Blackwing Part 1

This is a great BL incest novel. Although it's a bit long, I hope you can read it with the mindset of a storyteller and enjoy this spiritual journey~~~~~~
1
"You've finally appeared, Yi! This time you won't escape my grasp."
A tall, slender figure muttered to himself in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the dark room, yet the firmness in his tone and the murderous aura he exuded were shocking. His clenched fists showed the man's excitement at this moment. He had finally found him, the one who had been hiding for three years.
"What happened? Who took Yi away?" The cultured man elegantly lit a high-end
cigarette and put it in his mouth, his face calm as if nothing had happened. His deep blue eyes glanced indifferently at his subordinate who was sweating profusely beside him. Although the man was calm on the surface, he exuded a strong sense of oppression. It was a sign of the boss's impending rage. Ronnie felt his clothes were about to be soaked through, and he answered in a low voice with trepidation, "The person who kidnapped Mr. Zhan is..." "What is it?" The man raised an eyebrow and asked impatiently. "It's...it's Mr. Zhan's cousin."
Cousin? "Yi, it seems I still don't understand you enough." The man took a deep drag on his cigarette, his brow furrowed, a
bad premonition making his gaze complex and worried.
Zhan Yi awoke from excruciating pain, struck by the relentless lashes of a whip. Seeing the
refined-looking man sitting three meters away, Zhan Yi immediately understood. Looking calmly at the other, he said indifferently, "Long time no see, cousin."
Hearing that familiar, still cold voice, Zhan Yu's heart skipped a beat. Three years had passed, and Yi remained
unchanged, except his hair was longer, now disheveled and flowing. Those eyes, which Zhan Yu loathed, seemed to see right through him. Zhan Yu hated that feeling, like being drawn into an abyss. He disliked being seen through, disliked being controlled; he felt he was the only true power. A surge of intense hatred welled up within him.
"You've finally fallen into my hands. I told you I wouldn't let you go." Zhan Yuren
smiled , eagerly anticipating Zhan Yi's terror and fear, for that was what he most wanted to see, desperately wanting to tear away that eternally calm facade…
"Yuren, three years have passed. I thought you'd matured, but you're still as childish as ever."
He possessed a mature and refined exterior, but his heart was twisted to the point of being perverse. This cousin, only a year older than him, seemed to forever see him as a thorn in his side, a thorn in his side. Why? He had given him the power and money of the Zhan family, even the woman he loved, so why wouldn't he let him go? Was he really that ruthless? Zhan Yi felt utterly helpless. Even after three years of fleeing under Alex's protection, Zhan Yuren had still found him. This time, it seemed his chances of survival were
slim .
Hearing Zhan Yi's seemingly mocking words, Zhan Yuren flew into a rage. He stood up, walked to Zhan Yi, and slowly
approached until they could hear each other's breath. Behind the gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes were fixed viciously on the battered man from Peking University before him. Suddenly, his hand gripped the slender, beautiful neck tightly. Zhan Yi's breathing grew weaker, but he didn't struggle at all, his dark eyes staring straight ahead. Why? Why wouldn't he surrender? Watching the man in his arms gradually lose consciousness, his beautiful lips turning bloodless, Zhan Yuren seemed bewitched, lowering his head to kiss him.
Just
as he was about to suffocate, he suddenly felt a warm current flow in, a moist, warm object gently licking
his lips. A scent both strange and familiar surrounded his nose, but it was definitely not the hot, familiar embrace he had had for the past three years. Zhan Yi abruptly awoke from his hazy state, his eyes opening to see Zhan Yuren's refined, handsome face. At this moment, he was as affectionate and tender as a lover. The eyes that had been so malevolent just moments before were now closed, long eyelashes trembling slightly behind his glasses, brows furrowed, and his hands loosened their grip, instead cupping Zhan Yi's face in their hands. Why did he have such an expression, as if handling something extremely precious? Complex emotions, incomprehension, and panic were gradually surging within him. Before he could think further, his body reacted with even greater resistance. The fierce struggle seemed to jolt Zhan Yuren awake from a beautiful dream. He stared blankly at the person before him, their face filled with contempt, anger, bewilderment, and a hint of panic. The quiet warehouse was filled only with heavy, rapid breathing. Even the group of subordinates behind him gasped at Zhan Yuren's actions, knowing Zhan Yi's identity and thus even more terrified by the strange turn of events.
Zhan Yuren was filled with remorse for his actions. Why had he impulsively kissed him? Deep within his heart,
something he himself didn't understand seemed to be taking root, rapidly multiplying and growing ever stronger. Confusion and panic gripped his mind, but when he met those eyes filled with contempt and disdain, as if he were something utterly filthy, the anger within him erupted like a volcano. He grabbed Zhan Yi's shoulders and shook him violently, roaring irrationally,
"Don't look at me like that! Do you hear me? I won't... I won't!" He screamed madly, then suddenly
seemed to remember something, staring blankly at the man whose wounds were being violently pulled, his face contorted in pain. Suddenly, a strange smile appeared on his face, a smile that made Zhan Yi feel as if he were being stared at by a venomous snake.
"Haha! I almost forgot, you're a lowly
prostitute who sold your body to that man for three years of protection! How come you're not used to being touched by other men? Well, today I'll see what kind of charm you've been trained to have!" Jealousy and resentment made Zhan Yuren want to destroy the man before him. He took a few steps back and beckoned a subordinate over, "Number One, go and enjoy yourself." Number One nodded mechanically and walked towards Zhan Yi, whose hands were bound by chains.
A large hand grabbed the blood-stained shirt at the chest and ripped it open, sending snowflakes flying. Zhan Yi immediately
struggled violently, the clanging of the trembling chains echoing crisply in the damp, dark warehouse. His wrists were red from the friction, even stained with traces of blood.
He coldly glanced at the man ravaging his body, then immediately shifted his gaze to the
vicious man watching with his arms crossed in the distance. With a contemptuous snort, he raised his chin and said provocatively, "You want to humiliate me like this? How despicable! I thought you, with your pride, would never stoop to such low tactics."
"Despicable? Those two words don't exist in my dictionary, Zhan Yuren's. What I have is ruthless methods, that's how you
become the strongest." An excited smile spread across his face, as if proclaiming his own power and success and Zhan Yi's downfall. Seeing that Number One's hand had stopped, he immediately said coldly, "What are you doing stopping? Hurry up, everyone's waiting to see!"
Number One dared not disobey the order, his hand moved downwards, quickly tearing
off . Instantly, a beautiful, slender, and perfect body was exposed naked before everyone. The white skin and the bloodstains on his chest created a strange scene, like a blooming rose. The muscles were fine and not exaggerated, the body lines were perfect, and the legs were long and strong. Coupled with the already messy black hair and the delicate, handsome, and slightly pale face, it showed a desolate and bloodstained beauty. Everyone's breathing quickened, and Number One also felt his body heat up. A hot current quickly surged down to his lower body. He licked his dry lips, and his hand trembled as he reached for Zhan Yi's lower body.
Thick fingers probed into the narrow anus, but the dry interior made it difficult for his fingers to move freely. Number One was somewhat...
