Shades Of Mr.billionaire - Chapter 264

“Mrs Feng,” Assistant Yu loud rumble travels down the corridor, halting my progression, but I can’t see him.

“NO! Mrs Feng, wait!” He appears, moving faster than I would think possible for such a mountain of a man, his glasses in place as he hurdles towards me like a steam train.

“No, don’t go in there!” Assistant Yu block me.

I look at the frantic beast rocketing towards me in slow motion and jump at the sound of another ear-piercing snap. It pulls my attention from Assistant Yu booming voice and towards Feng Teng office.

What is that? I push the door open a little further until the full room comes into view.

Oh My God!

I stagger forward on a loss of a few dozen beats of my heart.

What the f.u.c.k.i.n.g hell is going on?

“No!” Assistant Yu crashes into me and grasps me around my waist.

“Mrs Feng, you can’t go in there,” Assistant Yu shout.

I lose all feeling as I stare at the hideousness before me and then fight with the incredible strength of Feng Teng, who’s trying to haul me out of the room. I don’t know how, adrenaline perhaps, but I break free from Assistant Yu and fall into the room as Muxin raises the evil-looking that she’s hungry and clinging at Feng Teng back. My stomach jumps into my throat, and I feel Assistant Yu warm palm wrap around the top of my arm.

“Mrs Feng,” Assistant Yu voice is the softest I’ve ever heard it.

“You don’t have to see this,” He says.

I shrug him off and stand trying to piece together the scene unfolding before me. It’s hard, even though time has slowed and every tiny detail is clear to me. He’s n.a.k.e.d, except for his trouser, and kneeling on the floor, his head dropped. He hasn’t even looked up.

Muxin is standing behind him, in black leather trousers, a leather bodice and thigh-high wear, looking as hungry as she wanted to devours Feng Teng back.

I can’t move. I’m completely rooted to the spot.

My legs are shaking, my heart beating so fast it might escape my chest, and I can’t open my mouth.

What is happening?

Muxin glances up at me, a look of deep satisfaction on her face as she wants to eat my man. I want to scream, tell her to stop, but my mouth is dry and not responding to my brains commands.

Her pouty face screams pleasure at subjecting my man over her seductress, no doubt, having me here to bear witness her devouring my man.

The scream echoing around the room is me.

His head snaps up as my cry seeps into his ears. I’m struggling against Assistant Yu again, who has regained his hold on me.

“Let go of me!” I fight harder, twisting my body in his grip, clawing and hitting him.

“Wei Lin,” Feng Teng voice stills me.

It’s weak and broken as his head turns in my direction.

A desperate cry escapes my mouth as our eyes meet and all I find are empty glazed holes. He doesn’t look completely with it. He looks drugged and hollow. He makes to stand but staggers forward slightly in complete disorientation.

I feel sick. My stomach starts to heave and my knees give out and I crumble to the floor at Assistant Yu feet.

“Wei Lin,” Feng Teng makes it to a standing position, but he is nowhere near stable.

He shakes his head as if trying to regain his focus, his confused face becoming stricken as he registers my presence.

“Oh God, stop!”

Fear floods his handsome features. Even his voice is unstable. He goes to walk forward, but he’s stopped by Muxin, who’s grabbing at his arm.

“Get the f.u.c.k off me!” he roars, knocking her backwards.

“Wei Lin, babe. What are you doing here?” He rushes forward and drops to his knees in front of me, grabbing at my face and searching for my eyes.

He’s a complete blur through my tears. I can’t speak. I’m just shaking my head frantically, trying to rid my brain of what I have just witnessed.

Is this a nightmare? He wasn’t fighting her off at all. He knelt there waiting for her taking him in a total trance. I throw my arms out to bat him away from me and scramble to my feet.

“Babe, please!” he pleads, as I push his grabbing hands from me and I need to get out of here.

I turn, knocking Assistant Yu out of the way, and run in blind shock down the corridor, emerging into the massive living room.

As I hurry though, I’m vaguely aware of shocked gasps, and I turn to see Feng Teng and Assistant Yu in pursuit of me. I slap my hand over my mouth as I feel the bile rising in my throat.

Oh God, I’m going to throw up.

I hurtle through the toilet door and into a cubicle, slamming the door behind me. I just make it over the bowl and then proceed to evacuate the contents of my stomach on loud, painful retches, my face wet with sweat and tears. I’m in the lowest level of hell and once again, trapped in a f.u.c.k.i.n.g cubicle with nowhere to go.

The sound of the toilet door crashing into the tiled wall rings out around the washroom.

“Babe!” He bangs on the door behind me, and I sink to my bum as I feel another round of violent heaves coming on.

“Wei Lin. Open the door!” He barks.

I can’t answer him through my persistent retching, even if I wanted to.

What the hell am I supposed to say? I’ve just watched him accept a thrashing from a woman I despise, a woman who I know wants Feng Teng and hates me.

My imagination doesn’t stretch to this kind of callousness. I throw up again and fumble for some toilet paper to wipe my mouth as the door continues to bang behind me.

“Please,” he begs, and a dull thud meets the door. I know it’s his forehead.

“Babe, please, open the door.” He begs.

My tears gather force again at the sound of him begging. I can’t possibly look into the eyes of the man I love knowing he has done this to himself.

“Who let her in?” His tone has turned fierce, and he punches the door.

