Not even the shower brought Adam any relief. On the contrary, he came out even more angry than before. He was about to wrap himself in a towel when he realized he was not alone. He was confronted by the cheeky gaze of Shàng Wèi, who was looking at him from head to toe with evident eagerness.
"I was waiting my turn," he said innocently.
In his right hand, he clutched a small duffel bag.
"How did you know you were going to stop?"
"I didn't. Let's just say that, after our last rendezvous, I thought it would be useful to have a change of clothes with me at all times."
Adam gave him a murderous look. He would have gladly hung it on the wall; instead, without a word, he headed for the wardrobe to find something comfortable to wear.
He quickly grabbed a pair of jeans and a T-shirt and went into the living room to change.
With no way to do anything, he turned on the stereo. The sad notes of a love song wafted through the room. A perfec
Adam was convinced that if Claire had had the power to transport herself at that moment, she would have arrived like an avenging angel in his living room. The murderous look in her eyes and the clenched hands did not bode well. She was going to explode soon; Adam could feel it. "You...You sub-species of breathing being with no attributes and no heart. What are you doing with my brother? Get your ugly asshole face on..." "CLAIRE!" Her parents' warning call interrupted the string of insults, which the girl was ready to pour into Shàng Wèi's face. "What?" The latter raged. "I'm right. He shouldn't be there. He should stay away from Adam. Hasn't my brother suffered enough from the old man?" She ranted in one breath. It was clear she was upset to see him by her side. They all were. Adam could see it in their faces. All of them knew about the past relationship and the traumatic end to it. But his sister, unlike the others, had cried with him
Adam could see how nervous all those accusations made Shàng Wèi. His lips were tightened into a thin line, his jaw twitching and his gaze threatening. It was noticeable that he struggled to maintain some semblance of calm to not verbally attack his sister. "Claire, I can't understand all this animosity towards me. I can assure you that your grandfather did not order me to do anything; I have had no contact with him for several weeks." "Yes, of course, And should we believe you? You're not forgetting who Adam has to thank for being treated like a common sack of rubbish, are you?" "What?" "Stop playing the innocent. You may have tricked my brother. But it won't stick with me. You were the one who lured him to your house so that Maylin and your silly girlfriend would catch you. So you got rid of an inconvenient lover." Blurted Claire. "What? I didn't arrange anything. It was Adam who used me as an excuse to leave Beijing and run into the arms of
Shèngli froze instantly. He didn't think that revelation would come so soon. He wanted to confess it to Claire but in his own time. He wanted to be sure that she also reciprocated, at least in part, his feelings. Feelings that he had jealously guarded for seven years. The first time Shèngli had seen her, she was a petite chick, with two long braids and big eyes bordered by long eyelashes. She was wearing a shell-pink taffeta dress that harmonized perfectly with her bronze complexion. Not that she had been particularly friendly to him at the time, Claire had kicked him in the shin just because he had dared to touch one of her braids. However, in his defense, it had to be said that he was only ten at the time, and it was the first time he'd seen hair like hers, so he wanted to experience its softness of touch. But Claire had not liked the approach and had taken off running. He never saw her again after that. To remove him from the harmful influence of h
The same proud beauty as a few years earlier. Claire wore a light floral dress, emphasizing her long legs, slim waist, and high, full breasts. Her hair was styled in tiny braids in a ponytail, and two striking hoops adorned her small, pretty ears. Shèngli had entered without hesitation, mesmerized by the smile Claire was exchanging with the girl he had bumped. When he entered, she had turned to look at him, her gaze bright and the trace of that warm smile still on her mouth. It was a dream. She had welcomed him in a warm and friendly tone and asked him to take a seat wherever he wished. He chose a table not far from the counter so he could watch her closely. Shènglihad come back over the next few days. As soon as he had finished the courses he was attending at LSE, he would flock to her bookshop. The biggest problem was that he didn't know how to approach her; he felt like a clumsy teenager at first love. When he heard her railing against Shàng
WARNING This chapter contains scenes of explicit sex that are not suitable for audiences under the age of 18. After watching the faces of his loved ones disappear from the screen, Adam got up and went to sit back down on the sofa. His head tipped back, and one arm covering his eyes. Shàng Wèi was looking at him and couldn't help but feel worried. He sat down next to him, his body fully facing his, and made to caress his smooth jaw with a finger. "When did you decide to shave your beard?" Shàng Wèi asked him to relieve the tension. But he got no answer. Undeterred, he continued his slow glide over the smooth skin until he felt something strange with his fingers just below Adam's left ear. Looking closer, Shàng Wèi noticed that it looked like a small, healed cut; he hadn't noticed it before. "What is this?" he asked, touching up the spot. "The mark of a cut," Adam answered him, after momen