He became uncontrollably rough. His fingers pierced forcefully, and blood immediately flowed down his thigh, dripping onto the hard concrete floor with a soft "plop." Even as he was being violated, Zhan Yi stood tall and straight, his face calm and composed, as if nothing had happened, though occasionally a flicker of pain could be seen in his brow. No matter how much he resisted, Zhan Yuren wouldn't let him go, so he might as well face it lightly. Zhan Yi had always been easygoing about everything. Others might see his indifference as a provocation. However, that was his personality, and he never wanted to change it. Begging for mercy was impossible; his pride and self-respect wouldn't allow him to bow to anyone, even at the cost of his life.
His posture was undoubtedly a sign of contempt and disdain for Zhan Yuren. Their eyes met fiercely in the air
, filled with a torrent of emotions. Unconsciously, Zhan Yuren clenched his fists. This person who had avoided him for three years—even he couldn't quite define the feelings he harbored for him. Was it truly hatred? But it seemed mixed with something else as well: a nameless heartache, and the loneliness and longing in the quiet of the night. If one were to think of someone constantly, then that emotion should be called longing! And there was that uncontrollable jealousy, just like now…
Number One's hand was fiercely caressing Zhan Yi's body, the smooth skin seeming to feel
even . He was like a beautiful beast, haughty and disdainful of everyone. That expression made one want to torture and destroy him. Unable to bear the unbearable agitation any longer, Number One unzipped his pants, aiming his dark, enormous desire at Zhan Yi's rear…
"Stop!" Just as the man's ugly desire was about to enter Zhan Yi's body, Zhan Yuren suddenly
roared , his angry eyes bloodshot, as if he wanted to kill someone. "Stop! Didn't you hear me? Get out! All of you get out!"
Number One, his hand frozen in place, clutching his desire, didn't understand why his master had suddenly become angry and stopped him. His pent-
up venting was abruptly interrupted, and a cold sweat poured down his forehead. A few seconds later, Number One regained his composure, put on his clothes, and left. The warehouse's large iron door slammed shut with a loud bang, leaving only the two men staring at each other.
The blond man sitting on the private jet felt an unprecedented unease and anxiety.
His wildly beating heart wished it could fly to Hong Kong immediately, to the place where his beloved had been taken. His young, handsome, and arrogant face softened as he recalled his first encounter with Wing. If time could turn back, he would still fall in love with him without hesitation, the man who had captivated him at first sight…
Alex. Victor. Cyril, the head of Britain's premier underworld family,
a figure who had become a powerful force at the young age of sixteen, characterized by coldness, ruthlessness, and viciousness. In a family rife with power struggles, his ability to ruthlessly crush others speaks volumes about his methods and strength. His outward success masked a deep loneliness. Children raised in such families are often somewhat abnormal, trained from a young age in various skills and survival techniques. It's a life-or-death struggle; the bloodthirsty instinct is deeply ingrained, leaving them numb. Men envy, are jealous of, hate, and even fear him. Women, however, are deeply attracted to him. His golden hair flies freely, displaying his arrogant and untamed nature. His handsome features, strong and sexy physique, coupled with his wild and aloof demeanor, make him seem like a proud king. Women love wild and handsome men, especially since he not only possesses striking looks but also an exciting social status. Even becoming his mistress for a single night is worthwhile.
He is also incredibly generous to women, readily giving them money as long as they don't cross his boundaries. Giving those foolish women a little extra cash is no big deal. Therefore, the number of women willing to climb into his bed could stretch to the other side of the world… Night after night, he seduces women, seeking solace in a sea of flowers; he delivers a fatal blow to his rival, seeking the thrill of bloodshed—none of these can satisfy his inner turmoil. Perhaps deep down, he just longs for a sliver of sunshine, a glimmer of light and hope in this dark world.
Springtime in London is vibrant, the air fresh, instantly lifting one's spirits. Standing by the small bridge,
watching the white doves soaring in the sky and listening to the laughter of passersby, Zhan Yi felt utterly content. He didn't know how long this beautiful, warm moment would last, but being able to temporarily escape the people he didn't want to face was already a great happiness for him. Perhaps heaven was still kind.
"Uncle, can you help me get my balloon down? It flew away!" A round-faced, blonde little girl gently tugged at Zhan Yi's hand.
Zhan Yi looked down and saw that the little girl had large, bright blue eyes, and tears were welling up in them. He couldn't help but smile slightly, patted the little girl's head, and gently said, "Don't cry,
Uncle will get it for you!" After getting the balloon back, the little girl smiled sweetly, thanked him, and ran off happily. Watching the little girl's figure, Zhan Yi felt a sweet warmth in his heart. Perhaps this was where he would settle down, marry a gentle foreign wife, and have a lovely blonde child. He would live happily ever after,
far from strife and trouble, forgetting the feelings he had once given. But why did his heart still ache so much? Perhaps he wasn't as carefree as he thought. On the other side of the world, that man might be mocking his weakness and incompetence, but so what? He just didn't want anyone to be hurt—his family and the woman he deeply loved. Was she happy? Her choice was a fact he couldn't change. If she was happy, he was willing to give up everything, for her, and for himself, to let go of each other and fly!
5 Zhan Yi admired the exotic scenery along the way while observing the houses on both sides of the path. Looking for
a place to stay. Perhaps because it was broad daylight, the small street was almost deserted. However, Zhan Yi particularly liked a cluster of buildings nearby. They possessed both an ancient style and a modern feel. The design was simple yet elegant. He heard voices not far away and couldn't help but head towards them, hoping to find out if anyone was willing to rent a place nearby.
Upon closer inspection, he discovered that several delinquents were causing trouble, each wielding an iron bar and smoking
a cigarette, cornering a tall boy in an alley. The boy wore a sports cap, beneath which was a head of brilliant blond hair, with long bangs plastered to his forehead, almost obscuring his vision. Although still in his developmental stage, the boy was already quite tall, somewhere between an adult and a boy. The aura emanating from him was undeniable; Zhan Yi had a feeling this boy was not someone to be trifled with. The boy had clearly angered the group of delinquents, who all looked menacing and wanted to teach him a lesson, but were intimidated by the boy's dangerous and cold demeanor, hesitating and not daring to make a move. They could only slowly approach.
"Damn it!"
One of them, unable to bear it any longer, struck the boy on the head, but the boy
remained . Zhan Yi frowned, and before the iron rod could hit the boy's head, he swiftly kicked him. The boy who was kicked to the ground screamed, and the other boys were also stunned by the sudden turn of events. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhan Yi grabbed the boy's hand and ran out.
After running several hundred meters, making sure they weren't being chased, Zhan Yi stopped and turned around to ask, "Are you alright
?" The boy still didn't react. Could this child have been scared out of his wits? Probably not! Could he have a fever? He could only move closer and look at him with some doubt.
"I'm fine!" the boy answered softly, finally raising his head. A pair of bright green eyes peeked out from under his messy
hair , as dazzling and beautiful as agate. With his distinctive Western features, he was a very handsome child. The boy lowered his head, his gaze falling directly on their tightly clasped hands. Only then did Zhan Yi notice and immediately let go of his hands. However, the boy's eyes showed a hurt expression, leaving Zhan Yi completely confused.
