254 Owing A Fiancé (2/2)

It was all a set game then why did she feel like clawing his heart out because it wasn't hers? Why was it that it felt like a betrayal?

Li Yuan saw the emotion coursed through her face and couldn't help but grin at her. He just needed this, these emotions on her, the hurt, the anger was the testimony of her heart that yearned for him as much as his did for her.

It was good for once the roles were reversed and she was the one who was being jealous, insecure, and feeling the burn of their fire. He too wanted her to yearn for him.

She was too smart and that wasn't too smart, she thought she was the one manipulating the flow of streams in the river but right now she was falling in his sea without even knowing about it.

This was all he needed to know of before he hands over his heart to his temptress, an exchange that she was ready to give in to him. For all her indifference and the placid look was worth, she felt something for him too.

Lei Xinyi neared the couch and was about ready for him to rip her heart and hand to her when the knock resounded again. She fisted her hands and gritted her teeth but allowed the person to enter.

Li Yuan was smirking at her in amusement and Lei Xinyi was sulking by glaring at the floor and pouting with her puffed cheeks.

The Housekeeper and the maids noticed the suspended thick, sexual tension in the air and hastily arranged the table. The Housekeeper glanced between them and analyzed the situation then shook her head lightly and sighed.

By the adoration in her Master's eyes, it felt as if he was watching a cub trying to be threatening while the sharp-tongued girl looked like she was bullied. It was obvious her Master was ruffling the little falcon's feather to get a reaction. She almost pitied the girl.

She hurried the maids out of the room knowing the climate was about to turn a stormy grey, especially when her Master denied a server for the night. Either they would fight or things will turn heated, or they will fight and things will turn heated... Either way nothing for foreign eyes.

Swallowing her pride and suffocating turmoil of emotions. Lei Xinyi turned her glare to the generator of her foul mechanism. Her words dripped with her most vicious venom dripping from her tone, ”So…You want me to fake it?”

Her mouth was set in a scowl; Li Yuan couldn't help the smirk that widened on her face which to Lei Xinyi looked as if he was ridiculing her for thinking anything else of it. She was a second away from combusting from the fire that was heating her cheeks.

He expertly opened the wine bottle with the corkscrew and poured it in two glasses, he handed the glass to her which she made no effort of taking instead glared more, he clicked his tongue than kept it on the table.

He took a sip on his wine with the grace of an emperor and smirked in her direction ”Tch…tch… No faking, sweetheart. Like our touches, caresses, and lips everything's as real as it can be.” His voice was deep and his smirk pure seduction with a hint devilishness.

He was looking at the ceiling with his wine glass in his hand, his hair ruffled from her roughness and his naked torso; he was nothing less than a portrait more suggestive than naked Greek statures.

He was like the lord of darkness luring her to sin and she was more than ready to be something more than the recipient of his allure, she wanted to share it.

His both statement were opposite streams in a river with the same flow and his actions fell in another sea all together! She wanted to jerk him to his senses so he would tell her what he really wanted to get out of this.

But contrary to what her conscious spoke she was saner, and gritted, ”You have no idea what you are going on about!” To which his smirk only widened.