The Domineering Love: The Little Wife of the Expensive CEO

The room was narrow and airtight, and the hot and humid air teased every nerve. My body was like the rising tide, and my sensitive nerves were constantly teased by the invisible tentacles extending from the darkness...

"Hmm..." A soft moan poured out, and Nie Zheng arched her slender waist in the chaos, with inexplicable desire rising.

A deep and hoarse male voice asked in her ear: "Do you want it?"

Her eyelids were unexpectedly heavy, and she couldn't see who the man was, but passion continued to flow through her body. Her hands climbed up the man's neck like vines, and she nodded eagerly.

The hot big hands pinched her fair and tender waist, leaned over and kissed her soft red lips, with a cruel force like punishment, indulgent and wild, the strong tip of the tongue pushed into her teeth, biting and entangled, and when the nose tip hit the nose tip——

She suddenly felt a chill, and something cold was resting on the man's nose. In the chaos, his expression was cold and restrained. He pinched the bridge of his glasses with his slender fingers, slowly took off his gold-rimmed glasses, and placed them on the bedside.

When he turned around again, Nie Zheng's heart skipped a beat. His obsidian eyes were filled with a hint of teasing, his tall, straight nose was even more delicate than the male stars in magazines, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and he looked cold and distant. That face... she was too familiar with it.

"Uh... don't!"

The man pressed her down again. She raised her head and was forced to accept it. She wanted to struggle, but found that her body seemed to have turned into a pool of water and she could not resist at all.

"Do not want?"

The man's voice was slightly smiling, and before she could answer, he lifted her up from the bed.

The huge floor-to-ceiling windows were bright and spacious, a far cry from the dark and cramped space just now.

Through the reflective glass, she saw herself being held tightly in his arms. The man was still neatly dressed, and his black trousers made his long legs look even straighter, but she was already in a state of disgrace...

"...No, we can't do this!"

The man had a carefree look on his face. He pressed her against the transparent glass window. Looking down from the upper floor, the crowd looked like a colony of ants. Nie Zheng could feel the burning and inquiring eyes of passers-by. Her heart was beating violently, and fear spread throughout her body. However, the man didn't care at all. He leaned against her neck and murmured like a madman: "This is a punishment!"

"Don't, don't..."

Nie Zheng suddenly opened her eyes and gasped violently, like a fish that was washed ashore, her whole body was washed by water. The surroundings were so dark that one could not see anything even if one stretched out one's hand. There was only a faint light at the head of the bed. She took a long breath and covered the last glimmer of light with the incense cover.

"This fragrance is indeed..."

It has aphrodisiac effects.

This dream was too real, and she felt a huge sense of emptiness when she woke up. She was so upset, not only because she had such a beautiful dream under the influence of the aphrodisiac she had just mixed, but also because the protagonist in the dream was her brother who she hadn't seen for a long time and who she would quarrel with as soon as she saw him.

Chong gradually knew.

This incense cannot be used anymore. She rubbed her hair which was messy from sleep and put the remaining incense into the drawer.

"Xiao Zheng, are you awake?"

The voice of Aunt Wang coming from outside the room brought her back to reality. She quickly calmed herself down, got out of bed and opened the door.

"Xiao Zheng, the young master has returned! He is coming over for dinner today."

Wang Ma's face was filled with joy. Nie Zheng blinked twice in a daze and confirmed again: "He's back?"

Wang Ma looked down at the watch on her hand and said, "It will land at 2 pm. I guess it should be here soon."

Help!

Nie Zheng's nerves suddenly tightened, and she stumbled up to the second floor without even putting on her shoes.

The study room, which had been vacant for a long time, was filled with the incense burners she used to make incense.

These things must not be seen by Chong Jianzhi!

Since her mother passed away, all the things related to incense in the house have been put away, as if to avoid reminding people of her when seeing the things, or more like a punishment for her. Chong Jianzhi was not allowed to make incense, and was not even allowed to touch it.

"You do not deserve."

Chong Jianzhi's cold words are still lingering in Nie Zheng's mind.

Since Chong Jianzhi started his new overseas project, the physical distance between them has changed from 10 kilometers between the new district and the city center to more than 2,000 kilometers between the inland and the other side of the ocean. He is reluctant to go home and rarely asks about Nie Zheng. It has been a year since they last met.

Nie Zheng loves making incense, and is unwilling to give up her mother's favorite career. So she saves money to buy incense holders and incense tools that Chong Jianzhi has forbidden, and reads the ancient incense recipes her mother left for her every day...

As he was putting the "criminal evidence" into the box one by one, a low and cold voice suddenly came from behind him.

"What are you doing?"

Nie Zheng shook subconsciously, and the hollow incense ball in her hand fell to the ground with a "clang", splashing a cloud of incense ash.

After a period of numbing silence, the questioning voice finally came.