"You...you should go home! It's not safe outside." Looking at the boy, whose demeanor was completely different from before,
he now looked like a pitiful homeless animal. =_+||| Although he was a bit taller, Zhan Yi couldn't help
but smile softly and said gently, "Where do you live? I'll take you home!" For some reason, Zhan Yi had a special fondness for people with blond hair; perhaps it was because it was the color of the sun, something he had always pursued.
The boy stared blankly at Zhan Yi for a long time, then suddenly laughed, took Zhan Yi's hand, and strode forward.
This...reaction was too strange? Helplessly, Zhan Yi let the boy lead him, and the two cold palms miraculously felt like they were burning with flames, warming his entire body.
6 Alex quietly walked to the bedside and looked at the still sleeping Zhan Yi. Yesterday, this angelic
Eastern man had been tricked into coming home by him through a combination of dragging and cajoling. Even he himself couldn't imagine having such a childlike side, resorting to whining, faking tears, and any other means imaginable. If outsiders saw this gang leader acting this way, they'd probably all be terrified. The thought was laughable.
If he could choose, he'd rather not have been born into such a family. From childhood, there was no warmth, no parental
love. Only cruel, ruthless struggle and slaughter. In his seventeen years of life, he had never been happy. The hatred in his heart, and the coldness and ruthlessness he had been forced to cultivate for survival—all of this could only be revealed in the dead of night, when he would drop his mask and secretly weep under the covers. No one genuinely cared about him, no one had ever shown him a sincere smile, except him… an angel who descended from heaven. His fingertips gently traced the outstretched wings of his face. Alex felt a satisfaction he had never known before. He
often secretly disguised himself and went out alone to the school that ordinary children attended. I went to that spacious, green
grass, watching children my age play football. I watched from afar, envious, something I could never have in my life. Yet, I couldn't help but yearn to be closer… Yesterday, as usual, I removed my bodyguards and evaded my family's watchful eyes to enjoy the fresh air outside. But I never expected to encounter a few arrogant kids laundering money in a small street. (=_=|| I'm just a kid myself~) With my
skills, I wouldn't have given them a second thought, but suddenly I sensed someone approaching. It was a man with long, black hair, clear eyes, a beautiful face, and a noble air. For a moment, I thought I'd seen an angel. I stared blankly until someone attacked, and the angel reached out his hand. His hand was cold, but it was sweet to my heart. Then the angel released my hand, and I suddenly felt abandoned. And a heartache I'd never felt before. The angel's smile was so beautiful, so real, his gentle eyes genuinely caring for me. For the first time since birth, I felt happiness. At that moment, he silently vowed never to let the angel leave his side. Forever…
The bed was so soft, much better than a hotel. Zhan Yi finally opened his eyes after a satisfying sleep.
“Angel, you’re awake? Did you sleep well?!”
Angel?? Was this smiling brat talking about him?
Seeing Zhan Yi’s puzzled expression, the boy kindly added, “Yes, I’m talking about you! The long-haired
Eastern angel!” He even used fluent Chinese…
“I’m not called Angel, I’m called Zhan Yi!” He patiently explained, dealing with a stubborn brat was a real headache
.
“Zhan Yi? You still say you’re not an angel? This is an angel’s name!” An excited face quickly approached
, a strange light flashing in his sparkling eyes. Unfortunately, Zhan Yi couldn’t understand it.
He shook his head helplessly, “Just call me Yi, what’s your name?”
“I’m called Alex Yi, your hair is so beautiful, can I touch it?” He said it was a question, but his hand had already reached out and touched it without
hesitation . The silky touch spread through his palm, and he couldn’t help but stroke it back and forth. Zhan Yi chuckled at his childlike behavior. Oh well, thanks to him, he slept very well last night. Since arriving in England, he hadn't slept well at all, but last night, in this unfamiliar bed, he slept so peacefully and warmly.
"Yi, let's go have breakfast! I don't know what you like, so I asked the maid to make some things."
He then dragged Zhan Yi towards the washroom.
Reaching the table, Zhan Yi was almost dumbfounded. The 5-meter-long table was laden with a dazzling array of breakfast dishes.
Eastern flavors, Western flavors… (It's like a Manchu Han Imperial Feast! Can we finish it all? =_=|||) This is what they call "
some"? How much would "all of it" be? He looked at Alex in surprise, but the little devil secretly felt smug. He couldn't neglect his angel! His angel should be very satisfied with his breakfast! A smile played on his lips. "Shall we begin?"
When he came with the kid yesterday, he'd noticed the boy was likely from a wealthy family. The house, a lavish, newly built
European-style building, was ridiculously large. Even if this was just to repay his help yesterday, there wasn't nearly enough food on the table
. Sigh! Rich kids don't know anything about saving. He really should know the hardships of the common people. The food was indeed top-notch, making one's appetite soar. Even when he couldn't eat anymore, the kid kept piling food onto his plate. He didn't eat himself, just watched Zhan Yi eat. Can watching others eat fill you up? Just as he was about to ask,
the door was pushed open…
Entering was a slender man in a suit and tie, with a delicate, almost effeminate face. His seductive smile was glaringly
obvious. His long, blond hair, like Alex's, was neatly tied behind his ears, and his face bore a resemblance, only more feminine.
The man sized Zhan Yi up and down for a few seconds, then chuckled, "My dear Alex, aren't you going to introduce me to your
friend?"
"Speak quickly if you have something to say. You should know I hate being disturbed during my mealtime!" A cold, deep
voice came from Alex, who had reverted to the aloof demeanor Zhan Yi had first encountered. His eyes were deep and sharp,
radiating a terrifying aura that kept everyone at a distance, chilling to the extreme.
"Heh, I was just asking casually. If you don't want to introduce me, fine! I'm here to tell you that a
family , and the elders are eager to hear your explanation!" The man remained unperturbed by Alex's attitude, his smile unchanged, only making him seem more like a cunning fox.
"I understand. You can leave now! No need to see me off." He rudely dismissed him; anyone who disturbed him and
the angel deserved to die! The man seemed to sense Alex's considerable anger, shrugged, gave Zhan Yi a meaningful look, and wisely decided not to linger.
"Yi! I'm going out for a bit, you have to wait for me to come back, okay?" The kid's face changed faster than flipping through a book, immediately adopting
a pitiful look. It was hard to tell which side was the real him. Helpless, Zhan Yi could only nod.
When Zhan Yi saw Alex appear before him in a well-fitting white tuxedo, he could only be described as
speechless . The exquisitely crafted suit, clearly expensive, looked perfectly elegant on his tall, muscular figure. His messy bangs were also carefully styled, instantly transforming his entire demeanor.
He became mature and refined. No longer a mischievous boy, but a mature and charming young man.
Alex slowly walked towards Zhan Yi, his eyes filled with an indescribable tenderness. This made Zhan Yi feel a little flustered.
A mix of confusion and sweetness washed over her. Almost instantly, she felt like Cinderella waiting for her prince charming, until the noble prince approached, bent down, placed his hands on the armrests of the chair, and enveloped her. His warm breath filled her nostrils, and Alex gently kissed Zhan Yi's forehead, his focused gaze meeting Zhan Yi's eyes, reaching the very depths of his soul.
"Trust me, I'll explain!"
Attending a family meeting with a group of old men was Alex's least favorite thing, but as
the head of the Cyril family, it was an obligation he had to fulfill. Especially before consolidating his power, he wanted to let these annoying old men gloat for a few days.
