Kidnapped by a Dragon Billionaire - Chapter 89

Zi Mei is sitting inside Thorin Loong’s car next to him after he coerced her into entering it. Her pulse is racing at his proximity and there is that strong attraction she felt for him. She ignored all these and try not to think about it. So, she is now demanding for answers from him, mostly to distract herself from this strange yearning she has for him.

“Why are things so different when I came back,” she asked. “Also, did we have any babies together?”

“No, we don’t have any babies, although it’s not for lack of trying,” Thorin replied, winking at her, his voice full of amusement.

She cleared her throat uncomfortably. Is it hot in the car? Why is she feeling so much heat on her face. She fanned her cheeks for a moment.

“Then why are things different?” she asked, telling herself to focus and not be distracted by him being so close to her and his allusion to what they must have been doing to ‘try’ for babies.

“It’s how we have to manipulate some things here to erase the humans’ memories of demons and since the demon that attacked you did quite a lot of damage, we have to erase and replace quite a number of memories, let’s just call it a reset,” Thorin explained.

“But, I remembered everything!” Zi Mei said.

“Yes, that’s because…you are my…..” He paused for a moment. “You are my contracted partner so you are considered one of us, in a way, so there was no need to erase and change your memories,”

“Then why don’t I remember about our contract and what we…uh…did…” she blushed at that. Suddenly images of her and Thorin naked and entwined together on a bed came to mind.

Maybe those are actually memories and not fantasies. She quickly bury the fantasy-memories. This is not the time and space to be thinking of that.

“You wanted out and I released you from the contract so I had to erase and change your memories,” he replied simply.

“But you didn’t erase and change my memories from the demon attack?” she pointed out.

He merely shrugged. He leaned close to her, much too close for her comfort. She shrank back from him although she also wanted to lean in close to him.

“I want you back Lil Zi, will you come back to me?” he asked, his deep mysterious eyes she can feel herself drowning in, looked deeply into hers.

The word ‘yes’ was hovering on her lips and she almost blurted it out but she stopped herself. No! Stop thinking with your crazy sexual desire, she told herself harshly.

“Nnnnnooo!” she forced herself to stammer out.

Thorin Loong didn’t look saddened by her answer. He broke eye contact and leaned back to his side. He looked to the front nonchalantly.

“I don’t expect you to answer right away,” he said. He gave her a small smile. “I will give you time to think it over,”

“No. I said no. No. No. No! Look, you are a dragon and there were demons after you…I think that is way too complicated for a college student like me, so let’s just not,” Zi Mei finally managed to force out. She is fighting an inner desire to fling herself at him and beg him to take her back with him.

Shameless hussy, stop lusting after an old dragon, she admonished herself. She doesn’t remember his actual age anymore. But surely, he must be ancient.

“The demons issue have been resolved so no more demons, only a dragon, me,” Thorin replied her, giving her another smile.

“Whatever…just leave me alone, let me live a normal human life without dragons, please,” she said. She has had enough excitement over the past week or so to last her a lifetime.

“I will give you time to think it over,” Thorin Loong repeated. The car has stopped. Zi Mei looked out. They are right in front of her house. She got down from the car.

She turned to look at Thorin Loong.

“The answer is no, please, just leave me alone,” she said and this time, she meant it. She is exhausted from dealing first with that arrogant Damon King and then having her best friend avoid her is the worst feeling ever and now this.

She just can’t seem to catch a break. At all.

“Alright then, if that is what you wanted but if you ever change your mind, I am but a call away,” Thorin Loong nodded regally. He leaned over to grab the car door and closed it in her face. Then the car sped off.

She stared at the car speeding off for a long moment until it turned a corner and was no longer in sight. Did she just make a big mistake?  Did she actually just turned down the handsome CEO Thorin Loong who also happens to be a kick-ass dragon shapeshifter?

To think that a while back, she didn’t even have a boyfriend and she was envious of Sheena for her bold ways in snagging boyfriends and hooking up with men easily. Now, it felt like centuries ago.

She spent the rest of the evening trying to occupy herself with her assignments and studying. When she finds herself staring at the same page for an hour without actually reading, she gave up and went to turn on her TV. She chose a particularly interesting series and binged on it.

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The next day, Zi Mei woke up exhausted. She could barely sleep last night, agonising over her curt decision to turn down Thorin Loong. She is still not sure if she had made the right decision and she didn’t feel like confiding in Sheena or Jazzmine. They probably would not understand, she thought. There was also the matter of Darren asking for ‘a break’ and avoiding her.

“Ugh. Men are the bane of all women’s existence,” she announced loudly while brushing her teeth. She quickly got ready for college, putting on some makeup to cover up the dark circles under her eyes.

“Panda eye Mei I am,” she muttered at her face in the mirror. Even her concealer could not cover up the dark circles. It merely lightened it slightly. Giving up, she left it at that and headed to college.

Today, her first class is fine art by Professor Jem. Surely, that annoying new guy is not in this same class, she thought. She hurried to the class and is glad to see that she is among the first few to arrive early. She took her seat and watched other students entering the class nervously.

“Please, please, please…don’t let him be in this class too,” she kept repeating under her breath, keeping her fingers crossed on both hands. If she could. She would have kept her toes crossed too.

Then what she had been wishing against walked in. The unmistakable blue tinged hair, the large tall frame and that annoying smirk with his reddish brown eyes. He smirked at her and took the seat next to her. She got up to change seat but he grabbed her arm.

“Sit down Tan, don’t kick up such a fuss,” he told her. There was a slight steely tone to his voice. She looked at him to see if she had heard him wrong. He smirked at her but his eyes were shuttered and mysteriously devoid of any feelings or expressions.

She shook his hand off her arm and sat down slowly.

“If you grab me so rudely again, so help me, I will report you for sexual harassment!” she hissed at him.

He raised his hands palms up defensively.

“Hey, I didn’t do anything, I merely asked you to sit down and not block the model up front,” he said, gesturing to a model who is sitting primly on a chair up front. The professor has not come in yet so the model is still not striking a pose but was casually tapping on her phone.

“Class has not even started yet,” she mumbled. She decided to ignore the annoying new guy. She shouldn’t let him rile her up like this.

Professor Jem came in and class started. Soon, she was so engrossed in her sketching that she forgot about Damon King. Then he kicked her table, causing her to draw a long line across the model’s face.

“Hey! Why did you do that!” she exclaimed, glaring at him. He put on an innocent look.

“What? I didn’t do anything?” he said. He looked down at his sketch and continued drawing.

Zi Mei glanced at his art work and her jaw fell open. He is a very good artist. His drawing was so realistic and accurate, it looked exactly like a monochrome photograph. They were only an hour into the class. How is that even possible?

She looked at her own sketch. She has only completed the outlines and is now adding details like the model’s features before he kicked her table. It was obvious that he had intentionally kicked her table to sabotage her.

“Asshole,” she muttered under her breath as she rubbed off the error he had caused her to draw.

Then she continued adding details but somehow, she can’t seem to get it right. Erasing it and redoing it a few times.

“Here, let me show you how it’s done,” Damon King suddenly said and his warm large hand wrapped around her hand that was holding the pencil. She was startled and tried to pull free but he held on fast.

“Like this,” he said, as he guided her hands to draw the strokes easily.