316 Matching Tattoos For Hearts

Her breath hitched when the thought evaded her. Every second made her paler and paler. Now it all made sense! Everything made obscene sense now! 

The bounties... Her grandfather's subtle warnings... Su Qianwei surety of him not falling for her... and Li Yaun morality!

Was this his way of bringing her in some pre-planned trap but... that wouldn't make sense! Why would he need to go this far just to chop her into pieces?

When Su Qianwei had threatened her with his obsession with her she had assumed it was because of her medical expertise that he wanted her to be on his side. He was the Underworld Lord and it would make sense but never had she ever imagined her insolence will come to bite her in the a*s!

He was looking for her to skin her alive! It was better if she had been run over by a bus instead of being trapped in here with his unpredictable self!

He still had his back to her and she felt like the soft mattress beneath her was stabbing thorns in her. And what was astounding was that instead of her initial LX as in Lei Xinyi, she had written YL as in Yin Lin: Which was the reverse of his initials LY.

So was he keeping her in a clutch to extract revenge on her to have marked his body without his permission, that too with her name when he was taking his supposedly last breaths!

Her blood ran cold and she slid a little backward on the bed; The lack of words fueled the awkwardness and poached fear in her. Her heart was drumming in her ear and she was all but about ready to bolt out of the place if only that is what will keep her alive.

Despite all his humbleness with her, she had known all along the man was a conceited, brutal jerk with his ego above his rationality and the fact scared her for her dear life.

Gulping hard, she broke down in sweat. She carefully muttered her suggestion, "Tattoos aren't that permanent, they can be removed…"

Turning to her sharply he made her recoil; His blank stare hollowed her heart of the courage she had conjured.

He drew closer to her and she flinched back in fear of his volatile behavior. He ended the distance between them so now he was an inch away from her lips and murmured placidly, "Why would I want to remove it?"

Her mouth opened and closed but she had nothing to say. Why would he not want to remove it? Of course, if she was branded with someone's name like that she would be furious too and would get rid of it! 

Why hadn't he removed it yet was a wonder on its own. He wasn't really proud of it as he wasn't really exhibiting it so why not just…remove it. She wanted to whip her as*now for her horrendous idea of reminiscing past. If she had known earlier she would run for the hill the moment she saw his shadow!

She averted her eyes from his intense one and fisted her hands closer to her dagger that was under the pillow, in case. Without meeting his eyes she whispered hesitantly, "I didn't even remember it the next morning an...and I saved your life too. I was drunk and had no idea what I had done…"

He held her by the nape stilling her as fear stroked darker in her orbs and gasped, trying to make the necessary distance but his other hand on her waist restricted her.

He observed the emerging fear in the depth of her eyes with a frown. She licked her lower lip and leaned a little more backward, as much that a little more would send her on her back and him on top of her.

Inhaling her scent he smirked at her, "Initially, I wanted to skin you alive for your audacity but…" Her breathing labored as his words or closeness accelerated her senses.

His smirk widened as his hands caressed her and he stared at her luscious lips, "You are going to be my wife and I can't have you ruining this pretty face." Her eyes widen before they spark.

"Ye…Yes!" She confirmed crookedly. There was no way she wouldn't take advantage of this spare bullet in her roulette. Bringing her shaking hand to his face she sternly spoke or rather tried to, "I…I am going to be your wife anyway and this will keep the annoying bees off our…ma…marriage."

He hummed and nodded as if what she said made complete sense then turned to her with a quizzical frown and rhetorically asked, "So what is going to keep the annoying bees off your back?" her color drained as what he was saying started making visible dead end ahead.

He was tricking her! Giving her a sense of control when she would always just play right back in his hand!

She shook her head fiercely and cried out in desperation, "I will stay loyal! We don't need to do anything really…"

He frowned then rejected the idea, "That's absurd! We both should get matching tattoos as our official exclamation of love and you can tell me about your past as you promised, there too."

Love... her as*!

Her mouth was hanging, although it was better than her hanging it still was a bummer. She wasn't really enthusiastic about getting branded like that but she did brand him too… that too with 'Property' It screeched in her head now.

And… her sharing her past with him was just something she had spoken about in impulse to convince him. She was just trying to make a good bargain and blurted that out without thinking.

And looking at him looked like she would have to do that again. With a fake vivacious smile, "Li Yuan," She drawled whiningly then huffed, "Listen, I did say I will tell you everything but can we... can we do it later like some time later... when I am ready. And about the… tattoo I want to make it on our wedding."

He peeked at the deceiving minx almost below him and took her in a seizing in a passionate kiss instead.

He wanted to really skin the infamous 'Siren' for daring more than her lifespan permitted but that had changed the moment he'd known it was his Raven. The rage and brutality were uprooted.

But he wasn't really planning for her to tattoo his name on her like this. Although that was hot and he wouldn't have stopped her if she had decided to get along with him, he was just messing with her horrid expressions.

About her past… he was in fact in no hurry. He was her present and her future. Her past was insignificant to her just like he wanted her to believe that. She was all that he needed and that's what he wanted from her in return. Other trivial details were just but history.

"I will wait for my Raven all my life." With a chuckle, he gave her a final peck. He was about to retrieve when he saw her surprised expression which wiped off as it appeared.

She didn't want to believe but he felt so sincere in his confessions. It felt like it was confessing. But she ignored it all, but one thing she was sure of now was that Li Yuan was serious about the marriage and there was no diversion, diversion enough to distract him.

She was about to leave the bed when he pulled her back. "About that Penthouse you want to sell. Sell it to me." His words felt more like a command but she refrained from pointing it out.

She shook her head with a scoff. Her main reason for selling the place was sure for the exposure the place had but the other reason was that she needed money without having to sell any of her conquests.

Eating and living off him was bruising her ego enough she didn't want to be a wh*re and spend his money by his card prancing around the whole city. If she was going to sell it to him it would kill the purpose, "No Thanks. But I don't want any more of your favors."

He shook his head in exasperation at her stubbornness. It wasn't shielded on him what her intentions were but that only made her more precious in his eyes. It made him want to land the world on her dainty feet all the more. 

He pecked her pouting lips and elaborated, "Sweetheart, I am not doing you any favor," She gave him an unimpressed look, like she wasn't buying him bluffing at all, "I heard about the efforts you put into the penthouse and it's too cherished to be sold. I was thinking of buying a place for Li Qiang for his birthday and if it will be your apartment. You can get it back anytime you want and I will be assured that he is safe there."

She frowned and nodded; now that he said it like that, it made perfect sense. The place was too furnished to be thrown away to some other person but Li Qiang could be a good person to live there without her having to worry it will be ruined.

"Okay," He smiled at her that instant but she hurriedly added with a stern expression, "But I will sell it at market price, not one penny less." He grinned at her reply.

They were about to bolt out of bed when an earth-shaking roar alerted them to rigidness and the door burst open with a deshelled Butler panting. He looked at this Master with guilt and shamefully reported, "Young Master Li, Madam Venessa... she is demanding your presence."