"We would like to ask you to provide a reasonable explanation for what happened to Masai," a white-bearded, white-haired
elder, the oldest among them, asked first. The others stared intently at Alex, determined to get an explanation. Some of his so-called brothers and sisters also smugly anticipated the spectacle. They were extremely jealous of Alex, the youngest member of the family, being chosen as successor. They seized every opportunity to pull him off the throne and ensure his permanent ascension. This was the family's eternal struggle, its eternal tragedy.
"Heh! Explanation?" Alex sneered. "Marce sent someone to assassinate me, but died suddenly before the rigorous cabinet
trial . All the blame points to me, but I don't think I'm that foolish. What do you elders think? Hmm?"
A silence fell. Alex, with his methods, could easily have fabricated a perfect story that no one could fault.
However , it couldn't be ruled out that he had framed Marcel to get rid of him, and had killed him before the investigation and trial.
"Hmph, you're clearly framing my brother. Everyone knows my brother was originally the successor, you despicable
scoundrel!" The woman who spoke was Marcel's younger sister, Shirley. Cyril, also Alex's cousin. She succinctly revealed the doubts lingering in everyone's minds.
"That damn woman is still so annoying." "So, what's the evidence? If you had evidence
, it would be the police questioning me now, not my dear sister!" Alex's sarcastic words and disdainful gaze were his way of retaliating, leaving Xue Ni gritting her teeth in frustration and helplessness.
At this moment, a gentle voice interjected, "Dear Xue Ni, we're all brothers and sisters.
I don't think Alex would do such a thing, but since it has happened, we must face reality. Let's give Alex some time to investigate the whole story. What are the opinions of the elders?"
Several elders quickly exchanged opinions, and the oldest spoke again, "This matter is of great importance.
The cause of Masai's death must be thoroughly investigated. We would like to request that Young Master Alex hand over the murderer within half a month and give us a reasonable explanation.
" "Wing, this is my past, and my present. As for the future… I don't know!" "His sorrowful
eyes spoke of his pain, and his sincere heart opened to someone he had only known for less than two days. Zhan Yi was deeply moved. He went over and gently embraced this seemingly strong but actually very fragile boy, warming his wounded soul with his own body heat. He was just a seventeen-year-old boy, with a past just like his own. Zhan Yi's heart ached uncontrollably; he saw his own reflection in the boy. He, too, longed for someone to offer comfort and support in his most heartbroken and helpless moments. And now, Zhan Yi was certain that he was this boy's only support and the only person he could trust.
"Don't leave me, please! My only angel!"
The face buried in Zhan Yi's shoulder was already streaked with tears. His voice was hoarse and almost indistinct, but it
resonated deeply in Zhan Yi's mind. He couldn't help but tighten his arms around the boy's body, saying, "Don't be sad, I will never leave you!" "A gentle voice miraculously soothes all sorrow and pain, as sweet and intoxicating as spring flowers in bloom. Alex felt a deep sense of happiness finally arriving.
"You mean they're forcing you to hand over the murderer?"
"Yes, that Roserd is even more difficult to deal with than Masai!" he said through gritted teeth. "Roserd is
the guy who came this morning. He's a cunning fox, always watching me and Masai fight, reaping the benefits. He's also a petty person who stirs up trouble within the family."
Hearing Alex's words, Zhan Yi deeply agreed. He had a bad feeling the first time he saw the man, especially
the strange look in his eyes.
"I suspect he's the one who killed Masai. At this point, everyone will point the finger at me, while he's
pushing the elders along, thus forcing me to hand over the murderer and give an explanation."
His brows furrowed, and he asked worriedly, "Then aren't you in great danger? What will they do to you if they can't find
the murderer ?" "
Forcing me to abdicate." The worry lasted only a few seconds before his face immediately softened with confidence and determination. "But I
won't let them succeed!" He smiled at Zhan Yi, knowing that with his beloved by his side, he would become even stronger. Only then could he become the strongest person and forever protect his beloved angel.
11 The following days passed quickly and the two got along very well. Although Alex had a somewhat childish side,
he was actually quite mature and steady. Zhan Yi's initial worries gradually subsided.
After exploring all the sights of London, they still felt it wasn't enough. Although a large number of bodyguards followed
them , which made them feel a little uncomfortable at first, they eventually got used to it. Zhan Yi felt that having such a younger brother was actually a very pleasant thing; he finally felt a warm sense of home. Zhan Yi had wondered about the two of them always playing around, as that matter was still unresolved and he was always a little uneasy. However, Alex just smiled mysteriously and replied, "You'll understand soon enough!" These words still made Zhan Yi feel... Confused. But since their fates were now inextricably linked, she should unconditionally trust him.
Their every move was closely watched, especially Rosedd, who had them monitored almost constantly, with her informants
reporting identical updates daily. This made Rosedd increasingly uneasy, completely bewildered by Alex's actions. The day drew closer, yet he remained unresponsive, spending his days on outings with the Eastern man. Their interactions were intimate, their relationship far from simple, and it was clear that Alex was deeply attached to the man, his eyes filled with possessiveness! Perhaps, she could use that man to her advantage.
Rosedd was calculating her own schemes, unaware that the outcome was still far from certain.
"Yi! I have something to ask you." zyzz "What is it?" It was rare to see Alex so
serious . Her heart tightened.
He hesitated, then finally asked slowly, "If… I
put in danger, would you blame me?"
With a soft laugh,
Alex suddenly grabbed Zhan Yi's shoulders, "Hehe, I'm a man, I can protect myself, don't underestimate me!" The time was drawing ever closer, and I'd been hesitating. This was an opportunity, but I was afraid of losing you because of it. Do you understand? Although
he didn't know exactly what Alex meant, Zhan Yi still chose to believe the person in front of him without hesitation.
He gently stroked Alex's face, which was slightly flushed with excitement. "I will always believe you! That's all I want to say! Nothing else." Hearing his firm reply, Alex hugged him tightly. This familiar warmth would be the hottest flame in his life.
12 Everything was proceeding as planned. Rosedd had indeed kidnapped Zhan Yi to blackmail Alex. Regardless of
the final outcome, it would undoubtedly affect everyone. If he obediently gave up everything from the Cyril family, then Zhan Yi would be safe. Otherwise, it would distract Alex at the most crucial moment, and when the elders' deadline arrived, he would be forced to abdicate.
At this moment, Zhan Yi finally understood why Alex had been so worried earlier. The man in front of him was simply a
madman . His hands and feet were tied tightly to the bed with ropes, his clothes were removed, and he was naked and at the mercy of others. A feeling of intense humiliation welled up inside him.
Rosedd laughed maniacally, his face almost contorted. Holding a tiny needle, she approached Zhan Yi. The pale
blue liquid emitted an unusual glow, and Zhan Yi had a bad feeling.
The liquid was forcibly injected into his body. Rosede looked him up and down with a strange gaze, her sinister
eyes like those of Satan from hell. His body gradually began to react, his whole body burning hot, and feeling as if countless tiny insects were crawling all over him. Zhan Yi was covered in sweat and couldn't help but want to move.
Rosede looked at the white body on the bed and laughed triumphantly, "You've been with that brat, haven't you? This drug will
drive you crazy with excitement. Ahahaha!"
