Chapter 27 A Punishing Kiss
How did he get in?
What did he want?
I wanted to demand answers. I wanted him gone. But my throat only made hoarse air. I could not put together a single clear syllable.
Ji Yanli walked to the bed and looked down at me.
He had changed out of last night's coat. He wore a pressed dark suit, like he had just come from some formal place.
His face still did not look good. A faint bruise sat on his jaw.
He reached out. The icy back of his hand pressed my burning forehead. I shuddered.
"Fever."
He stated it. I could not hear any feeling in the voice.
I turned my head, trying to get away from his touch, but I was too weak. The movement came out soft and useless.
He took his hand back and stood there, watching me in silence.
That gaze felt like a heavy shackle. It sat on my chest until I could barely breathe.
The room held only my rough, difficult breathing.
Suddenly he bent down. Both hands braced on either side of me, trapping me in his shadow.
"You wreck yourself like this?
"Tangling with that unclear little brat, turning yourself into this?"
He was very close. Warm breath brushed my face, carrying a suppressed anger.
I stared at him with my eyes wide. In the fever-blurred sight, his face looked a little warped.
I wanted to argue. I wanted to tell him to mind his own business. All my strength went to fighting the dizziness and the heat.
His gaze locked on me. It looked like a struggle, like something unseen was driving him.
He dropped his head all at once and slammed his mouth over mine.
That was not a kiss. It was biting. It was punishment, with a taste of blood and a force I could not resist.
My whole body went stiff. My mind went blank.
Only the sting and the heat on my lips were left.
The lack of air made my already fogged head spin worse.
I struggled on instinct, hands weakly shoving at his chest, and I could not move him at all.
His arms tightened like iron hoops and locked me in.
This madman kissed deeper.
Only when the lack of air and the weakness almost knocked me out again did he wrench away.
I collapsed on the bed, gasping in big gulps.
My lips were swollen, tasting of blood. Black spots flashed in my sight.