Married to his secret crush

Ren Mansion.

"Ah-" She screamed as she was suddenly thrown to the bed and the fluffy mattress left her body bouncing twice, "Must you be so rough with me?" She sat up on the bed and gazed at the man begrudgingly.

Jun Zixuan did not spare a glance in her direction as he walked towards the bedside table and pulled open the drawer. He got the first aid kit from inside and strode towards the bed before sitting beside her.

"Hey, are you ignoring me?" She poked his shoulder after a little bit of hesitation.

The man did not bother to reply to her and grabbed her hand looking at the cut on her palm.

She shivered slightly as the temperature in the room dropped, "I-It's just a shallow cut...Haha..." She laughed awkwardly while trying to ease the tension in the atmosphere.

He cleaned the dried blood slowly and carefully before applying antibacterial ointment on the cut.

She winced, "You are doing this on purpose. I knew it. You were just bored with me," She sniffed, "You want a new girlfriend and that's why you are trying to kill me from pain...Ahh..." She wailed, glaring at the ruthless man who poked the skin around her wound truly on purpose this time.

"Say that again and see what I do," He spoke in an emotionlessly cold voice.

She pursed her lips and waited for him to finish wrapping a clean bandage around her palm.

"You think I am afraid of you?" She spoke up as she watched him cleaning the ointment from his hand. Did he think he can still poke her wound and scare her with that little pain? Humph! "You won't even talk to me properly. Where is the communication in a relationship that the love legends spoke of? You just show me that cold face all the time. Go find a new girlfriend! I am not dealing with your mood swings, I have enough of them already," She waved her hand.

"You want communication, huh?" He tossed the first aid box and tissues away before focusing his gaze on her.

She gulped, "T-That's the basic in a relationship."

His fingers fiddled with the collar of her black suit jacket as he nodded, looking straight into her starry eyes, "Alright, let's communicate."

Before she could react properly, he pulled closer by her collar and grabbed the back of her neck.

Her eyes widened, "What-"

The rest of her words were drowned by the hot searing kiss that came out of nowhere driving her lips apart in full force. Her arms desperately encircled themselves around his neck as she tried to balance herself on his lap.

Her eyes were covered in a layer of sheen as she looked at him while he tugged at her lower lips with his teeth.

He paused, "Close your eyes, will you?" He whispered against her lips.

"W-Why?" She still had a bit of sanity left in her mind to ask the question.

He raised an eyebrow before putting a palm over her eyes, "Because it will heighten your other senses," His hot breath stroked her cheeks and she felt her toes curling up in an instant, "We can communicate better in that way. Don't you think so?" In the next second, the man kissed the crook of her neck, and her body arched.

He unbuttoned her V-neck blazer while she tried to get a grip on herself with her eyes still closed. She could feel every inch of her body on fire under his smooth slithery touch. His index fingers glided across her throat, right down to her cleavage before dipping into her bralette. She was a step away from melting right in his warm embrace.

In the next second, the man removed her blazer and threw it away making her shiver from the sudden coldness. The next second, however, he pressed a kiss on her cleavage and she found herself burning under the touch of his lips.

"I thought...you were angry," She whispered, leaning closer to him.

The man paused as he straightened up and pinched her chin. "Who said I am not?" He bit her bottom lips.

"But..."

"You are too wilful. Too stubborn, You know that, right?"

She opened her eyes to look at him, "Am I?" She wished she wasn't like what he was describing her to be.

"You're way too spoiled," He kissed her chin, "And I hate it that I can't bring myself to be angry at certain things you do."

"Oh," She blinked, "But you are angry now."

"I am trying my best but..." He kissed her cheek, "I would not have been doing this if I was angry."

"So, you are not angry?" She batted her eyelashes.

"Seductress," He muttered under his breath.

"Huh?"

"I am not angry...if you give me a proper kiss."

Her face turned red slightly, "It's that simple?" When he nodded, she gulped before straddling him with her legs on either side of his thighs, "Easy. I think I can do that."

He tucked the loose strands of her hair behind her ear as she leaned closer to him, slowly and torturously, giving him those seductive glances, accidentally touching him at the wrong places. "What you can do the best is torturing me," With that said, he flipped their positions such that both of them ended up lying on the bed with her pinned beneath him.

In the next second, he caught her lips with his and kissed her passionately, sucking and biting her softness alternatively.

"Ah..." She moaned when his kiss deepened.

Closing her eyes, she responded to him with equal passion.

"Don't do that again," He mumbled as soon as they parted and he rolled to the side before pulling her into his arms.

"Do what?" She asked, burying her face in his embrace.

"You still don't understand?" He flipped their positions yet again and this time she found herself lying atop him as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

She followed his darkening gaze and glanced at her cleavage. Her face turned red as she grabbed the blanket with her right hand before covering their bodies properly, "Speak now. You are distracting me a bit."

"Just a bit?"

"A lot!" She pressed her chin on her chest.