She grabbed his long black hair and played with it between her fingers, licking and tearing at Zhan Yi's nipples with her tongue, biting hard.
"Beg me! Come on, beg me! It's so exciting." He grew hotter and hotter, and his senses were fading. All the blood in his body rushed to that sensitive spot in his lower body. He wanted to release, but Rosede restrained him with her hand. A red hairband was immediately tied to the rod, tightly wrapped around the sensitive, throbbing desire. Cold sweat poured down his back, and Zhan Yi could only rub his body against the bed. Snow-white skin, red passion. Dreamy eyes, and perfect curves. The visual effect strongly impacted Rosede's perverted nerves. Rampaging factors boiled within him, clamoring wildly.
Unable to endure any longer, Rosede grabbed the extra-large male vibrator by the bed, spread his long, white legs, and thrust it in
forcefully ...
"Ah!" The sudden pain made Zhan Yi groan uncontrollably, further arousing Rosede's lust.
He thrust wildly a few times, and blood quickly stained the sheets. Pressing the switch to the highest level, the vibrator began to vibrate on its own, forcing the narrow anus to open and close in response.
13 Rosede had never seen such a passionate scene before. From the first moment he saw Zhan Yi, he
had a feeling that he was perfect to be his plaything. Unexpectedly, he was even more alluring and captivating than anticipated. His pink tongue lingered, tracing a circle along his lips, intensifying the erotic atmosphere. Zhan Yi, who had been in
pain on the bed, suddenly gave a seductive smile—a smile that was flirtatious, alluring, beautiful, and arrogant.
Rosed almost felt his heart stop for a moment.
"Heh, and I even cooperated so well to let you catch me, but I didn't expect my tricks to be so outdated!" A lazy,
sexy voice came from Zhan Yi's bewitching red lips. The provocation couldn't be clearer.
Rosed, a man who had seen it all, recovered quickly from his initial surprise and disorientation.
He looked at the bewitching, captivating man with a questioning, scrutinizing gaze. Zhan
Yi arrogantly raised his chin, his expression as haughty as an emperor.
The light emanating from his black diamond-like eyes was intoxicating and insane. Rosed smelled a hint of someone similar, but he wasn't entirely certain.
Zhan Yi continued to tempt, "Your tricks aren't even as good as that brat's! You really disappoint me!"
He glanced at the vibrator on his lower body.
"Oh? Is that so?" Rosede frowned,
her anger rising at Zhan Yi's words that she was inferior to Alex.
"Let me teach you some more exciting tricks! You'll be my opponent, I think it'll be very exciting, hmm?"
The erotic teasing was indeed very tempting. Rosede was somewhat interested, but she was afraid Zhan Yi had ulterior motives.
However, she quickly realized she had already been drugged, so he couldn't really come up with anything special. Besides, if there was truly heavenly stimulation, she definitely wouldn't want to miss it.
"Okay, tell me how to play!
" 14 "First, remove all this messy stuff from my body! It's annoying to look at!" " Zhan Yi held her breath and
said with a charming smile. No matter how much pain and discomfort she felt, she had to endure it, otherwise all her efforts would be in vain. She tried her best to appear indifferent so that the other party could not see any flaws.
Sure enough, Rosede smiled wickedly and gently untied the red hair ribbon with curiosity. Then
she took out the vibrator. Her anus was already torn open, and the pain was indescribable, but Zhan Yi was calm, as if she was already used to this scene of being frantically tortured.
Throughout the process, Rosede appeared extremely gentle and gentlemanly, as if the perverted madman from before
was completely unrelated to her. Finally, she even slightly lifted Zhan Yi's right leg and gently kissed from the knee to the ankle.
"My queen, what should we do next?" Her desire, which had been fully aroused, was burning fiercely, and
Rosede couldn't wait to know what kind of stimulation would come next.
"Don't rush, we have plenty of time, now untie my hands!" "As soon as he finished speaking,
a cold glint appeared on Rosede's face.
Zhan Yi quickly used his knee, which had just been kissed, to teasingly rub Rosede's genitals through her pants. "
What's wrong? Are you afraid I'll run away? Hmm? Hurry up! I want to do it!" "
His hazy, lustful eyes sparkled. His rosy skin yearned for caresses.
Rosed finally stopped doubting and immediately untied the ropes.
The two quickly embraced, Rosed kissing Zhan Yi passionately, their tongues entwining in their mouths.
For some reason, she suddenly felt a pang of jealousy towards that brat, who actually kept such a beautiful woman hidden away. Luckily, she had snatched her away. Her burning desire was unbearable, wanting to be fully released. Her fingers reached behind her and, using the previous fluid, inserted themselves. The elastic anus immediately gripped her slender fingers tightly. Rosed was so stimulated that she almost ejaculated; the wonderful, suffocating feeling of being tightly enveloped made her lose control. Her lower body was terribly swollen, eager to enter that alluring interior. Zhan Yi, however, kept twisting his beautiful body to rub against Rosed's excited parts.
"Ah! You seductive vixen!" Rosed sighed, aroused.
15 "Alright, now we'll get to the point." Zhan Yi shoved Rosed aside with a wicked grin and
slowly got off the bed. Golden sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating her beautiful body and creating a dreamlike, dazzling effect. Rosed was mesmerized, his greedy gaze never leaving her.
He stopped in front of a high-class mahogany chair, beckoned with a finger, and said, "Now,
take off your clothes, my king."
Rosed readily complied, though his desire was difficult to suppress, he believed what was to come would be worthwhile.
"Get your money's worth."
Zhan Yi said mysteriously, "Actually, the most exciting part isn't tying up the people below, but
tying up the people above!" Rosed asked in confusion, "How so?"
"Do you want to try that feeling, that subtle, stimulating sensation of wanting to control everything yet being suppressed
?" His fingertips lightly caressed Rosed's chest, slowly tracing a seductive shape.
"That makes sense! Hehe! Let's go then. If you perform well, I'll keep you by my side.
The Cyril family will be mine in the future. You're definitely better than following that brat!"
"Of course, I like strong people. If the strongest person is you, then I will belong to you! Now,
let me serve you well, my king!" He opened his mouth and bit Rosed's shirt button, using his mouth to help him remove his clothes. The man couldn't bear the prolonged torture and pulled hard, quickly taking off his clothes and pants, and a moment later he was also naked. He
excitedly let Zhan Yi tie him up tightly, and after confirming that he couldn't break free, Zhan Yi walked
behind Rosed. He covered Rosed's eyes with his left hand, then kissed her ear. Rosed's breathing quickened with excitement. Just then, Zhan Yi's eyes changed, and taking advantage of the person in front of him being lost in the moment and completely unprepared, his right hand suddenly rose high... With a click, Rosed's head slowly drooped...
After doing all this, Zhan Yi was covered in sweat. All the strength in his body was instantly drained away; if it had
been a minute later, he couldn't guarantee he could have held on. The combined effects of the drug, physical pain, and mental torment would have broken anyone else long ago. If it weren't for his training with drugs since childhood, he probably...
He quickly changed Rosed's clothes, his mind racing, thinking about how to escape. There should still be three henchmen outside.
