Capital city of Country N, Province B. At the high-rise building.
Inside one of the rooms, a man, wearing a shirt, folded the clothes up the elbow and placed a palm on the glass. He watched the outside night sce through the glass window, his reflection on the glass overlaid with the scery.
He closed the light on purpose to get a better view as his thought wt away in a distant.
Several knocks brought him back. "Come in"
The door oped from behind, pouring beams of light along into the room for a momt and closed again. Footsteps echoed and the man didn't bother to turn a.
"Presidt, I'm afraid we've got bad news." Another man who seemed like a secretary reported.
"Is it related to our business deals? Who's it?" The presidt swiveled his head back. His strong eyes shone ev under darkness.
"Neither, Sir. It's not related to the business. It's personal. A week ago you ordered a hit on the Ling Much's daughter." The secretary gulped and stuttered his words wh he mtioned the assassination.
"Did it fail? It's alright, as long as they couldn't trace us back." The air a the cold man suddly became heavy as he spoke. "I've expected someone to protect her."
"No, Presidt. In fact, the mission was a success, but we got the wrong target." The secretary explained.
The man was stunned and walked toward his exquisite wood office desk. He hoisted himself up onto the hard surface and rapped his knuckles against the polished wood. "What do you mean?"
The secretary paused, recollecting his words as he was also in disbelief at the evt, and scratched his temple, a sign of his perplexity. "It's literally, sir. Instead of Ling Yunxiang, Ling Qingyu was hit."
The man's brows furrowed in confusion. "Wait a minute. Let me clarify something. How many daughters does Ling Much have?"
"After conducting a thorough investigation, we've discovered Ling Much has two. Prior to our inquiry, many in our upper-class circle believed there's only one daughter and we now know it isn't the case."
"Hold on. You meant the assassin makes a mistake, wh I order a hit?" The man let out a sigh but his expression didn't seem to panick.
"It's a tiny chance and this happs unfortunately. The one we asked for presumed Ling Qingyu wh we stated carefully, the target is Ling Much's daughter."
"So, now what? Why is it bad?"
"The good news is, except Ling Qingyu, nobody knew the accidt was likely an assassination attempt. But it will be a matter of time before law forcemt authorities dive deeper into the case."
The secretary added. "However, the corrupt nature of the law forcemt system works in our favor, they won't pose a threat to us. The bad news is within a day or two after the accidt all personnels who closely participated or helped in the assassination are now dead or transferred to the hospital on the same day. Our assassin's now slipping into the dark and leaving Province N.
Ev the underworld group he worked with is on the collapsing bridge."
"Interesting," the man showed a smile despite the bad news. "Although there is no evidce, it seems more like a retaliation."
The symphony of cries and moans appealed to the man's redding eyes. The two danced for their longing flight and the rhythm reached a climax.
The woman stiffed oblivious to the man's groan and the two collapsed on the bed, breathing in deep desired air, lost in the previous chantmt.
The woman was stunningly pretty and leaned her head over the man's chest, wrapping a her legs over him. The man smiled at her action.
The woman was the owner of this bar and not many people knew her other idtity. One of the four gang heads in Province N. And the bar was operated by her gang members.
"Lin Fan, you're still a beast and I like it." She showed no shyness to their carnal activities and exuded confidce. That was the feature which captivated Lin Fan. "Now, tell me what're you thinking?"
"Well, it's about my fiancee." Lin Fan put both his interlocked fingers behind the head and looked down at the woman, who rose up wh she heard his words, th frowned.
"Who? Which woman is lucky to have a chance to marry you?" The woman said in a bitter tone. The man immediately hugged her over and the two squeezed together.
"You're my woman and there's no need to worry about others." Lin Fan declared domineeringly and the woman's eyes lit up. "Once mine, you're always mine."
The woman snorted and twirled her fingers a his nipple. Her heart felt happy at his words. "Whose yours? I'm a woman of my own...What's her name?"
"Ling Qingyu." The woman stopped in confusion and raised her upper body, gazing at the man to see if he was joking.
"Presidt Ling Qingyu? The highly talted woman?" The woman spoke with jealousy and admiration wh she mtioned the name. Lin Fan nodded in reply.
"Wh did you two meet?" The woman asked as she rode on the man.
"Never. The marriage is arranged by our grandfather and since I decided to retire back to my homeland, why don't I have a wife here too?" Lin Fan explained while his eyes were amused at the woman's action.
"Do you think she'll accept the arrangemt?"
"I'm afraid not but we'll have to meet too and the arrangemt meant respect for the elders. So I don't think she'll refuse outwardly." Lin Fan's eyes drifted away.
"This woman is strong and indepdt. I don't think you can handle her. Not to mtion your promiscuous behavior." The woman taunted Lin Fan's dream.
"As long as I man-handle her well, if I say west, she'll never go east. Every beauty is meant to be conquered and the harder it is, the more desire I have for the whole game." Lin Fan said arrogantly, causing the woman's eyes to roll. She rustled backward so that her head was right above his manhood.
She gazed upward and asked. "What about me, the unmarried leftover woman?"
"You're not leftover. If you say this stce, many wom will surely be outraged. And I'll never...hiss." Lin Fan panted and looked downward, feeling a tinge of pain. Her teeth over his skin, warning of the impding danger if he didn't satisfy the woman. "How could I ever leave you? Ev if Ling Qingyu requested me to stay away from other wom, I would never."
Lin Fan had a quick response in order to save his little brother.
"Suit yourself." The woman snorted and continued the exercise, bobbing her head up and down. Lin Fan stretched out his limbs and his fingers clawed at the bedsheets. His spine tingled with ecstasy as he joyed her lip service.
Ling Qingyu: ... (Excuse me, why does my name ruffle in your sexual dialogue? Disgusting)