I had a secret crush on Julian Thorne for ten years but never dared to confess, until I was diagnosed with terminal brain cancer. I tied him up and slept with him again and again. His eyes red, he struggled: "Chloe Miller! Let me go if you have the guts." I thought he would strangle me in a rage once released. But he fiercely occupied every inch of my body, day and night without stopping: "Chloe, do I look weak to you? You actually drugged me?" 1 I had a secret crush on Julian Thorne for ten years. From adolescence to adulthood. He lived in the villa next to mine. I watched him grow from a green youth into a mature man. I was completely captivated by his mature charm, but I dared not say it. I was afraid if I said it, he would reject me, and then we would be over. Until ten days ago, I fainted at work and was sent to the hospital. The doctor looked at me with regret: "Terminal brain cancer. It's too late, there's no value in treatment anymore." I couldn't just die like this. I hadn't traveled the world yet, I hadn't slept with Julian yet... Novels I recently read popped into my mind, all about possessive, forced love. I'm dying anyway, doing something crazy isn't too much, right? I called Julian and invited him to my house for dinner. Julian is the big boss of the Thorne Group, very busy. But he agreed to come over later. When Julian arrived, he looked travel-worn, wearing a black trench coat. Carrying a chill around him. Only then did I know he was abroad when I called. Flew for a day, came back straight into my trap. I felt a little soft-hearted. I wanted to find an excuse to drive him away, but he walked straight to the dining table and sat down. Without waiting for me to speak, he started serving himself. I watched him drink the Tom Yum soup I had spiked heavily. While drinking, he raised an eyebrow at me. "Haven't seen you for a while, your cooking has improved." Of course, it improved. Because that was takeout from the number one Thai restaurant in the city. Why takeout? The reason is simple: I was afraid my cooking would be too terrible, and he wouldn't eat enough for the effect to kick in. By the time I went to the kitchen to get a bowl, his eyes were already starting to cloud over as he sat at the table. I bit my lip: "Are you tired? Want to rest?" He nodded: "A bit dizzy." "Then go rest for a bit." We've known each other for years, having long lost our guard against each other. He obediently followed me to the guest bedroom. 2 Julian fell asleep. I struggled to take off his coat, then stared at his looming body under the white shirt, lost in thought. I pursed my lips, a bit flustered, mouth dry. But I never had the courage to strip him completely. I dug out a pile of ties from the closet that I wanted to give him over the years but was too shy to send. Today, they came in handy. I tied his hands and feet directly to the bed with ties. Exhausted after doing everything, I slumped by the bed. Looking up, I saw his sleeping handsome face. Very peaceful right now. But I could imagine how furious he would be when he woke up. Just like the last time his mother suggested we just get married. I stared at his face, reluctant to blink. Thinking I wouldn't see it anymore in a few days, I wanted to look enough at once. I've been a kind and selfless person for over twenty years. At the end, I insist on being selfish once. It doesn't matter even if he hates me. That way, he won't be sad at all when I die. The phone in his coat rang non-stop. It was his assistant, Liam. Without much hesitation, and afraid of waking him, I picked it up. "Julian is too tired, fell asleep after eating." Liam hung up tactfully. Gradually, my eyelids grew heavier. I simply climbed onto the bed, hugged Julian's waist, and fell into a deep sleep. I was woken up by Julian's roar in the middle of the night. "Chloe!" I sat up abruptly. The sudden movement made me dizzy, vision blacking out, and I fell heavily back into Julian's arms. "Chloe! What on earth are you doing?" Doing what? I propped myself up with my elbows, looking at him with confused eyes. "Guess." Julian's face darkened further. I knelt on the bed looking at him: "Since you're awake, let's get down to business." Julian frowned deeply, his arms trying to break free from the restraints. I panicked a little, afraid if he really escaped, my efforts would be wasted. I closed my eyes and threw myself onto him. "Don't move! Listen to me!" Julian gritted his teeth in hatred. "Are you crazy?" I looked up slightly, my face less than four inches from his. "I'm not crazy." "Then what are you doing?" "I got you onto the bed, what do you think I want to do?" Julian's pupils contracted sharply, the disgust on his face unhidden. "Chloe! I'm Julian!" "Do you have any