Chapter 146 - 146 His Scar's

Future. Thinking about the future, just then I snap.

"You okay?" I ask nervously. 

He squeezes me tight.

"I'm good, what time is it?" He asks.

That's it!

What time now?

I wriggle under him and he m.o.a.ns back into my neck.

"Feng Teng. I'll go check the time." I say.

"No, I'll be in cold," he complains.

"And I don't think it's that late," He says.

"Be good, I'll be two seconds," I order.

He grumbles and lifts himself slightly to slip out of me and then heaves his body off of mine, rolling onto his back.

Then I jump up to go and find my phone, discovering it's nine o'clock and my brother hasn't called yet.

That's a relief, but I do have twelve missed calls from Feng Teng.

Huh?

I walk back into the bedroom and find him sitting up against the headboard, brazenly n.a.k.e.d and unashamed. I look down at myself.

Oh, so did am I.

"Feng Teng, why do I got twelve missed calls from you?" I ask in confusion while holding my phone up to him.

His face looks disapprove immediately.

"Because when I reach the penthouse, I couldn't find you. So I thought you had left. You almost gave me a hundred heart attacks in ten minutes, babe. Searching you everywhere... but then why were you in the other bedroom?" He fires the words accusingly at me.

"Hah? I didn't know how those things and ermm..." I may as well be honest.

"What does that mean?" he asks sceptically.

He sounds offended.

Has he forgotten about our little exchange of words last Sunday?

"Here, remember the last time I saw you, you were a total stranger who told me that I was a prick tease and had caused you these untold damages. And sorry for being a bit apprehensive." I said honestly.

His affronted look falls away instantly and is replaced with one of regret.

"Oh. I'm sorry babe. I didn't mean any of it at that time." He says apologetically.

"Right, okay" I sigh.

"Now, come here." He pats the mattress and I walk over to slide in beside him.

We lay on our sides facing each other, our heads resting on our bent forearms. 'You'll never see that man again.'

I hope I don't, but I'm doubtful of his confidence. One drink and I could be faced with the menacing brute, who I don't like very much.

"Will you stop drink that again?" I ask nervously.

Now is as good a time as any to get the information I need.

" Yes,"  He places his fingertip on my hipbone and circles lightly.

Instantly I've got a shiver.

"Never?"

He pauses mid-circle.

"Yes! Never, babe. All I need is you and for you to need me right now. Nothing else. I swear!" He says seriously.

I frown.

"Ha.Ha.Ha. You already made me need you, and then you destroyed me too." I say quietly.

I don't mean to make him feel guilty, but it's the truth. All I can feel myself falling into the needing realms again, after just one lovemaking session, and I didn't want to go there.

He inches closer to me so our noses are nearly touching and his hot, minty breath is spreading all over my face.

"I promise you, I will never hurt you again in this lifetime." He swears.

"You've said like that too before." I remind him.

Yes, he said he wouldn't hurt me intentionally last time, which was a justified cause for concern, but he still said it.

"Listen, the thought of seeing you in pain with emotionally or physically, it is very horrible to me already. All that thought was ompletely unspeakable but it could make me went crazy in second just thinking about it. And what I've done to you, has makes me want to plunge a knife straight through my own heart and hang it out for the proof." He says.

"Ow. That's a bit over-the-top, isn't it?" I blurt, completely shocked.

He scowls at me.

"Babe, it's the truth, just like I feel violent when I imagine another man l.u.s.ting after you." He shakes his head as if shaking away images that are cropping up in his mind.

"I really don't know how to tell you how serious I am. Really," he keen.

Oh my God.

Judge by his expression, he completely looks serious as his face is straight, his jaw clenched.

That's absolutely unreasonable.

"But Feng Teng, still you can't control everything of my life," I say on a furrowed brow.

"Babe. Where you're concerned, I'll try my best, to not make things difficult to you. I already told you before, that I've waited a very long for you. You're my little temptress from the heaven that destined for me only. Nothing could take you away from me. Nothing except death." He presses his lips to mine to seal his declaration.

"Wei Lin. As long as I have you, I have a reason to continue living. That is why I won't be  ever drinking again and that is why I will do anything and everything within my power just to keep you safe. Understand?" He presses in his tone.

Actually, I don't think I do understand what he meant, but spontaneously I nod at him.

With his determination and grit is commendable but ridiculously ambitious to me.

But what does he think could happen to me?

And I don't think I can be stitched to his hip permanently.

Slowly I reach forward to brush my thumb over the jagged line of his scar.

" Err... Feng Teng. Can I ask you about this? How did you get this?" I try my luck.

Even though I know he won't answer me, and I know it's a sore subject, but I'm compelled to extract as much information as I can.

If now I know the worst of him so what harm if I can know more into his past right?

He looks down at my hand on his scar and sighs quietly.