UNDER MY CONTROL ✔

Chapter : 7

No matter how you suffers and how much felt hurt, but life will go on. It's just you who curse it for passing slowly when surrounded by sorrows and wished to remain longer when having pleasures.

Night might be too hard for Zhan but that didn't mean, his life stop moving just because he suffered. Whether he wanted or not, his horrible nights will passed gradually and unwelcoming mornings must peeked in his dark life.

Just like new bright rays which find his way to enter into the sealed glass of huge windows inside Wang Yibo's bedroom, lightening up the entire area. Being an early riser, Zhan slowly felt himself awakened but still took some secs to open his eyes firstly because of the dizziness and secondly due to being sleepy. He stretched his arms and legs while changing his position and turned his body to side. His bed was strangely feeling comfy and warmer than before. It hadn't created the creaking sound even when he had turned so many times.

Sandalwood's fragrance could be smelled easily everywhere which was soothing. Where was he exactly? In heaven? He snuggled more in fluffy pillow feeling too lazy to get up. After so many days his mind was at ease and he slept peacefully likewise. What's happening? Suddenly he heard someone's sound talking over phone, deep and hoarse. He was familiar with this voice too much. Only demon of his life but what he was doing there? Wasn't he in the heaven then how could that monster reach there?

Inaudible sound became loud and clear enough to wale him up with a jerk. His eyes opened and met with the back of the standing figure, half ready, yelling over phone. Reality hit him hard and he quickly sat up nervously, bending his both knees and sticking to his chest under the duvet. Last night incident started playing in front of his eyes over and over again like a videotape which didn't have a pause button. Tears rolled down from his both eyes as he remind how he was abused and molested. He bolted up from his lost state as soon he heard his name being called by the cold figure as he had turned around to face Zhan.

He didn't dare lifting his head or contact with the pair of cold deep eyes which was enough to freeze him without even him staring at them. Bowing his head in response, he got off from his bed and stood facing him at a far distance but said nothing. Wang Yibo who had ended the long call, ordered,

"Come here."

Zhan's heart beat accelerated speedily. Sweat started forming on his pale forehead. Taking baby steps while grabbing handful of shirt from both side in nervousness, he finally stood in front of the serious figure, staring downwards. Wang Yibo was pissed enough firstly from the call and now because of Zhan who was standing at at least ten feet away!! Taking wide steps towards him while latter saw his advanced steps and became alerted.

Running towards the door which was open already, he dashed out with hope of getting away from the mansion. Yibo whose mood was already ashen now, was not in a hurry to follow his little kitten trying to be free. Taking his time to prepare himself for office, he picked his phone, keys and blazer hanging on his wrist as he came downstairs looking like a handsome God with a evil smirk and intentions. He lazily sat on the couch while staring deeply at Zhan who was banging on the closed entrance door of the Mansion impatiently. He mumbled purely dramatically,

"Poor bunny.."

Zhan who heard the words shivered profusely. Clenching his sweaty fist in fear, he dared not to move from his spot. Wang Yibo chuckled as he saw the poor state of Zhan and took a sip of his black coffee leisurely while putting the cup back on the table. Wang Yibo saw the frozen boy and intoned coldly,

"I thought that after last night, you will never dare to disobey me but looks like I really have to show me who is the master here, right?"

"...."