With the force he used, Rosed would probably wake up soon. Time was of the essence. Zhan Yi went to the window; one of the men was guarding the entrance on the first floor. As long as they weren't all on the second floor, there was still a chance to escape.
A hush fell over the room, the previous hushed conversations gone. The two henchmen at the door exchanged a flirtatious
glance tacitly assuming their master was already making love with the handsome kidnapped man.
Just then, a shout suddenly erupted from inside…
The two men rushed in, only to be instantly stunned by what they saw. Three meters from the doorway,
their master lay unconscious, tightly bound to a chair. The kidnapped man was leaning over their master's back, a shard of broken but sturdy glass pressed precisely against the forcibly raised and immobilized pale neck. The man's body was carefully and discreetly concealed behind Rosed, completely hidden from view; his intentions were obvious.
A cold voice came: "I don't need to waste any more words, right? Throw the gun over here, thanks for your cooperation
! Also, don't try to test my patience, hurry up, there's also a communicator. Hmm?"
The two henchmen were at a loss. If they mishandled the situation and their master got hurt, their
own be grim. So they had no choice but to obediently do as Zhan Yi said.
The gun was thrown under the chair, but Zhan Yi didn't immediately pick it up. Instead, he gestured for one of them to use the rope already placed by
the door to tie up the other. Then he carefully picked up the gun from the ground. Good! All done! Looking at the mess he'd made, his tense nerves finally relaxed slightly. Only the one at the front door remained
. He gritted his teeth, determined to hold on, believing Alex would definitely come. Although he knew finding the address where he was tied up wouldn't be easy, Zhan Yi had a feeling Alex would find it. Perhaps this was what they called trust. But then the communicator rang, and his heart, which had just been hanging in the air, immediately pounded again. Large beads of sweat dripped from his forehead. Answer? Or not? Gritting his teeth, Zhan Yi decided to use the same tactic as before, employing Rosed as a shield.
As expected of a well-trained individual, he immediately sensed something amiss. The man guarding the downstairs door had already rushed to the second floor
, facing Zhan Yi directly. One aimed for the other's heart, the other for Rosed's forehead. The two powerful forces clashed in mid-air, neither willing to yield an inch. While watching Zhan Yi's movements, the man quickly scanned the room. It seemed his other two companions had been threatened, allowing the attack to succeed. If he were to hesitate,
he would likely be at the mercy of his opponent again.
"You've been drugged; you're no match for me. You'd better release Young Master Rosed!" the man
advised, seemingly out of kindness, but with ulterior motives; a cunning glint flashed in his eyes. Zhan Yi keenly sensed this. He hadn't forgotten his physical discomfort, but in this tense moment, remembering it made it feel like ants crawling on his chest, making it increasingly difficult to breathe. In that brief moment of disorientation, a sharp, piercing crash rang out from the right—the sound of shattering glass. A black figure leaped in swiftly. As Zhan Yi turned his head, Rosede, who had been unconscious, suddenly opened her eyes, using the force of her foot to sway to the left, chair and all. Before Zhan Yi could react, the man at the door swiftly stepped forward and delivered a flying kick to Zhan Yi's left hand, which was holding the gun. Her weakened body couldn't withstand the powerful blow and she collapsed to the ground. The gun slid to the side, and Zhan Yi bit her thin lip in resentment, utterly unwilling to accept defeat.
Rosede walked up to Zhan Yi with a cold expression and kicked him hard in the abdomen. Zhan Yi groaned.
"Hmph! I've been too lenient with you, you bitch! You dare to play tricks on me? You're asking for death!" With that, she snatched the gun from her subordinate, intending to kill Zhan Yi.
A person nearby intervened just in time. "Young Master, he's still useful. Don't let a small loss lead to a bigger one."
"I almost forgot, but when Alex falls into my hands, I'll send you two bastards to
the underworld together."
With Zhan Yi's interference, Rosede had lost his previous desires. Now, he only wanted to complete
the plan and become the head of the Cyril family as soon as possible.
"Hansen, how's your contact with that kid going? Is he trying to stall for time?"
"Young Master, he said he'll only announce his abdication after he comes alone to confirm his lover's safety." The man called
Hansen was the one who broke in through the window earlier. Hearing Rosede's question, he immediately answered very respectfully.
Rosede's face showed mockery and disdain. "Hmph, what tricks does he want to play? Trying to bring people to kill me
? I won't fall for it!"
"Probably not. We have leverage too. Besides, if he dares to attack you, young master, at this point,
wouldn't tantamount to breaking ties with the elders?"
After narrowing his eyes and thinking for a moment, Rosede felt that his subordinate's words made sense. So he agreed to Alex's
request, gave him the address, and told him to come alone. If he dared to play any tricks, he
would only find Zhan Yi's beautiful corpse. On the other hand, Alex had made thorough preparations. The thought of seeing Zhan Yi soon
began to lift his spirits. Although they had only been separated for a few hours, it felt like an eternity. His heart had been tense ever since Zhan Yi was taken away, but it would soon be over. This time, the Cyril family would be a brand new dynasty, a dynasty that belonged entirely to them.
Zhan Yi leaned against the wall, resting with his eyes closed, because he knew that Alex would arrive soon. He felt
a little relieved but also a little afraid. Could the two of them really escape unscathed? Although I know that the child is very skilled, I know that I will definitely be a hindrance in my current state. The only thing I can do now is to conserve my energy and cooperate with him.
The quiet wait felt incredibly long, and Rosede paced back and forth in the house. Finally, a car
horn blared outside, and everyone inside immediately tensed up, for the person they were waiting for had finally arrived.
Alex remained as elegant and arrogant as ever, only softening slightly when he saw Zhan Yi's haggard face.
Then, his sharp gaze swept over the detestable-smiling Rosede. "Hmph, I've experienced my cousin's methods firsthand! I admire you."
"Of course, of course. You gave me a chance, wouldn't it be a waste if I didn't take it?"
"Since you've found my weakness, I have no choice but to submit, but..." He paused intentionally
for a few seconds before continuing, "How can you guarantee that you'll let me and Yi go after you get everything you want? With your personality, you won't rest until you've wiped us out, will you?" He raised an eyebrow contemptuously, awaiting Rosede's next words.
The latter, having anticipated his question, shrugged indifferently: "You're offering to let me kill you? The
elders are watching too. If you give in, it means you're guilty about Marcel's affair, and you'll never have a chance to stay in the family again. You're no threat to me. I assure you, dear Alex, you can run away with your lover, and I will absolutely not hunt you down!" His effeminate face smiled alluringly, but unfortunately, some found it even more repulsive.
Alex wasn't buying his hypocrisy and waved his hand impatiently. "I don't need your empty
promises. I want you to swear in front of everyone that if I die or something happens to me within the next three years, you must give way to Sherry and leave the Cyril family immediately!"
"Give way to her? That stupid woman?" Rosede's face darkened considerably.
“Yes, only then can I believe you. I don’t think you’d
give up something you’ve worked so hard for for my life, right? Hmm?”
“Fine, deal.” Rosed gritted his teeth and agreed. Three years it is. Do you think your
wings will harden in three years? I’ll kill you then too.
Zhan Yi suddenly felt the restraints on his back disappear. It turned out that his bound hands had been untied. He looked back in confusion
. The man named Hansen shook his head slightly, signaling him to continue pretending to be the same. Looking at Alex, who was still negotiating, he immediately understood.