“F.u.c.k! Who the f.u.c.k.i.n.g hell let her in?” He growls.

“Master, I didn’t let her in. I would never have let her in,” Assistant Yu low hum is soothing.

Suddenly, I want to jump to his defence. He didn’t let me in. Assistant Yu fretful voice, his attempts to stop me from entering Feng Teng office, it all brings me to one conclusion.

He didn’t text me. He didn’t open the gates. She’s done it again. My strong, dominate man having himself with another woman? I’ve underestimated Muxin hatred of me. I’ve trodden on some fancy, red-polished toes. She has more than succeeded in her attempts to shock me, but all of this doesn’t detract from the fact that Feng Teng was actively, willingly, partaking in her seductress.

“What’s going on?” The familiar sound of SiSi voice gives me hope of escaping this horror scene.

“Nothing!” he snaps.

“Where’s Wei Lin? What the hell is going on? Wei Wei?” She calls my name, and I’m desperate to answer her, but I know if I open the door, Feng Teng will be in. I can’t see him.

“She’s in there. She won’t come out. Babe?” he calls.

“Please, SiSi, get her out,” He bangs the door again.

He sounds desperate and frantic.

“Hey! Tell me why she is locked in there and why you’re out here n.a.k.e.d with the traces at your back,” SiSi voice is fierce.

“Wei Lin walked in on something she shouldn’t have seen. She’s freaked out. I need to see her,” His talking is strained through his heavy breathing.

I want to scream exactly why I’ve freaked out, but I’m attacked by another succession of retches, rendering me incapable of uttering any words.

“If you’ve f.u.c.k.i.e.d her over, Feng Teng!” Sisi shouts.

“Wei Wei,” SiSi call.

He’s f.u.c.k.i.e.d me over all right, but not in the way she is thinking. It’s almost worse. It is worse.

“No!” Feng Teng voice is full of defence.

“It’s not like that!” Feng Teng yell.

“Well, what is it like then? She’s in there throwing up. Wei Lin?” The subtle knock of SiSi fist starts drumming on the door.

“Wei Wei darling, come on. Open the door,” She calls for me.

“Babe!” Feng Teng shouts frantically.

“You, just go first!” Sisi yells.

“No!” He barks.

“She’s not going to come out with you here. Hey, assistant Yu. Get him out of here,” SiSi orders.

“Master,” Assistant Yu rumbles, and I pray that Feng Teng listens to him and leaves. I’m not going anywhere with him out there.

I sit with my head in my hands while I listen to the back and forth coaxing of Feng Teng from the bathroom. I eventually hear the door open and close again and then SiSi subtle knocking on the door.

“Darling, he’s gone,” SiSi assures me through the door.

I lift and slide the lock across to let my friend into the toilet with me. She pushes through the small gap and screws her nose up at the sight of the vomit spattered bowl.

“What the hell is going on?” She crouches on the other side of the cubicle so we’re knee to knee.

I sniffle and blow my nose on some tissue. My mouth tastes dreadful. I take a few controlled breaths through my sobs and try to steady my vocal cords.

“He had himself with another woman,” I manage. The sound of the words has my chucking my head back over the bowl, but all I’m achieving is choking myself on dry heaves.

And I feel Feng Teng palm rubbing at my back.

“He what?” Sisi asks again.

I push myself away from the toilet and find SiSi jaw dropped disbelievingly.

Who would believe it? But she saw the evidence plain and clear and red kiss plastered at Feng Teng back.

“I walked in on him being kiss by Muxin,” I say quietly.

Her eyes widen.

“Muxin is the mega-bitch?” she splutters.

“Yes.” I nod in case the word didn’t make it out of my mouth.

“He was on his knees, letting another woman on him,” My tears start again and my mind is invaded with the horrible memory of my strong, self-assured man being willingly kissed.

“Oh, f.u.c.k,” She rests her hand on my knee.

I cry.

“I saw it! He let another woman have him, and he accepts willingly,” My stomach convulses.

“SiSi, I want to leave. But he won’t let me. I know he won’t let me go,” I cry.

A look of determination invades her pretty, pale features and she rises to her feet.

“Wait here, I’ll take you out,” SiSi orders.

“Where are you going?” My voice sounds panicky.

He’ll barrel back in here as soon as SiSi exits. I know he will.

“Assistant Yu have taken Feng Teng to his office. I’m just going to check, though,” She opens the door and shuffles past my slumped body.

I hold my breath, waiting for a commotion, but it doesn’t come. The door opens and closes, and then there is silence. I’m alone. I stand myself up, my legs weak and shaky, and pull some toilet roll-off to wipe around the seat. I hold my hand over my mouth as I generally clean up my mess, all the time more violent heaves threatening.

The toilet door opens. I freeze, holding my breath.

“Wei Lin,” SiSi whispers, tapping the door gently.

“Feng Teng is in his office with Assistant Yu. Kevin will get the gates,” SiSi inform.

I open the door and catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror before I’m pulled out of the toilet cubicle and yanked towards the door. I look God awful.

“Wait, I need some water,” I shake SiSi off and take myself to the sink, leaning over to splash my face and swill my mouth.

“Here, have some candy,” SiSi shoves a candy in my mouth.

Now I’m weighing up the merits of alcohol.

Would I have preferred to find him drunk? Yes, without a doubt, I would have faced that merciful creature rather than witness him making love with another woman.

He is crazy.