Chapter 18 - Same Old Game (2/2)

Ye Ling lowered his head, his fingers holding onto her chin and pressed his hot lips against hers, kissing her hard.

Shen Qianshu suddenly recalled the incident from seven years ago, that one catastrophic experience.

That one eventful night, she would remember it forever. The sky pitch black, dark and ominous with the foreboding backdrop of lightning and thunder.

That feeling of melancholy had always stuck with her. It had already been seven years, yet it followed her around like a tenacious shadow that would not let go.

Her fear of him ran deep, forever etched in her memory.

The hurt she had felt, the pain and the humiliation were embedded just as deeply, the feelings rising up in reminder from the depths she had thought were no longer present.

In his arms, her body shivered lightly. She felt extremely vulnerable and couldn’t hold back the fear that crept into her core, shaking her to the bones.

“You’re still so sensitive.”

“Ye Ling, let me go.”

Shen Qianshu opened her mouth then he realized that her shallow breaths sounded like she was starting to hyperventilate. He was startled and looked down. In Ye Ling’s amber eyes, a storm was brewing. Shen Qianshu cursed inwardly.

Ye Ling looked deeply into her eyes, “Shen Qianshu. I’ve been looking for you for a really, really long time.”

“What for? Was the harm you caused back then not enough?”

Her breath hitched as she let out a forgotten breath. On her collarbone, a deep scar remained from his vicious bite and she slid her fingers over it unconsciously. Ye Ling’s gaze turned dark when he saw it. Gaping redness that had faded into a dull mottled brown, embedded forever into her skin.

She belonged to him.

Yet for all these years, she had been around and dated many men.

“Say it. Other than me, who else have you allowed to see it?” He put his finger on her puffy red lips, brushed against it lightly, then he moved down her face and stopped at her collarbone.