Shàng Wèi, in one swift move, opened the small wrapper, slipped on the condom and, in one swift move, entered Adam. To avoid hurting him, he waited until he was used to the intrusion, then resumed kissing him ardently, slowly beginning to move inside him. The first thrusts were gentle, he could feel the tightness of his shaft and he didn't want to hurt him. "More...more..." Adam began to plead with him, trying to grasp the point where their bodies were joined. Stimulated by the prayer, Shàng Wèi gave a vigorous push to reach his crux. A small scream escaped Adam's lips and a small tear escaped from his eyes; he collected it with his tongue, then returned to his abandoned lips. Large hands had trapped Adam's arms above his head and their kisses were interlocked in a sensual, unrestrained dance. The movements became faster, and their bodies were drenched in sweat. They were both gasping for oxygen, Adam was about to climax, but Shàng Wèi urged h
The first light of dawn filtered through the drawn curtains. The two people lying next to each other enjoyed the warmth of the blankets and the closeness of their bodies. However, only one of them was still fast asleep after the long night of training he had just experienced. Adam stared in amazement at the sleeping profile of Shàng Wèi. How had he fallen for that? Could it be that this man had the power to remove every last ounce of reasoning from his mind? When Adam had woken up a few moments earlier, he had found himself completely stuck to him. He looked like a koala attached to his cool torso. Too bad he wasn't a koala, and Shàng Wèi's body gave off a comforting warmth. Adam had let go of the intimate embrace very gently, afraid of waking him up. And then he had stood there, staring at his face with its distinct features. Even as a boy, Adam had spent entire nights studying every single detail of that face. Not that he didn't do i
"Well, look who's here." Someone had said in a dismissive tone, just behind Adam's back. Hearing that voice, Adam had felt a shiver run down his spine. He had turned with a feigned expression of carelessness to face the familiar voice. And found himself facing, in the flesh, the nightmare that had haunted his darkest dreams for the last few months. Not to feel inferior to him, Adam had stood up. Although he was tall and fit, he realized for the first time that Shàng Wèi surpassed him in both height and muscle mass. Considering that he had two equally well-built boys at his side, he felt slightly intimidated but no less combative. "Apparently, bad grass never dies." So he had said, looking at him mockingly. "What's with the grass?" The boy next to Shàng Wèi asked. "It's a Western expression." He had explained. "Ahhhh!" The young man replied with a not-so-bright expression. Although they were just talking, they had attrac
"Jiejie, have you seen George?" Claire turned to answer Margaret coming towards her. "No, why?" She asked her. "I asked him to take care of Matthew so that I could finish getting ready," Margaret explained to her, cradling the newest addition to the family in her arms. "Maybe he went to William's to finish the preparations for the ceremony. You know he still cares about these things, even though he doesn't do them anymore." "Um...He wasn't at William's. Someone else was there instead." Her friend and sister-in-law reported evasively, turning red like a pepper. Claire rolled her eyes, already assuming who was in William's room. "Was Wĕi Qí there by any chance?" She asked, with a slightly threatening tone in her voice. But before Margaret could answer, they saw George appear at the end of the corridor. "Darling, I'm sorry. I went to see something with William and Wĕi Qí." Said his brother, taking his little boy in his arm
Four years later... In the semi-darkness of the room, a cadenced sound of bodies coming together could be heard. The two figures clinging to the bed were teasing and tormenting each other with impressive skill. The moans of pleasure they both let out with each new thrust filled the walls of the room like a hymn to passion. The soft blond waves were scattered on the pillow, forming almost a golden areola around the young man's face. A heavenly sight, especially after a long week apart. "Say it!" The succession of thrusts became more and more inflamed. A light coating of sweat covered the golden skin of the body above him. "Say it!" One more thrust, deeper. His body was overcome with enjoyment; he was in the throes of shivers of pleasure from that powerful, rough movement inside him. The calloused hand wrapped greedily around his erect member, subjugating him in its jerking grip. "Say it! Or I'll s
A month later... "Mom! Why did you do that?" Adam's disdainful wail echoed in the small bathroom of the hospital room. "Love, you looked like a bum. So I had to fix you up." "Yeah, but not like that!" The boy complained again to his mother. Then, he held a small mirror in his hands and looked at his completely bearded face with disgust. "I look like a student like that." He whined. "What's going on in here?" Chun Chu's good-natured voice came from the door of the room. "Hello, Dad. Can you tell your grandson that he's fine like this?" Said Hui Ying in exasperation. "Chun Chu, seriously, am I okay?" Adam cast a pleading look towards his grandfather. By now, the shadows of the past were dissipating. Chun Chu had become a fixed presence in their lives, especially Adam's. Although he and his siblings were not yet fully accustomed to this new adult figure at their side, there was no doubt that, on both sides,
