Forced by fate – Destined to be his Wife

The traffic was heavy, annoying his impatient and restless self, and it was late in the day when he finally got to the apartment complex. He parked in his usual observation spot, near the entrance of the underground parking. A place he had spent many a night sleeping in his car these past weeks just to see her come and go and figure out her schedule. Reversing into a shadowy space that was concealed from view by trees and buildings so he could watch from across the street and pulled out his cell to call her again.This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

He had made endless calls, always saying the phone number was not registered but she had never told him she changed it and he was sure it had to be a mistake. Her records at the school were up to date until she quit and it had worked fine the day of the dinner. Maybe her idiot boyfriend had cut off her number or taken her phone away as he couldn’t understand why she wouldn’t want to talk to him. They were close friends and had seen each other almost daily before that night. He didn’t know what her problem was now that she quit school and would never answer her cell.

He sat motionless and bored for the best part of an hour when a familiar black jeep rolled into view and he sat upright, poised and prickly as he narrowed his eyes and peered into the windscreen in hopes of seeing his girl. Tense and stiff, leaning forward and scrutinized the vehicle.

There she was in the passenger seat beside that spoiled rich asshole, looking at him while she spoke and seemed to be acting normally. Not the heartbroken and disheveled victim being held hostage that he expected to see. The pair of them smiled at one another and whatever that jerk said, she covered her mouth and laughed, leaning her head towards him and pushing him in the shoulder playfully. Riling Rong’s jealous nature.

Rong’s temper rose and that fury in his belly spread to his veins, sending liquid lava pumping to every call in his body. Burning up with venom and hatred as the jeep paused by the gates, glaring their way while waiting for them to open and then the dark vehicle slid inside as they shut behind them.

Rong jumped out of his car and marched across the street without hesitation, pulling his baseball cap down to hide his eyes and his face mask up. Before they fully closed, he slid in quick, making a swift left to dodge the security guard who as walking back to his glass box office after letting them in. He ducked under a nearby metal rail, rolled across the darkened concrete out of sight and headed for the darkest part of the car park.

He just wanted to see her for a few minutes, to energize himself and figure out what was going on with them. After that perfect night sleeping beside her and holding her close he had been so sure it was the start of something good between them. Only that bastard ruined it by beating him senseless, scaring his angel, and TangShi had fled and left him there alone. Unable to run after her or do anything about it because of his physical state and since then she wasn’t accessible. She needed him to rescue her form the grips of Prince Leng.

“YuZhi, give it here. Let me help.” TangShi’s voice drifted his way and he spun around, getting low behind some park cars. He squatted while running along the back of them until he got level with the area that sweet noise was coming from. Finding peace in the serenity of her melodic tone.

“I’ll carry them. You go on ahead and I’ll follow. I got it, it’s not heavy.” YuZhi pulled the wooden box of pictures from the back seat, and the bags of food they picked up on the way home. Aromatic smells wafting up at him and making his belly rumble. Smiling after her at how relaxed she seemed after going for a scenic drive to find a great soya crab seller. The talk about her mother seemed to have distracted her from the obvious mess of their lives and he was enjoying seeing glimpses of the girl he loved the most this evening. Planning on a quiet night on the couch with her. movies and food and maybe like the old days she would want to curl up and get close.

Rong snarled from his concealed spot, hunching low, clenching his fists, and tried to follow them by using cars as shade as they walked towards the elevator station to go up to the apartments. Sticking close as he dared without being seen.

“Evening, Mr. Leng, Miss. Lei.” The security at the second entry point nodded to them, recognizing residents by face alone and opened the barriers to let them through to access the elevators. Rong knew he had no chance of going any further. Security was lax at the entry to the car park but not when you got over here. He had tried to access this many times and even claimed to be a delivery driver at the main entrance on the other side of this building before and always failed.

“Evening. You guys have a good one.” YuZhi nodded and TangShi smiled their way, walking through and pressing the first elevator closest to them. TangShi pulled out her apartment access card and leaned against YuZhi absentmindedly as they waited here. Tired and nuzzling into his arm and shoulder to help hold up her weary body while his arms were occupied. It was an impulsive and absentminded habit and it made YuZhi’s heart swell with joy.

YuZhi glanced down at her, beaming with the fact she did this without thinking about it and tilted his head to rest his cheek on top of hers for a second. Gauging her response and ready to be rejected but she only wriggled to accommodate him further and stayed put. The elevator pinged open and dislodged them from their cozy posture but YuZhi was content. Happy that she was initiating some physical contact again and taking note of how many times she had this past two days. Each one giving him a sense of hope and expanding happiness that in time he might be able to salvage his relationship with her again.

Rong glared coldly from his spot, a chilling aura of darkness emanating from his still figure. Seeing them close and cuddling up, he cursed under his breath, turning away fast and spat at the ground before kicking the back tire of the nearest car. Hating them for their public show and wanting to rip Leng’s fucking face off for touching her. Knowing it was all fake and a lie and there’s no way in hell he could still be all sweet and loving to that whore, knowing she was in bed with another man only three weeks ago.

It made no sense to him and he had been expecting to see TangShi being dragged around like a dog, shackled to him and kept as a prisoner against her will because she dared to cheat on her precious rich boy. There’s no way a man like him could endure the thought of his woman with another guy so what the hell was this bullshit he was seeing now. It had to be a show for the public and not the truth of what was happening between them.

As they wandered inside, TangShi slid her arm into the crook of YuZhi’s elbow and he automatically leaned in and kissed her on the temple. An impulsive need to shower her with some form of affection, seeing as she was being so touchy but his hands were full and it was killing him to not be able to act on this rare interaction. TangShi blushed and looked away to hide her obvious response but said nothing as the doors slid shut and Rong Cai wanted to put his fist through the nearest windscreen, such was his rage. A growing black hole of toxic hate aimed at that slimy fucker who still owned his woman.

This wasn’t the plan. He was supposed to throw her away, cut off their engagement and hate her for the betrayal. TangShi was supposed to realize how much Rong meant to her and come to him willingly, leaving that jealous and possessive controlling CEO behind.

This wasn’t fucking it!!!

He wanted to gauge out his own eyes and throw them away for deceiving him with this lie.

This implied she was part of the hate campaign against him, trying to frame him for kidnapping and what? …. Fucking rape? Was she having a laugh? Was she serious? Stupid bitch had no idea how well he cared for her that night. How carefully he undressed her before staging the room and laying her to bed like a princess, being careful not to hurt her in anyway. Admiring her, stroking her face and beautiful body and preserving her innocence for a special day. He had bent over backwards to accommodate her and set that up for their future happiness.

Didn’t she understand how much he idolized her and wanted her as his perfect woman, to spend the rest of his days worshipping her? She was so ungrateful, so blinded, and dumb, and he obviously hadn’t done enough to break the brainwashing that Leng prick had done to her. It highlighted now to him that he would need to put in more effort to get her back and he should up his ante to seeing her and pulling her home. She needed him to come for her for her own good.

Rong wrung his hands and tugged at his hair, his vision blurring and swimming as angry emotion overwhelmed him and he had the urge to beat or break something. Unable to control the inward spiral of devastation and outrage at witnessing them together. He knew he had to do something more extreme if he was going to ensure TangShi was his. He would have to come up with a better plan, a solid and foolproof one that left no room for that Leng fucker to intervene.