shame left as a girl!" I didn't want to hear him scold me, so I grabbed a soft object from the nightstand and stuffed it into his mouth. Ignoring his eyes that were about to spew fire, I looked at him fiercely. "Shut up!" Julian wanted to break free, but found it useless. My heart pounded in my chest. "I'm going to kiss you, don't interrupt me." With that, I pulled the thing out of his mouth, and without waiting for him to speak, I closed my eyes and kissed him fiercely. I clumsily tore at his shirt, buttons rolling onto the floor one by one. Like someone escaping the apocalypse, unwilling to stop, just wanting to find an exit. I had a chest full of emotions, released bit by bit all over Julian's body amidst his low grunts. I heard my friend Luna say once, men in bed only think with their lower half. Sure enough, amidst my somewhat fierce actions, Julian didn't open his mouth to scold me. Just constant grunts. After it was over, Julian's face was flushed, as if he had suffered great humiliation. I didn't like looking at it, put on clothes and wanted to go to the bathroom to shower. Seeing me leave, Julian stopped me. "Chloe!" I turned to look at him: "What?" His eyes were red with anger. "Let me go if you have the guts." I froze for a second hearing this, then smiled indifferently. "I will let you go, but not now." 3 After showering, I wanted to go back to my room. But I remembered Julian's eight-pack abs, so firm. So I went back to the guest room. Julian hadn't slept yet, staring at the ceiling. Like a frog about to be experimented on. Seeing me enter, he cursed through gritted teeth: "Let me go!" I shook my head: "No." "Do you have any shame!" "What good does doing this do you?" "Didn't your mother teach you self-respect and self-love?" He poked my heart. On purpose. I pursed my lips and didn't speak, just walked up silently. I kicked off my slippers and got directly onto the bed, straddling him. He frowned and wanted to scold me again. I reached out and covered his mouth. "Shut up, listen to me." "I've known you for eleven years, liked you for ten. I thought about giving up, but I wasn't resigned." "I know you don't like me. People say those who love take initiative, so I took the initiative." "I just want to have you, struggling is useless!" With that, I lowered my head and kissed him with red eyes. Julian's lips were thin and cool, as if mint-flavored. I was already tired, but I clearly felt a change somewhere in him. I looked up at his face and laughed. "Still pretending to be a pure CEO, not so tough after all!" The sounds Julian made during the whole process made me blush and... very satisfied. Opening my eyes again, Julian was already awake. But fortunately, his expression didn't show he "suffered humiliation." Seeing me awake, he called me with a hoarse voice. "Let me go." "No." He was somewhat helpless and started changing tactics. "Chloe, what is wrong with you? How long do you plan to tie me up?" I stretched out my fingers to count, then gestured a number to him. "7 days." Julian was completely speechless: "Why on earth?" "No reason," I calmly put on my robe and got out of bed, "I insist on staying with you for fully seven days." I thought Julian would be angry, but he laughed. "This is illegal detention. You know how many things I have every day, how many people look for me. If I disappear like this, do you think you can keep me until the seventh day?" I stood by the bed, unable to move a step. Right, he's a big man. As long as he doesn't cooperate, how long can I keep him? "Chloe, let me go, I promise not to leave." I froze for two seconds, then shook my head stubbornly. "I don't believe you." "Chloe, I have very important things to do. You can follow me, but you have to let me out." Julian thought I would definitely agree since he made a concession. But I refused without thinking. I told him very stubbornly: "Before the police bring people to find my house, you can only stay here." Julian knew there was no solution. A pair of black eyes looked me up and down several times. Finally, he compromised unexpectedly. "If you tie me up like this for seven days, my hands and feet will be ruined. Is this what you want?" "No." "But I have no other way. I can't beat you, can't stop you, can only wrong you like this." "Chloe, I swear on my grandmother's name, I won't leave within seven days." Grandma Thorne. I knew her importance to Julian. I also knew she was sincerely good to me. When she passed away, Julian and I hid in a corner and cried together. That was the first time I saw Julian cry. "You need me to cooperate with you, otherwise your door might be forcibly breached this afternoon." Julian's attitude was sincere. I also knew he was telling the truth. The CEO of the