"Nie Zheng, you made incense behind my back?"

Chong Jianzhi knew that there was no ups and downs in the sound, so he just raised his foot slightly and stepped on the smoked ball.

Nie Zheng's throat tightened and the word "brother" slipped out of her throat uncontrollably. She lunged forward, grabbing Chong Jianzhi's ironed trouser leg with one hand and holding the tip of her brother's shoe with the other.

She raised her head and looked pleadingly at the man in front of her who was as high and mighty as a god. In addition to pleading... there were some other complicated emotions. Fragments of the dream just now flooded into her mind, and her face suddenly turned red.

After not seeing each other for a year, Chong Jianzhi still looked cold and reserved, keeping strangers away. He leaned forward slightly, and the few strands of hair falling on his forehead were dyed with a light warm color by the sunset light pouring in through the window. His delicate and handsome features were like stone sculptures carved with the most exquisite craftsmanship, ingenious but emotionless. And the pair of gold-rimmed glasses were exactly the same as in the dream.

Nie Zheng shook her head subconsciously.

Chong Jianzhi used 70% of his strength, and the originally round incense ball under his feet was deformed by him. The incense ash fell on Nie Zheng's hand, as if it was still warm, and it burned her so much that she retracted her hand.

This is her favorite smoke ball, which is very similar to the one her mother gave her before she died.

Chong Jianzhi used 70% of his strength, and the originally round incense ball under his feet was deformed by him. The incense ash fell on Nie Zheng's hand, as if it was still warm, and it burned her so much that she retracted her hand.

This is her favorite smoke ball, which is very similar to the one her mother gave her before she died.

Chong Jianzhi leaned over, took out a handkerchief from his arms, and gently swept the incense ash splashed on the tip of his shoe: "Have I ever told you not to touch incense again?"

"I said..." Nie Zheng's voice trembled slightly, and there was a hint of guilt in her voice.

"So." Chong Jianzhi tugged at the collar of his black silk shirt and unbuttoned the top button, "Why didn't you listen?"

"I was wrong."

After struggling for a while, Nie Zheng finally admitted her mistake.

She could not resist Chong Jianzhi's tyranny, nor could she accuse him of restricting her freedom in this way, because... she owed Chong Jianzhi too much.

Chong Jianzhi finally raised his foot. Looking at Nie Zheng's pale face and shaking hands, he blurted out, "Are you afraid of me?"

Nie Zheng thought for a moment and shook his head.

This answer doesn't sound true.

Chong Jianzhi felt unhappy. He picked up the incense ball that had been stepped on and deformed, and the next second, threw it into the burning fireplace.

"Nie Zheng, you know I will destroy anything you like." Chong Jianzhi's tone was light, but it was very intimidating. "Next time, you can try it."

Chong Jianzhi left, but Nie Zheng's heart seemed to be frozen in a layer of ice that never melts all year round and cannot be thawed.

She didn't know how to face Chong Jianzhi. He was moody and his tolerance for her was almost negative. Most of the time, whatever she did was wrong.

She is here only to pay off her debts.

Eight years ago, Chong Jianzhi's parents, her adoptive parents, took her out. On the highway, a truck suddenly lost control and crashed into the car in front. The car lost control and overturned to the right lane, causing multiple cars to get into accidents, including their family.

At the moment of the car accident, the adoptive mother rushed to her desperately, using her own flesh and blood to block all the violent impact.

Nie Zheng was only slightly injured, but her adoptive parents died due to ruptured internal organs and excessive blood loss, and rescue efforts were ineffective.

Before she died, the adoptive mother used up her last bit of strength to hold Chong Jianzhi's hand and asked him to take good care of Nie Zheng and not let Nie Zheng become an unwanted orphan again.

Chong Jianzhi also truly regarded Nie Zheng as his own family and took care of her in every possible way.

It was not until five years ago that Chong Jianzhi learned from the driver who luckily survived the car accident that he could have avoided the accident that day.

The tragedy happened because Nie Zheng left something behind and insisted on going home to get it.

Chong Jianzhi hated Nie Zheng so much!

Nie Zheng will never forget Chong Jianzhi looking at her with hatred, but then saying in the coldest tone: "You killed them. You have to use your whole life to atone for your sins."

Her adoptive mother was once a famous perfume maker. After Nie Zheng was adopted and brought home, she followed her mother to learn how to make perfume. She had talent and interest in the art, and she set her ambition from a young age to become a perfume maker like her mother.

After the car accident, Chong Jianzhi forbade Nie Zheng to touch incense again. He regarded Nie Zheng as an enemy and would not allow her to defile his mother's most beloved thing.

The woody aroma that originally lingered in the house disappeared again. Nie Zheng became Chong Jianzhi's pawn. Apart from atonement, she could no longer find the value of her life.