Chapter 97 - 97 Impossible Bastard

Feng Teng pull up up at Deng Tai Penthouse Building and when I see the surrounding I groan as sign of my frustrated at him.

Then I open the car door and take cautious steps, while lifting hard myself to a stand properly. Feng Teng is watching me closely. To make sure if I'm stumble, he can scoop me up safely before or he would hold me on his shoulder again but this time I let him do it. Right now I'm not on bad drunk state yet. So I can walk by myself and he'll be disappointed.

I shut the door softly and start walking towards the foyer. I chanting to myself that I must not stagger, I must not stagger, stay strong.

As I reach the foyer, still in a vertical position, and give Mike a polite nod as I pass, but Mi  Ke doesn't say anything. He just nods back at me, and then flicks his eyes to Feng Teng. I know when he puts his head back down, without so much as a greeting, that he must have clocked President Feng fierce face.

Ohh...I huff to myself, enter the elevator and wait courteously for Feng Teng to step inside.

"Hey,you need to get this code changed." I mutter as my hands punching in his door code.

But he doesn't say a word or reply to me.

Damn it!, he's really silent treatment at me.

Huh, so childish!

When I look up, finding him staring at me and studying me closely with a completely expressionless. Right now,I'm certain that he's about to pounce and give me some sort of his punishment style. So would he be making love sense into me, or would it be a reminder punishment?

Haaa...or he probably thinking about giving me an apology love making, I guess.

Omona, I'm so ready. Hehe

As my tipsy brain relishes the naughty thought, then the elevator doors open and he steps out before me, leaving me to follow behind.

I'm shocked at my stand.

Oh God. Why I would have put my life on the certainty of being jumped. Plus, we're not reach in his penthouse yet.

Hmm. I walk out from from lift slowly as my disappointment looming in my thought.

Then he opens the door and strolls in directly, without looking at me. I feel completely abandoned like a stray kitten.

Huk huk huk...I'm feeling so fragile right now as he left me to shut the door behind me. I slowly follow him into the kitchen, where I find him grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge. He takes a few swigs before giving it to me. I don't bother pushing it away.

Last Saturday replay on my mind, the memory of my aching head when I came around is enough of a motive to accept his offering. I drink the water under his watchful eye, placing the empty bottle on the worktop when I'm finished.

"Turn around." he orders. He finally say a word to me.

My heart got lighted immediately like a firework.

Oh, here we go!

A million fireworks light up inside me as I follow through on his command. I turning away from him, and my libido screaming, my skin is prickling.

The feeling of his warm hands skating over my shoulders has me clenching my jaw and drawing steadying breaths. He grasps the zip of my dress and slowly pulls it down, making a point of sliding his hands down my sides as he drags it down my body, kneeling as he goes. He tapped my ankle  and I step out of the pooling material, turning back to look down at him lovely as knelt before me.

As follow he gazes up at me, slowly rising to his feet, putting his nose up between my b.r.e.a.s.ts until he reaches my throat. He breathes into my neck.

Oh, yes, I'm mentally begging for him, as per usual.

He latching on with his lips, he nips and licks at my delicate flesh. My skin is aching for him to touch me, I want to grab him. But I know this will be done on his terms.

"Do you want me in your mouth?" he whipers softly.

My breath catches in my throat as his voice vibrates against my ear.

I sigh, long and breathy.

"Dear, you need to say the word." He brushes his lips over my ear.

My knees shaking as I hear his husky voice.

"Yes." I gasp on an exhale.

"Do you want me into you that badly, baby?" He 

"Ohhh...hhh" I jerk as he strokes between my thighs.tempting me in my ears.

"I know. You want me so badly." He say as he bites down on my ear lobe, the metal of my silver studs chinking against his teeth.

My body shudder, my breath panting wildly and soul desperate for him.

But then he pulls away, leaving me standing a wanton mass of hormones in front of him.

Huh! AGAIN?

"Stay there." he orders firmly before walking away.

Huhh. Im relief in silent.

He's still fully dressed on his suit as I watch him stride away from me and open a cupboard, taking something out.

What? Chocolate spread? For what?

My pulse beating hard immediately when my thougth running wild, what he going to do with that.

Slowly he makes his way back to me.

I run my eyes down his lean physic, delighting in the stiff bulge at his groin. I'm in silence didn't say word and I waiting, not demanding at all and tolerant of his leisurely pace.

When he finally reaches me, he gets up close and personal with my face, breathing his hot, minty breath all over me as his lips skim my cheeks, my eyes, my chin, finally resting gently on my lips.