“There’s one more thing I want to ask before I leave.”
“Ask away!” Rosed became generous in a good mood.
“You killed Masai, didn’t you, and then framed me?” Although it was a question, the tone was one of certainty.
Rosed felt strange. If he already knew, why did he still ask? Feeling strange, he still answered aloud, “It was me.
I even instigated that stupid woman, Xue Ni. She fell for it immediately. She’s incredibly stupid!” After saying that, he laughed triumphantly.
"Heh, what a pity, you'll never have another chance to laugh, my dear cousin!" Alex
suddenly laughed in a very sexy and charming way, the setting sun shining golden on his shoulders.
Rosedd felt a sense of foreboding. Suddenly, a lot of people appeared around him, all of them Alex's men. Panic suddenly
rose from the soles of his feet. Did he no longer care about his lover?
"Hansen, bring his little lover here!" The only answer he received was two gunshots and
the sound of . Before he could even turn around, the cold muzzle of a gun was pointed at his forehead, and everything was over.
"Haha! You're ruthless! I underestimated you, you actually bribed my men!" Rosedd laughed maniacally, but also with
a tragic laugh. He never dreamed that someone would betray him at this crucial moment. He turned around sharply, his bloodshot eyes staring at Hansen behind him, and asked in a trembling voice, "Why did you betray me!"
"Let me answer that. Money makes the world go round! Yi taught me that Chinese proverb!"
He finished speaking and smiled slightly at Zhan Yi, who was now out of danger.
Rosed, still unwilling to give up, continued, "If you dare kill me, don't forget about those elders..." Before he
could finish , Alex shook his head and removed the ornament hanging from his chest.
"There's a miniature elephant-shooting head inside. The elders are watching the whole thing
clearly !" These words left Rosed utterly powerless, frantically drawing his pistol and aiming it at Alex...
"No! ────────"
Two gunshots rang out simultaneously, accompanied by Zhan Yi's heart-wrenching screams that pierced the sky...
18 "There's a miniature elephant-shooting head inside. The elders are watching the whole thing clearly in the conference
room !" These words left Rosed utterly powerless, frantically
drawing his pistol and aiming it at Alex...
"No! ────────"
Two gunshots rang out simultaneously, accompanied by Zhan Yi's heart-wrenching screams that pierced the sky...
Blood... all blood. His vision blurred, and Zhan Yi, in a daze, used all his strength to try to get
closer , to see clearly.
Red light, no! That's blood, Alex's blood? No! How could this be! In an instant,
everything turned upside down, and in the dizziness, it seemed someone was calling my name. A familiar voice, who? Who
could be? Then darkness fell, and I couldn't see anything...
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Wing, I'm sorry! I love Yu Ren, and I'm already carrying his child. A beautiful
woman stood under a birch tree, her white dress swaying gently in the breeze, looking like a small,
fragrant flower. It's Qian'er! The girl I've loved for so long.
Haha! You'll never be my match! A burst of contemptuous laughter rang out. Who? Who's
laughing ? The voice is so familiar, is it him? My cousin, he's embracing my beloved Qian'er, Qian'er is smiling
so happily. They walked further and further away, don't leave me, Qian'er!
Wing! Who's calling me again? A tall, blond man, it's Alex! Suddenly,
a lot of blood gushed from his head, what happened? Don't die, please, even you're leaving me
? Alex! "Qian'er! Ah! ──────" "Yi! Wake up! It's alright, wake up!"
Seeing Zhan Yi struggling in agony in his nightmare,
Alex held him tightly in his arms, his heart aching. He kissed Zhan Yi's forehead and
cheeks trying to comfort the trembling person in his arms.
"Mmm!──" Warm currents flowed into his body, and after a long while, Zhan Yi gradually felt
warm and at ease. His consciousness gradually returned, and he finally opened his eyes. Alex was right in front of him,
his eyes filled with surprise and tenderness! He wasn't dead? Was he still dreaming? He clearly
saw Rosede towards him...
As if knowing what he was thinking, Alex quickly comforted him, "I'm alright,
the bullets were fake, they were switched a long time ago! Yi! Don't worry, I'm still alive!"
As long as he was alright, Zhan Yi couldn't say anything, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably. At that
moment, his heart ached so much, he really thought he was going to lose him. He had already lost Qian'er, and he didn't want to...
Losing another important person! His outward strength couldn't hide his inner fragility;
perhaps everyone has a weak side.
Seeing his beloved shed tears for him was like a knife to Alex's heart. He had sworn to protect
him, yet he had still used him; he knew Rosend was a psychopath, yet he still let him be
captured; he had promised to make him happy, yet he still made him cry. He had…
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry… I'm sorry!" Clutching Zhan Yi's hand tightly, he murmured incessantly
, unable to express his overwhelming emotions beyond those three words.
Zhan Yi smiled softly, resting his head against that warm chest, closing his eyes to savor
the tranquility . Long eyelashes glistened with glistening, still-wet tears. Alex
couldn't resist lowering his head to kiss him, not wanting those pearls to fall unnoticed, wanting only to
taste their salty yet sweet flavor. Yi's smile contained so much. He
hadn't blamed himself for a moment, but he truly regretted it. Perhaps there were other ways to deal with
Rosede, and then Yi wouldn't have been insulted by that madman…
"Yi… I love you! I really, really love you!"
"I love you too, Alex…"
"No!" Alex excitedly lifted Zhan Yi's face, their breaths almost touching. Zhan Yi
strongly felt that passionate, burning gaze, undisguised and clear, impossible
to ignore. His heart skipped a beat. He had long sensed that unusual affection
, but hadn't wanted to understand it. He pretended not to know anything, but now,
Alex wouldn't allow him to escape.
Happiness was in his own hands; he had to strive for it. Hiding would only lead to
more confusion. It was better to face reality and his own unchanging heart. "Yi!
You know how I feel about you! How could someone as smart as you not know? Stop pretending,
stop running away... I beg you..."
"I..." Zhan Yi lowered his head, trying to calm his rapid breathing, but to no avail
. Every cell in his body was screaming, leaving him no room to calm down.
"Do you know? When I learned from Hansen that you had been injected with drugs by that madman, when I found out he
insulted you, I wanted to rush over and kill him immediately. I've never been so out of control before
; jealousy and hatred consumed me."
Long, slender fingers gently supported the back of his neck through his dark hair. Those azure eyes
seemed to possess a magical power that made him unable to move. Zhan Yi stared blankly as that handsome, gentle
face drew closer and closer until his lips felt warm. A moist, hot tongue gently licked along the
perfect lip line, until it parted the pearly white teeth and entered his mouth before reluctantly
leaving. The wonderful taste was even better than he had imagined, so fragrant and sweet.
Unconsciously , the kiss deepened, their nimble tongues entwining and teasing Zhan Yi
's suppressed desire, greedily claiming every taste. Their saliva mingled in their mouths, the tingling sensation on their tongues
sending waves of pleasure crashing over them.
Zhan Yi was completely immersed in this passionate, intoxicating kiss, experiencing a thrill and passion he had never felt before .
