Chapter 115 - Dirty Little Secret

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She proudly walked towards Lord Tang and sat next to him, her body brushing his. Her gaze fell on the half-empty whiskey glass. She picked it up and brought it closer to her lips. 

"It tastes sweet," She said closer to his ear in a sensual voice. 

Lord Tang scooted away from her before she put her game plan to use. This was what he was trying to tell Feng Siyan earlier. Why Su Yi and Wang Jun we're not fit for babysitting this little brat. 

She was capable of hypnotizing anyone with her sinister beauty. There was nothing in Esma that screamed angelic not even a single bone. Although his men were capable enough of handling a single woman. They were skilled and trained in killing and assassinating but they were no match for someone like Esma who would always use her brain rather than fists. She was a woman who had spent years doctoring in psychology and the human psyche. 

In other words, she was an intellectual lunatic, and what was more dangerous than any intellectual lunatic residing under your roof. 

Lord Tang took a deep breath, " You broke the conduct, Esma? You were not supposed to leave London. Why are you here? " 

She took another sip of the whiskey and her eyes fell on the cigarette packet placed away from the bottle of whiskey. She took out a cigarette, placed it between her index and middle finger, and then slowly and in a very seductive motion, she brought it closer to her clammy lips.

Then she moved near him again and in a very velvety voice, she said, " You are no one to me. No one. I'm here not on your orders neither do I have the intention of following them. Not now and not ever. And sure as hell I'm not going back anytime soon. What are you gonna do about it, Lord Tang? " Very skillfully she grabbed the lighter from his coat pocket. Like always the lighter was put in his coat pocket and it seemed she was quite familiar with it. 

She lit the cigarette and took a puff. She felt a yank on her long hair as his another hand under her chin. He grabbed her chin tightly and bore his eyes in hers, " Right, you are nothing to me. And you should get it in your pretty little head that you can't leave the estate until I say so. Try fleeing from here, Esma, you will not want to visualize how cruel the punishment can be. Trust me, I will never flinch from punishing an undisciplined brat like you. Do you know why? Because you are nothing to me." 

Esma neither tried to remove his hands from her hair or chin, instead, she took another puff and smoked out on his face as she said, " Damm right. But do not forget that I'm something to your Ah-Jie. You won't dare to touch me." 

"And what do you think you're to him? " Lord Tang said looking straight to her eyes. 

"His dirty little secret," She whispered. 

Esma threw the remaining cigarettes on the ground though the ashtray was only a few inches away from her. She grabbed his collar and brought his face close to her, " As long as I'm alive, he will not let anyone touch me much less than harm me. Not even you, Lord Tang." 

Lord Tang threw her on the sofa as he stood up. Esma's head hit the table near the sofa. She scratched her head to soothe the pain and loudly cursed him for his inhumane behaviour. 

"Remind her Ah- Sying, the person she is referring to is searching for her all over the world for the last four days like a madman," Lord Tang spoke in a gravely serious tone. 

Feng Siyan who was watching the scene unfolding before his eyes were utterly and completely shocked. There was a person in the whole of the universe who could speak to his master like this. Feng Siyan knew his master was barely tolerating her for Long Jie's sake.

Esma glanced at Feng Siyan coldly, " Then ask your master who told his little brother to lock me there. I want to live with him now and complete all my unfinished businesses here. And I get to know he added another bitch to his lousy noble family by discreetly marrying her."

The earlier seductive and playful Esma was nowhere in sight in her place was a frightening and frantic woman who was capable of doing anything if provoked. Her hair was scattered on her face as she glanced at both of them. Su Yi and Wang Jun who were standing in the distance were horrified to see her. 

"I will kill all the bitches in his life starting from that classy bitch he calls his mother, " She looked dead into Lord Tang's eyes. Her black orbs were almost red now.

"You will do no such thing," Lord Tang's neutral and authoritative voice rang. " You will do no such thing, Esma," He repeated. 

Esma laughed darkly, " Who gonna stop me? You or your minions?" 

"Time will tell, Esma. Feng Siyan will follow you like a shadow. Do not dare to go near Ah-Jie's wife. I'm giving your freedom back to you but with conditions and few limitations. Play around and do whatever you wish to do during your little vacation in China but always remember the conditions." 

"We will see, Lord Tang. We will see," Esma chuckled. 

***

"Master, should I inform Long Jie about Miss Esma?" Feng Siyan asked in concern. 

He had already watched how much trouble this woman would bring to his master. It was better to send her back to where ever she came from. 

"No. Don't inform him and make sure he doesn't know she is here either. He must know how to clear his own mess. He has to come clean to his wife one day and its better that day comes as soon as possible," Lord Tang told him."If i were to die tomorrow, who will look after him? He needs to learn to live without me now." 

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