Border Prisoner: The Mad Boss Seduces Her Every Night

When Shi Luyu woke up, it was already noon the next day.

The curtains weren't fully drawn, and the bright, warm sunlight streamed through the glass, warming the entire apartment.

She stared blankly for several seconds, her eyes wide open, too afraid to move.

This is her small apartment.

Her familiar bed, floor lamp, green plants in the corner, and even the hair tie and half-full glass of water that she had casually placed on the small table before going to bed last night were still exactly the same.

The surroundings were warm and clean, as if nothing had happened, a completely different world from the luxurious, damp, and dangerous place of last night.

It felt like a dream.

Shi Luyu slowly sat up and looked down at herself.

She had changed into clean pajamas, her hands and feet were not bound, and she appeared to be unharmed.

Only lingering fear remained in my heart.

She sat on the bed, lost in thought for a while, and before she could react, she got up to take a shower.

It must be washed clean.

Wash away everything that remained on your body from last night.

She rushed into the bathroom, locked the door, stood in front of the mirror, and reached out to unbutton her pajamas.

But when her clothes slipped down to her feet, she looked up and saw herself in the mirror, and froze.

She wasn't truly left with nothing.

There are very obvious finger marks on the wrist, side of the waist, and shoulder.

Especially on the side of the buttocks, a bright red handprint is still clearly visible and painful to the eye; it burns and hurts at the slightest touch.

The humiliation and oppression of last night returned in an instant.

Shi Luyu's face flushed red, her eyes burned, and her chest felt tight. She almost wanted to smash the mirror. She gritted her teeth and turned on the shower. The water poured over her head, but she still felt it wasn't enough. She washed herself three times over, until her skin was red from scrubbing, before finally wrapping herself in a bath towel and slowly walking out.

Her hair was still dripping wet.

She stood in the center of the living room, her gaze gradually falling on her phone.

Night party.

black market.

Honglong District.

And that devil who was called "Master Jia"!

She suddenly remembered that she had gone to the rendezvous last night to shoot footage. But in the end, not only was her camera gone, she almost didn't make it back.

Shi Luyu immediately picked up her phone, opened her last vlog, and scrolled to the comments section.

The highly-rated comment that led her to the nighttime meeting has disappeared. It's gone, as if it never existed.

She stared at the screen, her fingertips growing cold.

That Jia Ye... not only knows who she is, where she lives, and her account number, but he can also easily enter her apartment, send her back, change her into pajamas, and then erase all traces.

This kind of control is more chilling than violence.

Shi Luyu hugged her arms tightly, standing in the warm, sunlit living room, only to discover with despair that even her own home was no longer safe.

-

Three days later, Tammy University officially opened for the new semester. After the opening ceremony, all the colleges and student organizations were extremely busy.

Shi Luyu originally just wanted to keep a low profile, avoid trouble, and stay out of the limelight, but who knew that Chen Yutang's lackeys would deliberately not let her off the hook.

"You, move these to the equipment room."

The speaker was a girl with a high ponytail, speaking in a bossy tone, as if she were ordering around a temporary worker.

Shi Luyu glanced down at the heavy equipment cases in front of her, held back, and didn't lash out.

Not wanting to make a big fuss on the first day of school, she simply bent down, picked up the box, and walked towards the equipment room.

The equipment room is located at the back of the gymnasium.

She had just moved her things to the door when it suddenly opened from the inside, and a hand silently reached out and pulled her inside without warning.

The door closed silently behind me.

At that moment, Shi Luyu's mind went almost blank.

A dimly lit private room at a nightclub… a girl sobbing in a cage… a mask, a man's slap, and a dog barking…

All the fragmented, terrifying images exploded at once, throwing her into a panic and turning her face deathly pale.

The room was dark, with only a little dim light seeping in through the cracks in the door and the high window.

She held onto the storage shelf and almost instinctively backed away until she could see the person standing in the shadows, at which point she could barely catch her breath.

"...Brother Jiajia."

Her voice was strained, and the end of her sentence trembled, "You scared me."

Xu Yuanjia stood before her, his shirt collar loose, his expression nonchalant. He looked down at her and chuckled slowly, "Such a big reaction."

"Who's bullying you outside?"

Shi Luyu's eyes flickered, and she subconsciously shook her head: "No, no one."

Then she changed the subject: "What are you doing here?"

"Slacking off," Xu Yuanjia answered matter-of-factly, casually nudging an overturned basketball hoop beside him. "You'll join me."

He glanced at the equipment case she was carrying and said teasingly, "Or do you really want to be bossed around by them and move all this stuff by yourself?"

The storage room fell silent for a moment.

The distant noise of the opening ceremony could be heard, but inside the room it was dim and quiet.

Shi Luyu stood by the door, her breathing not yet completely steady. Xu Yuanjia stood very close, close enough for her to smell his faint, cool fragrance. She finally hesitated and put her things down.

Just as she was about to speak, Xu Yuanjia suddenly leaned down.

