Kidnapped by a Dragon Billionaire - Chapter 61

Zi Mei got an image of her and this handsome CEO, Thorin Loong, in a passionate embrace, kissing, on a bed the moment he shook her hand. She had immediately snatched it back and blushed.

His face, his body, his heady masculine musky scent with a hint of mint. It felt familiar. He felt familiar. It was like coming home.

He felt like home.

It was as if she has not seen him in a long time and suddenly here he is, right in front of her. She fought an urge to jump on him, hug him close to her and never let go. She has this strange strong feelings for this handsome stranger.

“Who ….are….you….” she whispered to him.

He raised an eyebrow, as if puzzled by her question.

“I am Thorin Loong, the CEO of Loong Group Holdings,” he repeated, his sculpted face expressionless.

Zi Mei felt tears swelling up in her eyes and she doesn’t understand it. She felt a dull pain in her heart just from looking at him. She surreptitiously wiped her eyes before the tears rolled down her cheeks.

“I am sure you can get a newer, better model to replace that,” he told her, probably misunderstanding her tears were for her broken cell phone.

“Oh, uh, no, I’ve got dust in my eyes,” she mumbled. She looked down at her feet. She can’t bear to look at him again.

Looking at him pained her and filled her with a strange longing. It was as if she was pining for him and she can’t have him, which was really quite ridiculous. She doesn’t even know him before today!

“Well, I have to go, I am meeting your principal, if you would kindly point me in the right direction, away from that mad crowd over there,” he said, gesturing to the general direction of the earlier crowd of students waiting to catch a glimpse of him.

She tried to snap out of her sudden melancholy. She pasted a fake smile on her face and looked up at his face, the face that made her heart thump and twist and squeeze, making her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.

“Urm, it’s quite a long way, I can show you,” she told him. He nodded and stood aside for her to walk pass him. She immediately walked pass him to lead him to the opposite direction from the crowd of students.

“Thank you, I shall be grateful for your assistance Lil Zi,” he said solicitously.

Lil Zi. There it was again. Her steps faltered. She stopped and turned to him.

“Why did you call me that?” she asked.

He looked puzzled and then realisation hit and for a moment, he looked full of regrets. Then his face became blank, as if an invisible wall came up.

“I apologise Miss Tan. You resembled someone I know and I called her Lil Zi so it was a slip of tongue,” he said formally. “Shall we? Your principal is expecting me any minute now,”

She nodded numbly. Why did she feel like crying? It was as if her heart was breaking into pieces. She held in her feelings and led the way down the corridor to a connecting walkway that leads to the other building. As they walked past a corner, suddenly a thought occurred to her. She did not give him her surname. How did he know her surname??

She stopped again and he almost bumped into her. She whipped around to ask him how he knew her surname. When she did that, they are mere inches apart. His heady masculine musky minty scent assailed her nostrils.

It filled her with such longing, she found herself stepping towards him and hugging him as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Thorin gave a start as she wrapped her arms around him suddenly, resting her head on his chest and sighing. Then suddenly realising what she had done, she released him and jumped a few steps back, aghast.

“Oh my god. I don’t know what came over me! I am so sorry Mr Loong, so so sorry!” she apologised. Yet, she regretted nothing. That brief few seconds of holding him was bliss. She was home. She missed him. So much.

Wait, what was wrong with her? She tried to shake that strange thoughts out of her head. She just hugged a total stranger! He must think she is some cheap slut who throws herself at handsome older men visiting their college.

She covered her face in shame. She had practically thrown herself at a stranger! It must be her hormones. Maybe her period is coming. Yes, it must be. It must be PMS. Studies have shown that PMS sometimes makes the woman more horny. Since she’s never had sex, maybe her hormones are going on an overdrive. Yes, that must be it, she tried to convince herself. She peeked at the handsome CEO.

For a moment, she was certain his face looked conflicted, even pained. He didn’t look annoyed or affronted by her sudden hug at all. His expression was as if he felt exactly the way she felt. She removed her hands to look at him clearly. Noticing that she was looking at him, his expression became blank again.

“Well, that was interesting. Now, can you show me to your principal’s office?” he said politely, as if she didn’t just hug him. As if she just showed him a picture of a cat or something.

“Right,” she replied. She turned back and started walking towards the next building, fast. After she showed him to the principal’s office, she hurried away without saying anything. She was filled with embarrassment over her earlier behaviour.

It was a good thing that he appeared to be a gracious man and did not pursue it at all. She hoped he wouldn’t complain about her to the principal. He could have easily told the principal that a student accosted him and flung herself at him. Furthermore, he knew her name. He could have filed an official complaint.

Right. He knew her surname. She was certain she did not give him her full name. How did he know her surname? She stopped walking.

She think back to the brief moment after she hugged him. He had looked at her as if he missed her too, filled with longing and desire, right before he noticed her looking at him.

What was that? Was there something more? She couldn’t bear it. She couldn’t bear not knowing what this mysterious connection she seem to have with this stranger was. Against her better judgement and her innate shyness with men, she turned around and walked back to the principal’s office.

She needs to know. She needs to find out what this mysterious connection with the stranger is. Why did he feel so familiar? How did he know her full name? Why did him calling her Lil Zi sounded so intimate and familiar too? Why does her heart do this strange little dance and squeeze at the sight of him? Why does hugging him, a total stranger, felt so right?

She waited outside the principal’s office for him to come out. She needs answers to her questions and he will have to give it to her. She will not leave until then. It was not a long wait. In about 30 minutes or so, he strolled out of the office casually, looking like a model walking down the runway.

He stopped short when he saw her standing there.

“Lil Zi,” he uttered in surprise.