Even his
previous so intense and infatuated. He returned the kiss passionately, the burning tongue fully igniting
the desire buried deep within him, waves of intense, hazy dizziness making their breathing
heavier. The kiss had thoroughly ignited Alex's fervent desire; not content with
that, he slipped his hand inside his lover's clothes, his large hand caressing her smooth, intoxicating skin. His light, teasing strokes along
her back made him feel the body in his arms tremble slightly from the intense stimulation
. His hand continued its unrestrained descent until his fingertips reached the hidden entrance...
The sudden attack on his sensitive spot jolted Zhan Yi awake from his reverie. He forcefully
pushed away the body that was tightly embracing him, his bright, clear eyes widening in disbelief as he stared at
Alex, who was still caught up in the passion.
"No, this is wrong! God! What am I doing?" he cried out in anguish
, his mind filled with utter regret and remorse for what he had just done.
Alex took a deep breath, his desire to release abruptly interrupted, cold sweat
pouring . Normally, he probably wouldn't have allowed the other to refuse and would have forced himself on him, but this
was his beloved, and he didn't want to use despicable means to force him, didn't want to hurt him, and
didn't want him to hate him. He could only try to calm himself down, but looking at the beautiful
sight of her half-undressed body, the swelling in his lower body showed no signs of abating, which made Alex inwardly groan
.
"Yi! There's no right or wrong in this! As long as you love each other, you can be together!" He hurriedly explained,
afraid that Yi would become more and more depressed, after all, he was born into an ancient and traditional Chinese family.
"No, no, Alex, you're several years younger than me! I treat you like a younger brother, I...
Besides we're the same gender...!"
Alex grabbed Zhan Yi's arm and pulled him into his arms. No matter how fiercely he struggled, he
didn't loosen his grip at all. "I'll be eighteen next month, I'm not a child anymore! I'm
a man, a strong man! A man stronger than you! A
man who can protect you for all eternity, you better see this clearly! Yi! Look at me!"
Alex was furious that Zhan Yi had always treated him like a child and a younger brother,
the feeling of being ignored was driving him crazy. He had to prove to him that he
was .
Zhan Yi smiled and shook his head, "The person I love is... Qian'er, it will never be you!"
"What did you say?" A cold chill rose from the soles of his feet, quickly extinguishing his fiery passion
, leaving not a trace. A sharp, piercing pain shot through his heart. It hurt so much! Alex finally
lost control and screamed, clutching his head.
"Ah────────────────────────"
His hoarse voice, accompanied by a beast-like wail of agony, pierced through the boundless clouds and
reached Zhan Yi's utterly panicked heart.
The spacious, brightly lit conference room was already filled with important figures from the family, but Alex
sat motionless in the main seat like an ice sculpture. His handsome face was colder than ever before;
even though he was cold before, this coldness was to the bone, chilling even his blood to the bone.
He turned to ice.
Everyone who saw this knew something was wrong. This boy, still a child by age,
possessed methods far more terrifying and ruthless than any seasoned veteran. He was intelligent, cunning, arrogant,
cautious, and possessed extraordinary courage and strength. Although young,
his presence was impossible to ignore, nor could his extraordinary brilliance be concealed. Within a year of taking over, he had
severely damaged several rival gangs, forcing them to submit.
He had also handled the internal family conflict—the Marcel and Rossard incident—with brilliance and thoroughness. Today's meeting
was specifically aimed at those who still harbored dissent.
The most anxious was Xue Ni, who chose to sit in the most inconspicuous spot to avoid his cold
gaze. Her body even trembled slightly; reflecting on her previous irrational actions, she realized it was
unwise .
Alex finally spoke when everyone in the meeting room was almost frozen by his coldness
. "I think everyone understands what happened at today's meeting. I've already explained the situation regarding
Masai . Do you all have any further questions?"
"No, you did a great job! Our elders have no objections!
Family scum like Masai and Rosede cannot be tolerated." The elder immediately answered respectfully.
"And what about Sister Xue Ni?" He frowned slightly, glancing sideways at the woman huddled in the corner
.
Xue Ni, suddenly called out, almost fainted from fright. She stammered in
a voice , "I...I...I'm sorry! Alex, I misunderstood you!
Please don't...blame me..." Her voice was almost choked with tears.
Alex looked at this foolish woman, almost wanting to humiliate her on the spot. His
eyes narrowed, flashing with cold light. Everyone felt a pang of sympathy for her, but
no one dared to plead for her. At this moment, self-preservation was the wisest course of action.
Just as Xue Ni thought she was doomed, Alex suddenly laughed. His smile
was so gentle and kind that everyone was momentarily stunned.
"I've thought about it. If we were born into an ordinary family, it would have been a very harmonious and happy life
. It's just a pity! We were destined for power struggles. I don't blame you, sister!"
A bitter smile, even tinged with resentment, appeared on his handsome face.
"Although I'm always ruthless, I won't offend others unless they offend me first! I
would never do anything to hurt my own family first. So, I hope that after this incident, you
can trust me! Okay?" He sighed, turned his gaze to the window, and remained
silent .
A sudden sadness filled the entire conference room; the long-lost warmth was unexpectedly brought about by
Alex . Xueni felt a pang of heartache, and her body seemed to be unwittingly
filled with a long-desired warmth. This feeling was something even her own brother, Marcelo, had never given her—
a warmth, a burning passion.
Tears welled in her eyes, but Xue Ni forced them back as she stood up and said, "Elders, although
Alex is still young, I believe he can absolutely lead our Cyril family well.
Therefore, on behalf of the Blue Pavilion, I propose that all power be completely handed over to Alex!"
After a brief uproar, the Chief Elder also took the lead in agreeing. Then the Red Pavilion, the Black Pavilion, the White Pavilion...
...Alex watched the script unfold with great satisfaction,
a strange light flashing in his eyes, which disappeared in an instant into his deep gaze
.
⊙! ⊙⊙⊙!
"Hansen, this money is enough for you and your sister to live on for the rest of your lives. Take it and go as far away as
possible!" A cold voice came from the tall man standing in front of the glass window.
The man named Hansen was completely caught off guard and couldn't help but step forward to ask, "Young Master Alex
, aren't you going to let me stay? I..."
"No, although this time it all depended on you, I don't like people who betray their masters! You
betrayed Rosede this time, and you'll betray me next time! Won't you?" He paused for a moment and continued, "
But I mean what I say, your life is absolutely safe!"
Hansen was amazed by the man's domineering presence, courage, strategy, and talent. Perhaps this was the
person he had always been searching for. Without hesitation, he immediately knelt on one knee: "I, Hansen
, swear that I will always be loyal to you and will never betray you!"
Turning around, he met a pair of sincere and unwavering eyes.
"Tell me your reason!" The deep gaze seemed to penetrate into his heart, yet Hansen dared
to meet it directly. Ha! Good eyes, Alex couldn't help but admire inwardly.
"Because you will become the most powerful person, worthy of my lifelong pursuit!"
After a long while, Alex smiled with satisfaction! Hansen smiled too, for he knew he could
stay and follow this man as noble as the sun!
⊙! ⊙! ⊙! ⊙ It's been a few days since I last saw him; I wonder how Yi's health is! Ever since he rejected me, I've
avoided
seeing him, even though I miss him terribly. Finally, I've gotten rid of those people from my family...

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