Without warning, he leaned close to her ear and gently blew a warm breath on her.

Shi Luyu trembled, her face flushed red, and her shoulders hunched over.

Xu Yuanjia raised an eyebrow, as if he'd found something amusing: "You still say nothing's wrong?"

As he spoke, his fingertips slowly and deliberately traced the side of her face, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear:

"Tell your brother about it."

"Who scared our little rabbit so much?"

Shi Luyu's eyes suddenly felt hot.

She can be very strong, but she is most afraid of others showing her gentle care, because then she will actually reveal all her fears.

"Brother, please don't ask anymore." She lowered her head. "Really, there's nothing..."

"Then what is this?" Xu Yuanjia suddenly raised his hand.

He was holding something between his two fingers: a thin electric pen.

Shi Luyu was startled, a look of panic flashing across her face. That was something she had been secretly carrying with her ever since she returned from her rendezvous at night.

"You're going through my pockets?" She instinctively reached out to grab it. As he got closer, the fabric of her skirt and the side of her body brushed against his trouser seams, and a soft fragrance emanated from her skin.

Xu Yuanjia easily dodged her by raising his wrist. Then, his gaze fell downwards, and he suddenly reached out and lightly lifted her skirt, reaching to her side. From a thin strap tied to her outside thigh, he pulled out a thin folding knife.

The movements were so natural they were almost effortless, but the small patch of skin that had been touched suddenly caught fire.

Xu Yuanjia lowered his eyes to examine the knife, a half-smile playing on his lips:

"They're quite well prepared."

Shi Luyu's ears burned, and she explained in a low voice, "Southeast Asia is not peaceful to begin with, I'm just... just in case."

Xu Yuanjia toyed with the folding knife a couple of times; the thin blade snapped open, flashing a cold light in the dim light.

"When real trouble comes, this is only good for scratching an itch."

After saying that, he put the knife and the stun gun back into her hand and said in a low voice, "Since you don't want to talk about it, I'll teach you something more practical."

Shi Luyu was stunned and before she could react, he had already surrounded her from behind.

He didn't hug her tightly, but it was enough to envelop her completely in his embrace.

Xu Yuanjia placed one hand on the back of her hand holding the knife, and with the other hand he gripped her forearm, gently but forcefully guiding her movements.

"Next time someone gets too close, don't poke your arm," he whispered in her ear, his voice low and steady.

"It'll hurt your eyes."

He pulled her wrist upwards with a swift, clean motion, the knife tip precisely slicing across the most vulnerable part of her body, decisive and without hesitation.

Shi Luyu felt a numbness in her back and unconsciously softened her breathing.

"Or the abdomen." He changed her position again, pressing his palm against her wrist bone, mobilizing almost all the strength in her entire arm.

The movements were not flashy; in fact, they were quite simple. The simpler they were, the more efficient they seemed to be—a quality only someone who had truly seen bloodshed could possess.

"Don't hesitate," he patiently instructed.

"If you're really pushed to that point, if you hesitate even a second, you'll be the one lying on the ground."

He spoke calmly, as if explaining the solution to a problem.

Shi Luyu was held tightly in his arms, her wrist firmly grasped. She should have been afraid, but strangely, she felt a strange sense of security from this almost dangerous teaching.

Xu Yuanjia repeated it to her twice before letting go and looking down at her: "Did you get it?"

Shi Luyu nodded, slightly out of breath: "I understand."

...After a moment of silence, she glanced at the time and was about to leave when she suddenly heard a series of chaotic footsteps coming from outside the equipment room.

"Where is she? I asked her to come and move some things, but she's nowhere to be found!"

"He's definitely hiding somewhere slacking off!"

"A freshman dares to mess with us? Find her and I'll teach her a lesson!"

The sound grew closer, and Shi Luyu frowned, her unease finally rising within her.

She was just helping out casually, but she didn't expect the other party to do it on purpose.

Xu Yuanjia raised his hand first and braced himself against the door.

He was tall, and with a stretch of his arm, he trapped her between the door and himself. When he spoke, his voice was low, so close it seemed as if he was deliberately brushing against her heart.

"Judging from their voices, they are Chen Yutang's attendants." He leaned forward a little more, his eyes deep.

"Are you sure you want to go out and face them?"

Shi Luyu hesitated for a moment.

The footsteps outside grew closer and closer, and they were already at the door.

Someone bumped into the doorknob.

In the blink of an eye! The door was suddenly pushed open, and the group of girls barged in, cursing and swearing.

Almost simultaneously, Xu Yuanjia hooked his arm around her waist and pulled her away from the doorway, then turned and hid behind the abandoned basketball hoop in the corner.

Shi Luyu was caught off guard and bumped into his arms, her nose touching the front of his shirt.

Pressed down by him in the narrow shadow behind the basketball hoop, it was difficult to even look up; all she could hear was the mingling of her own and Xu Yuanjia's breaths.