"Feng Teng." I pant, as I arching myself into him.
"I know." he hums against my ear.
"Do you want me to take care of it?"
"Yes! Please!" I cry.
He drops a tender kiss on the hollow of my ear, easing me down onto my back.
With his upper body braced on one arm at the side of me, he gently brushes the hair from my face. I watch as he studies me thoughtfully, his green pools swimming, the cogs of his mind turning.
"Everything is so much more bearable with you around, darling." he says softly, while his eyes searching for mine.
I absorb his words, completely stunned by his confession. What's more bearable? I can't cope with the vagueness of this statement, especially with situation right now. There is more than meets the eye with this man not just confident and wealthy, possessive and gentle but also controlling and dominate. I believe could go on forever and there's more in future.
