UNDER MY CONTROL ✔

Chapter : 11

              Inside Yibo's Apartment

At Morning,
Time : 7am...

Zhan panted heavily as he sat up with opened eyes abruptly, all drenched in sweat. He glanced at his surroundings and found himself alone on the king sized bed. He relaxed a bit as he saw Yibo was not present in the room and the horrible scenes he had witnessed was just a nightmare. He wiped his drenched face with his sleeves and tried to get up when his legs wobbled and he fell back on the bed again. It was like his legs were still shaking. He tried to think about last night and hurting legs reminded him of the punishment he had to go through and then he was too tired and unable to move, and thus slept on the couch. His head was hurting as he grabbed it while mumbling as he wondered,

"How I ended up here. Not even in my sleep, I could walk in his bedroom either intentionally or unintentionally. Then...did Butler Will carried me here?"

"How can he dare? He wants his life, ain't he?" 

The angry high pitched voice sounded at the entrance where Yibo was standing with slightly furrowed brows, wearing the newly designed black attires, looking perfectly handsome for a young maiden who wanted a husband but for Zhan, he was still releasing a black aura like a monster. Zhan glanced briefly towards him before lowering his eyes and standing up fast even though his legs were shaking. He bowing quickly while greeting with a forced smile,

"G-Good M-Morning M-Master!"

Yibo nodded before walking forth and sat on the couch. Motioning Zhan to come closer, he folded his left leg over his right one. Zhan, with his baby steps, stood at his front. Yibo lifted his eyes and ordered calmly,

"Hand me that blue file and a pen from the Pen holder and come here."

" Y-yes M-Master" 

Zhan fastened his pace and turned toward the table. Holding the said file and pen, he again came to the same spot and handed them to Yibo who raised his hand but instead of holding the file, captured Zhan's wrist and pulled him closer, making him sit on his lap. Zhan flinched and tried to get up when Yibo tightened his grip and ordered him again,

"Have I told you to get up?"

"(Shaking his lowered head) "

"Then just stop moving and relax!"

Zhan tried to be relax but how could he? He was feeling uncomfortable but didn't protested once and sat there trembling. Yibo's left his waist and picked the file together with pen, fallen over Zhan's lap and opened it. Flipping some papers, he held it close to Zhan and handed him the pen, demanding his signature there. Zhan's mind clicked as his eyes went wide from shock and fear once his gaze landed on the words, wife's signature. 

He put his hands on his chest while shaking his head vigorously. Yibo sighed. He was really losing his cool again. With a strict tone, he said again while pressuring on each words,

"Zhan. Just. Sign. The. Papers!! I will certainly not repeat it again!"

The mellow person flinched more badly but held the pen slowly with shaky hands. His eyes filled with tears, ready to fall down anytime. With a blurry sight, he fulfilled the monster's demand and signed at the blank box. He signed his own miseries by himself. Yibo checked the papers thoroughly and smiled. Putting the paper aside, he flipped over his position and in the next minute, he was hovering over Zhan, pinning his both wrists on the couch's edge tightly. 

The poor figure went pale from fear but stayed still as he knew resistance won't give him any benefit. He was trembling with his eyes closed, waiting for another abuse. Yibo was satisfied seeing his kitten so obedient, so submissive towards him. His hands reached to caress the latter's cheek, giving goosebumps to the mellow person.