started smiling unknowingly whenever I recall something about him, I saw his text or call or anything related to him. He made me happy...His presence made me alive....I could spend all my day just by staring at him. Funny but it felt like my emotions were also coiled up with his emotions.

I found myself happy when I saw him happy.....dour when he was serious.....tensed when he was having hectic or getting tense......sad when he was disappointed......angry when someone dare to criticize, mock, lecture and of course try to go close to him.

I would have never trusted before that the absence of the very person could make you gloomy, sad or even depressed. I felt lifeless even having all passion and dreams fulfilled....he was not just a person but had become part of my soul.

I would have never thought one day sitting on my balcony......I would stare the moon only because I could see his reflection on that.

Things that all my life I mocked as childish and fairy tale...finally had made me one its admirer.

Is it Love??

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Many times I thought to leave him but how could I leave whom I hadn't gotten yet.....who didn't belong to me till date?..........It was not Zhan, but ME who had crossed the boundary and now  having emotions and thoughts.

I thought to confront him.......how?...when till date he never asked me a single question....when he never become judgmental or narrow-minded because of my closeness to others. I would have said he was just ignorant if I hadn't noticed his attention and actions. It was ME who never acknowledged those things and pretended like thin air.

How could I accuse him to cheat on me when he was never bound to loyal with me.

He was married to you............yes he was, but a marriage certificate could not be validation of a relationship.........relationship  demands commitment, dedication and acceptation.

And none of the these I had taken in my marriage towards him............I never showed my commitment to him, I was just loyal for the sake of my ethics.......I was dedicated out of the sense of responsibility. I accepted him on the ground of social norms.

I never tried to build a relationship with him....it was me who demanded distance and never for once I allowed him to break it nor he tried to invade.

So now just because I had started feeling different I had no rights to question him. Probably I would have been happy if I wasn't feeling in such a way.

Technically he had all rights to do what made him happy...even it meant having an affair or something else............I couldn't consider it as cheating as we were never in that square. It was unfair to keep Zhan tie up with me just for the sake a certificate. When on the very beginning I requested the freedom to craft my life on my own and he granted, it also implied that he too had all the rights to craft his own life. 

So from the point that we were married I had no stand but still I was aware of the fact I should clear out things for my own but an anticipation stopped me......

DID HE LOVE ME? 

Because if it was a NO!...........then I had no hope.

But I strongly felt it was a Yes!!!.........then I could bet my life he hadn't cheat me.........he just couldn't.

And Why you are so sure that if he loves you he won't cheat?

Because I love him............I love Sean Xiao Zhan.....I love MY ZHAN, MY HUSBAND.

And my Love commanded me to TURST him.

I would not doubt and draw conclusion before I asked him directly and expressed my feelings to him. Because when we are in love we see many thing boarder than usual.

The proximity of Bowen and Zhan was hindering me but on a second thought it wasn't only Bowen but applicable to anyone who was getting near to Zhan.

Whenever I saw someone touching him for any reason, I felt rage...I felt liking going to them and made them apart......I felt like murdering the person whosoever he or she was...No one had the right to touch my husband....to touch my Zhan.

No one deserved to get my Zhan's attention and care apart from me.....No one had the right to see my Zhan's smile......all those were only my right.....everything related to my Zhan was only Mine.....even Zhan was also only Mine.

So coming at Wang Mansion when I recalled all situations keeping my possessive self apart I didn't find anything wrong or suspicious....rather my inner self judged me on the ground that keeping my husband in dark, I was being carelessly close to my EX.

Yes! even we were sorted but if I am doubting the closeness of Bowen with Zhan then anyone had the right to doubt the way I am normal with JiRon and here a thought sacred me.......

Did by anyhow was Zhan aware who JiRon was?

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SEAN EMPIRE (Author's POV)

A man was sipping from his glass while smoking the last puff from his cigarette......the whole room was smelling only smoke and alcohol.....how many bottles, how many butts of cigarettes....really hard to count as all were lying on the floor.

The phone ranged  which he received in single ring

"Hello"............a dark voice resonated 

"hello sir, how are you~~~~"...........a cocky voice chirped

"Come to the business"

"so rude~~~ fine!!!...so I hope till now you have confirmed all the information I shared are true as Sun..................your employee JiRon is none other than your husband's EX-Lover, for whom Mr.Wang still has feelings. 

And I hope Sir had also observed how close they were in the company while working together.

Your marriage is just a joke Mr.Xiao, and you the joker"

"Shut the F*ck up"

*Mocking laugh*

"Mark my words.........Mr.Wang still loves only Jiron. He is just using you for your investment to make sure his family's welfare. And if you still have doubt then let me give you an ultimatum...

Tomorrow on the very day of your first marriage anniversary they will be together at hotel Blue Shine...Room 102........Good Bye~~~~"

"argh!!!!!"

with a loud bang the phone crushed into pieces....the sound of scattering of the phone was audible and the pieces of the broken parts were all visible unlike the heart of the person sitting in dark. 

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𝑻𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒖𝒆𝒅.....

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