A figure dressed in white entered the room. The movements were slow and measured. As a result, the figure had a fragrance that differed from the smell of laundry soap and disinfectant, which could be smelled throughout the hospital. She approached the bed with a circumspect step and, after glancing at the sleeping patient hidden by the immaculate sheet, drew a syringe filled with a colorless liquid from his pocket. Very calmly, so as not to wake the patient, she took the drip thread, which was sticking out from under the covers. Then she inserted the thin needle, letting the transparent liquid flow slowly and inexorably towards the perforated vein. Once the injection was complete, she put the syringe away and gently placed the drip back in its original position. An evil chuckle escaped the figure's crimson lips before she turned on her heel to leave the room. "You'd have to have a specialist diploma to perform this kind of operation. B
Shàng Wèi strolled non-stop in front of the operating room door. The red light above the door had been emanating its evil aura for five hours. He still bore the marks of the struggle. But it was nothing serious, thanks in part to Wĕi Qí's excellent plan. If it weren't for him, all of them would probably have lost their lives during the rescue operation. Jai Li had managed to bribe all the Ming family's security guards, and Shang Chiang had hired a gang of thugs affiliated with one of the city's most giant bosses. It was a small army of about thirty people with the worst intentions and armed to the teeth. But Wĕi Qí, in his cunning, had managed to disguise the Interpol agents as his company's bodyguards. As a result, the small handful of men had managed to neutralize the criminals and catch a fleeing Shang Chiang quickly. And when the police finally caught up with them, those agents had already vanished, leaving Wĕi Qí's men to take credit for the succ
"Xiao Wū Mù!" "Mmm..." "Wake up!" "Mmmm... nooo..." "Xiao Wū Mu, wake up!" "Five more minutes." A crystal-clear laugh echoed faintly in his ear as two mighty arms wrapped around his waist. "We have class this morning." "I don't want to go. It hurts all over." Adam grumbled sleepily, sinking his head under the covers. "Ohhh! Does my little doll hurt? Please show me where. I'll kiss you to take the pain away." So said the deep voice, mouthing at him. A cheeky hand came down and gently cupped his bottom. Adam grabbed the pillow and hurled it at his molester's head. "Ouch!" The moan of pain roused him from his light sleep. Reluctantly, he squinted his eyes, sighing in exasperation. Then, very slowly, he sat up, grimly observing the culprit of his lack of rest. Hēi Sé looked at him with a naughty and satisfied look. He looked like a big, proud cat that had just eaten its prey. And, con
"What do you mean by that?" Hui Ying asked. "Don't play innocent with me. I know how devious you can be. How did you curry favor with our father after stabbing him in the back? How?" "I didn't ingratiate myself with anyone." Hui Ying defended herself. "DON'T LIE!" the shrill voice of Jia Li boomed along the concrete walls. After clearing her throat and regaining some control, she began to speak again, "If you didn't ingratiate yourself with him, how come you and those abominations of yours appear in his will, huh? How can your children, and not mine, be the future heirs of Ming Pharmaceutics?" "What?" Hui Ying asked in amazement. "I said stop playing innocently with me!" "I don't know anything about it, Jia Li. I never spoke to our father. You know, you were there too when we visited. He never spoke to us." "Evidently, despite my best efforts to keep you apart, you must have managed to find a way to communicate with him
"You idiot! Where do you think you're going?" Wĕi Qí suddenly opened the door and removed the key from the ignition. Shàng Wèi looked at him, furious. "What do you think you're doing? Give me back the key now, and let me go." "Where, to the slaughterhouse? Use your head. Do you think they're going to roll out the red carpet for you when you get there? And let you take Adam away, like nothing happened, huh?" He asked angrily. "Don't nag me. Give me the key." He ordered again, raising his voice. Shàng Wèi was beside himself with anger at Wĕi Qí's attitude. He was getting in his way, and just at the moment when he wanted to run to save his Wū Mù. "Get out of the way, Wĕi Qí." He intimated again, seeing that his friend had no intention of letting him go. "You will have to knock me out." The latter challenged him. Shàng Wèi was waiting for nothing else. Nothing else mattered to him at that moment but reaching Adam as soon as
"Hooked!" George said with satisfaction, staring at his laptop screen. Shàng Wèi looked at the man's smug face. "Maylin just turned on her mobile phone. So now we know where she is." He explained briefly. "What's the address? I'll send some men there right away." Said Wĕi Qí, stepping closer to see the newly requested information. "I want to go too." So said William, approaching in turn. "Don't even think about it." Wĕi Qí immediately objected, glaring at him. "But..." His protest was silenced by a hasty kiss. "No buts." He told him as he pulled him away, patting his bottom lightly. William sat down next to Shàng Wèi with a childish pout. "Your friend is just insufferable." He commented with a sigh. Shàng Wèi looked at him in amazement. It was the first time William had ever spoken to him without his usual snooty air. The two of them had never had a good relationship in the past, and his irration