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you're mine.
WARNING: DUBCON. Kindly skip this chapter if you can't stomach forced sex. Alvin was like a man possessed. His hand left Murong Wuque’s pants to hold his head in place, ravaging him with all the hunger and anger he had kept repressed for weeks. Murong Wuque’s eyes reddened, tears gathering in them. He never thought in his wildest dream that he would one day be a victim. Sure, he can use magic to fling Alvin off. But Alvin was visibly sick. Using extreme force against him will leave him mortally wounded, or worse, dead. Despite everything, he couldn't bring himself to truly harm Alvin. He could only try to beg and persuade him to stop. He tightened his grip on his neck and tried to push him again. Murong Wuque's fingers brushed against Alvin's pulse. His heart stuttered and nearly went still. Something resembling panic flashed in his eyes. Alvin was poisoned. And the herbs he used to neutralize it was affecting his brain, leaving him unable to restrain his true thoughts and desir
submit to me
His first instinct was to wrap his arms around the suffocating weight. No it wasn't suffocating.It was cold, and achingly familiar fitting perfectly into his arms like he had always belonged there. The tightness in Murong Wuque’s chest worsened exponentially. His mind raced. ‘Did he lose consciousness? Did the blood loss and soaking too long in water make him derilious?’“An ka…” The words froze in his throat. Alvin was no longer that person to him. But old habits died hard. “Alvin, what's wrong with you?”There was no answer. The only indicator the person was alive was the steady rise and fall of his breath against Murong Wuque’s chest. Murong Wuque instinctively breathed in the familiar scent. His body trembled with the effort of holding back. All he wanted was to bury his head in the nook of Alvin's neck and inhale. Then spank him for saying such hurtful words to him. Alvin wasn't moving. Nor did he answer. Murong Wuque clenched the bedsheets tightly, his teeth grounding aga
no option
It's been one hour since the scream that made Murong Wuque nearly jump out of his skin. In the past hour, he'd wiped the blood numerous times till it was sparkling clean, arranged the room. Peeked twice at Alvin as stealthily as he could to make sure he was still alive, and reinforced the barriers around baby Aurelio. Due to the pants and groans coming from the bathroom’s open door, he added a second layer of sound exclusion barrier around baby Aurelio’s cot. One might ask why he didn't simply close the connecting door to activate the room's sound proofing. But the answer was one even Murong Wuque himself refused to acknowledge. He had also tried to go through the stacks of email waiting for him. He couldn't concentrate. In the end, he returned to his makeshift bed. He had swapped the initial inflatable bed to a more comfortable mattress. Nothing big enough to make the room stuffy, but comfortable enough to accommodate his long legs. A customized foam. He sat cross legged on the
unwilling to give in.
Alvin's breath was coming in short scattered pants. Sharp and desperate. He climbed into the tub again, water sloshing over the sides, then he opened his palm. Surgical instruments appeared in them alongside a miniature table. Sterile steel gleaming in the steam. He lowered them beside the tub with a soft clink. Then he picked up the tweezers and scalpel. His fingers were already spasming uncontrollably. With shaky hands, he dug into the deep wound on his thigh. The blade sank past skin and muscle. Each movement sent bone-crushing agony through his body. It was like carving into himself with a hot knife. He bit down on his lips till blood began to drip steadily down from it. Copper on his tongue. Pain grounding him. After three minutes of effort, an eternity measured in heartbeats, he finally dug out a weird-shaped bullet. It was twisted and blackened. Blood splattered all over, dyeing the purple-greenish water a dark shade of red. Cloudy water bloomed and spread. Alvin notic
Forcing myself to not hold you
Murong Wuque stood transfixed, watching the bloodied and half-dead Alvin trying to drag himself to the bathroom. His heart twisted violently, a wrenching pull behind his ribs. His chest tightened until breathing felt like a luxury. His entire hands were convulsing with the effort of trying not to reach for him. It was almost like an instinct, like he had no control of his body, like the bond between them was a leash yanking him forward.Sweat beaded his forehead and he decisively looked away, trembling. Jaw locked, eyes burning. They had broken up. Soon, each person will focus on their own world. That was the line he’d drawn in blood.Alvin should learn how to live without him. Otherwise when he completes the portal and goes home, he would really die. Yuwen Hao's faction had been going wilder and crazier, their shadows stretching further every day, making further delay impossible. There was no time left to hold anyone’s hand.Alvin groaned again. The sound was like a flaming spear st
A burden too heavy
EARTH, VILLA NUMBER SEVEN It's been weeks since Murong Wuque fell out with Alvin. He was still sleeping on the water bed close to his makeshift workstation. He was still taking care of Aurelio like he was being paid to do it. Aurelio seemed to be getting closer to him with every waking day. Now Aurelio could sit up for prolonged periods, or try to grab things to stand. The spirit fruits and nutrients they were feeding him with was finally paying off, making him develop faster than most children his age. They seemed to have settled into a silent routine. Murong Wuque stays with the kid at night, while Alvin attends to whatever it was that needed his attention. Once it was nine in the morning, after he would have rested a bit, Murong Wuque would leave to go attend to his own schedule. Over the past few weeks, Alvin had moved his soldiers to the military district of their now completed permanent base. For weeks, the malice and silent treatment continued, not saying a word to
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