I hum in pure pleasure, opening my mouth, but he stop our kiss and starts lowering himself down my body.

A barrage of heat floods me, my short, sharp breaths becoming suppressed and ragged. He looking up at me as he descends, his nose grazes my lace knickers, triggering my hands to fly out and grab his shoulders for support.

He gives me that knowing smile and starts rising again, pressing his body against mine on his way.

"Wei Lin. Your body so affected by me, right?" he breathes in my ear.

My body got shiver greatly as I try catching my breath.

"Yes, that was your fault," I accuse.

"Yeah, okay I know. But you are…really…f.u.c.k.i.n.g…turning…me…on badly too," He accuse back as he steps away from me.

Errr,now what's he doing?

I watching him closely, his hands come up, and I register him holding my dress in one.

And in the other hand…a pair of scissors.

Oh God! I suddenly flinch looking at the pair of scissor at his hand.

He wouldn't?

He calmly opens the scissors and sets them at the hem of my dress. Then, very slowly, he snips up the centre as I watch, I gape at his doing.

Hell! It seems he bloody would ruining my dress that's I've purchase at thousand yuan. 

Oh no...

I can't even locate the ability to stop him or shout at him.

I'm utterly stunned. It's like he just drop a bombshell over my head causing it numb.

Not content with having my five hundred pound, my super expensive dress right now shattered into two pieces, not only that he proceeds to chopping it up into a further few scraps before placing the mutilated material, and his emotion precisely with expressless, on the countertops with the scissors.

After he finish his work, he turns back to facing me.

I try hard finding my voice.

"Feng Teng. I can't believe you just did that." I say soulless.

"That's what you got if you play on me," he warns calmly and showing his dominant controlled.

He slips his hands in his trouser pockets and regards me closely as I stand in front of him, unequivocally staggered.

With all fuzzy tipsiness that's I has, right now completely gone.

I got back in my sense with sound minded, steady and absolutely astounded by his stage of his called power.

"You...You..." I point my finger in his face,

"You...crazy shit!" I shout at him.

His lips form a straight line.

"I f**king feel it. Get your arse to bed!" He shouting back at me.

"What? Get my arse to bed?" I scream back questioning his demand.

Feng Teng, he is way past unreasonable and he's completely impossible.

I feel my brow knit.

My head keep telling me if I spend any more time with him, I'll turning myself into godzilla before I'm twenty seven.

"You listen! I'm not getting on your f**king bed with you!" I kick my heels off and pivot, leaving the kitchen and my simmering control freak behind.

With me in my underwear and scooping my shattered taboo dress, I guess I'm pretty much screwed by him.

I go up to the stairs, slamming my feet down, huffing all the way up.

I only could scream!

He's a f**king son of bitch!

I barging into the bedroom, I spot my sport bag at the end of the bed, but I know there are no clothes in there. But I search in and I found that out this morning when my dress was set out waiting for me.

Well, I'm not staying in here. Hell no!!!!

I stomp back out and head across the open landing, letting myself into the furthest spare bedroom. I have a choice of three others, but this one is my favourite and it's the furthest away from him!

I slam the door behind me and crawl into the wonderfully dressed bed that still looks like it did on launch night. Flinging all the fancy cushions on the floor, I slam my frustrated head down into the pillow. It doesn't have a smell of fresh water and mint, and it's nowhere near as comfortable as Feng Teng bed, but I bet it will soothes my anger and frustrated tonight.

Tomorrow, I will leaving here.

Feng Teng, he is a real impossible man and his temper completely insane.

I couldn't even could have my own way. Even if he's gentlemanly enough to give it to me, he is not a man whom will tolerate or back off a bit over me later anyway.

"ARSE!" He shout.

The door opens wide, the light from the open landing gushing in. I watch his silhouette grow larger as he closes in towards me.

What's he going to do now? Punishing me?

Go to HELL then! 

As I screaming in my thought, he bends down and lifting me into his arms without a word.

If I thought it would get me anywhere, I would fight him off.

But actually I don't.

Instead I just let him carry me into his bedroom and place me on his bed.

Then I roll over onto my front, burying my face into a pillow, closing my eyes and pretending not to relish in the comfort of his scent all over the sheets. I'm mentally exhausted and grateful it's the weekend. I might sleep for the whole of it.

But I hear the shuffles and movements of Feng Teng getting undressed.

He better stay on his own side!

The bed dips, He grasp around my waist and pulled into him, with minimum effort, into the hardness of his chest.

I try to bat him away, but he ignoring, and the warning growl emanating from him.

Oh God, he's really impossible bastard!