The Typhoon's Dangerous Wife

"That's understandable." Zhenyi nodded. 

She was a boss herself. She understood that as a head of the outfit and the family whose roots went back centuries ago, controlling became a necessity. Someday, if she were to have children, she wouldn't let them destroy what she and her ancestors created at the cost of their blood and sweat. 

She was aware of the fact quite well that in their world women were proven to be a man's damnation and ruination. And Long Jie was a man first, a leader and son to the mafia boss second, there was no way Xin Yichen would let him destroy what he had envisioned for the future. Son or not. Family comes first. And the outfit was their family. 

"Have you ever liked another woman except for Xin Zhenyi?" Zhenyi asked curiously as if she was not Xin Zhenyi. 

"I never liked Xin Zhenyi," came the blunt reply. "There was a day I cursed her for entering my life. Maybe, I could have killed her if the families were already not at war and she was not Xin Yichen's daughter." 

Zhenyi shut her eyes but didn't move away from his chest. Her heart was running rampant inside her ribcage but she didn't dare to say anything. Why was it hurting so much? She shouldn't be worried as he said she was his only woman and he also told her that she was his life. 

She didn't question his devotion to her, but his words indeed hurt her. 

Long Jie continued." That was the day I met that woman. She knocked my world off its axis. The first time I saw her, I felt like there was something worth living for in this black and white world. Her eyes were the only color I needed and wanted in my life. Imagine, those were my thoughts when I first laid my eyes on her. I haven't even spoken a word to her,  but her eyes, they told me the cautionary tales  of what would occur if I chose her." 

"Why didn't you choose her?" Zhenyi found herself asking him the question. 

Long Jie flipped Zhenyi and now he was over her. His chest touching her breast. He stared into her eyes and said," Because she was a weapon. A lethal weapon capable enough of killing me with her. I needed a meek and submissive wife and my brain told me to go with Xin Zhenyi as I can't afford that woman. I, Long Jie, had a moment when I thought I was undeserving of that woman. It was that I was undeserving, it was just that she was dangerous not just for me but for herself too. I could have gotten her killed by choosing her over Xin Zhenyi. So, I let her go even though I know she will never leave my mind, heart, and soul." 

Zhenyi blinked her eyes at him but he had pinned her arms over her head and leaned over to capture her lips when a question escaped her mouth. 

"Did you ever meet her again?" 

He found himself smiling, but she found her insides burning. She couldn't recognize this vengeful, shallow, and loathing woman she had become. How come she, Mrs. Long was jealous of another woman who was now nothing to her husband but just his past? 

"Yeah," Long Jie said with a loving smile.

  The smile which was supposed to be reserved only for her, but now her man was smiling for another woman like this. However, she couldn't do anything about it as she had once told him that his past meant nothing to her as long as she was the only woman in his heart, but why couldn't she stop this jealousy burning her soul. 

"I met her again on the day I was supposed to meet Xin Zhenyi. The day I and Xin Zhenyi were going to sign the marriage contract." Long Jie added. 

And Zhenyi just found her world crashing down. 

"But when I asked Xin Yichen to call his daughter. My cat eyes appeared on the door where Xin Zhenyi was supposed to be, dressed like hot lava to burn my insides and remind me what I could have gotten if not for my father and Xin Zhenyi. But, baby, the cliche of my didn't end just there, then all of a sudden, realization graced me and I get to know that the woman who was tormenting me by not letting my brain forget about her sweet scent, the woman whose lethal eyes were branded in my mind forever, the woman I was dying for every second, and the woman who shouldn't be mine was none other than Xin Zhenyi, my wife to be." 

Zhenyi looked at him wide-eyed. He has given her the shock of her life. What did all of this happen and where was she? 

"Unbelievable, right," Long Jie asked and Zhenyi nodded in answer. "But that's the truth. I never meant to look down on you, Love,  but I was angry when I got to know that the woman who had become a treasure to me in a single moment was involved in the outfit and no less than the boss of it. I was of the view that if I provide for everything to you and you remain at home, I will be protecting you from all the dangers but that was shallow of me. It was me caring for you in a twisted way." 

"You still need to learn to express yourself, Jie. It's not enough but yeah, since you got the most understanding and beautiful wife, she will take what you're willing to give for now," Zhenyi announced with a smile. 

"You were jealous," Long Jie said instead. 

"I don't know." 

His hands caressed her forehead, then like trailing a line it passed from her nose to her lips, his touch lingered on her lips for a little longer and then a trail initiated from her lips to her neck, and from her neck to her belly button inside her dress. 

His touch was producing a tingling sensation on her skin. He massaged her belly button for a minute and then, his hand went lower and lower to the sacred region. 

"Jie," she gasped as his fingers reached her core. 

"Do you know what's my favorite thing to do?" He asked her in a whisper. His eyes fixed on hers. 

"What?" She found herself asking him the question. 

"To do you," he said and picked her up in his arms all of a sudden. And just like this, she knew she had lost. 

A bet with Ada. 

But why did she feel like she was the winning one?