Thorne Group is missing, how could it not be a big deal? I wanted to keep him, but I didn't want to leave a bad reputation when I died. I could imagine how ugly and outrageous the media would write about this. I compromised. I threw his clothes to him, then released his hands and feet one by one. He gritted his teeth moving his stiff hands, scolding mercilessly: "Why didn't I discover you were a crazy woman before." I was expressionless: "There's a lot you haven't discovered." He stared at the messy ties I threw on the ground, turned to look at me in disbelief: "Where did you get so many ties?" "I saw them and thought they suited you, so I bought them. Unknowingly saved so many." Good thing I didn't buy them in vain, finally used them on him. "Why didn't you give them to me?" I sneered: "Don't have the habit of pressing my hot face against your cold butt." Julian's face turned slightly cold. "So you just forced it?" I blushed from face to toe. Regardless of consequences when going crazy, calming down and hearing him say this, suddenly felt very shameful. Wanting to get a man, actually used tying. But I quickly got over it. I told myself, doing such a thing in this life was worth it. 4 Julian kept his word. After being released by me, he didn't mean to leave forcefully. Just asked me for my laptop. "You want to email Liam for help?" Julian looked at me like I was an idiot. "Is your brain not working well? If I wanted to leave, would I need to find someone?" It wasn't that my brain wasn't working well; it was clearly broken. I gave him the computer. Anyway, I resigned, keeping the computer is useless. Julian sat on the balcony handling work, while I curled up on the living room sofa watching him quietly. The angle of the sunlight seemed calculated, giving me an illusion of "peaceful years." Only this "peace" was kidnapped by my shamelessness. The afternoon sun was dazzling. Watching him, I felt sleepy. I tried hard to control myself not to sleep, but eventually lost consciousness. Opening my eyes again, Julian's shadow was gone from sight. I jumped up, looking around in panic barefoot. Until I pushed open the bathroom door abruptly. My heart fell back into my chest from my throat, but my reason left home from the moment I saw him. I pounced on him. I had no experience, so I bit randomly without method, just wanting to leave marks. It felt like a lost deer crashing around in my chest. I clung to him like an octopus with all my might, afraid he would throw me off. In a trance, I heard Julian's helpless sigh, then a strong arm dragged me up. "Truly a lunatic, but I like it." Like what? Before I could react, he bit my neck, and then the tables turned. I believed Luna's words more and more. In men's eyes, love and not love, doing it and not doing it, are indeed two different things. Afterwards, the thick lust faded, and Julian leaned against the bed examining me. "Chloe, I really suspect you are possessed by some evil ghost." Knowing each other for so many years, it's not strange for Julian to have doubts. After all, I was too different from before. "Yes," I nodded solemnly, "A lust ghost." Julian narrowed his eyes: "Why doesn't the lust ghost find someone else?" I tilted my head and thought: "Probably because you are the only one around easy to hook." I took my phone to order takeout, but was stopped by Julian. "What? Tricked me here with your cooking, now dismissing me with takeout after eating me dry?" I couldn't be bothered with him. Half an hour later, takeout knocked on my door. Julian watched the yellow paper bag in my hand, pupils contracting violently. Until he saw me take out a small box of pills from it, he completely broke down. He rushed over and grabbed my chin. "Chloe! What are you doing? You take this kind of stuff too?" I spoke with difficulty: "You want me to birth a Thorne heir for you?" Anger covered Julian's face, even his eyebrows expressing his rage. His fingertips pressed harder. "You dare to do such things, yet fear having a baby?" "You're hurting me!" I struggled to break free from his fingers, but I knew he was really angry. So I made up a reason that sounded reasonable. "Of course I want to birth a Thorne heir, but I suddenly remembered I took a lot of antibiotics for a cold a couple of days ago." I frowned at him: "What? You hope I birth a child to blackmail you?" Julian looked away, voice slightly cold. "Keep dreaming, greedy woman." "Julian, you aren't usually like this to me either! I forced you, but if you weren't willing, I couldn't have forced it!" Julian was angry. I thought he would turn and leave. But he just slammed the guest room door shut with a "bang." Heh, quite trustworthy. Made me embarrassed.
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