Chapter 25 - Fate brought her back to him (1/2)

He wanted to do more, to kiss her harder and to kiss her everywhere. But he fear that the moment he gives in, he would lose all control.

He had promised her mother that he would not do anything to her tonight and he intended to keep that promise.

After much difficulties, he pushed himself away from her and lie back down. The one small act of restraint basically took all his energy and he beckoned for her to lie closer to him and of which she complied with without any resistance.

With her head on his arm, and her hand rested on his perfectly sculpted chest, the two of them just lay there, not really doing anything in particular other than enjoying the clear breeze of the wind serenaded by the hymn of the waves.

When she finally fell into an alcohol induced slumber, he signaled Han Ye to bring his jacket over. Since his arm was being used as a pillow, and he absolutely refused to wake her up, he can only use Han Ye's jacket albeit with much reluctance.

As Han Ye watched the man covering his woman, he felt the cold air emitting from his back.

He was worried that the President will secretly kill him until he saw the future Madam President frowning and wiggling as she tried to unconsciously bat the unfamiliar jacket and scent away.

DX chuckled but still remain firm as he covered her exposed legs with it.

"It's cold! Be good!" He stated firmly as he held her legs tightly to stop them from kicking the jacket away.

She growled in her sleep but then went back to her deep sleep as the man watched on fondly.

"At least she recognized my scent…" He thought to himself proudly and waved his gawking assistant away. After Han Ye left the scene, the man hummed "Can't help falling in love" softly.

He thought back to that day 6 years ago, when he had first met her on Charles Bridge, Prague.

At that time, he was with his latest fiancee - courtesy of his mother - and that woman had been irritating him throughout the day and she kept trying to touch him.

He finally had enough and asked to be excused as he stepped outside for a smoke. Han Ye, as usual, followed behind him closely.

The two men strolled on the romantic Charles Bridge.

If it was not because of the coldness in his eyes whenever he spoke to his assistant, people would have thought that they are lovers, what with Han Ye followed behind him so closely.