The Writer's Scheme (BJYX FanFic) - Completed

18: Truest Words of His Heart

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Wei Wuxian's image in the mirror brought a smug on his face. His fingers lightly traced the marks Wangji had left on his skin, but his own touch could never be compared to the tender and affectionate caresses of his lover. His Lan Zhan's warm and big hands always melts him, warms his heart and makes Wuxian fall for him further.

However, Wuxian's smile dropped at the sight of an undesireable big bruise that had formed on his flank, almost hugging half of his left torso. It was an ugly deep purple hue which had made his Lan Zhan's amber eyes almost teared up as he planted soft kisses on its surface last night. "I'm sorry Wei Ying. I couldn't protect you." Lan Zhan mumbled in deep regret which hurt Wuxian more than the physical injury he had received from the accident.

Wuxian snarled, a wicked grin embodied on his handsome face reflecting his anger at the culprit of the ugly mark which had hurt his Lan Zhan emotionally.

"It's me." His voice erupted indifferently from the speaker catching the receiver totally off-guard. There's an evil smirk on his lips, a look of rotten amusement, as he let the man on the other line had a peek of his dark side.

"You think you're too smart to outrun me, huh?" Wuxian laughed in a cruel humour, flaunting the bad news to his nemesis. "You see, Gege, not because I am not doing anything means I am unaware." Wuxian's black irises were dead, stone-cold and sinister.

Wei Wuxian is indeed a scary man. If one thinks they're one step ahead of him, they're completely mistaken.

Wuxian has the world in his hand. Nothing doesn't go his way. He will leisurely play with fire out of amusement, but none can ever win against him. The accident? He was a victim in someone else's eyes, but the truth is...

he had deliberately let it happen.

It was nothing but a game for him. An ingenious game which his foe has devised, yet Wuxian will be the proud winner.

A life at stake, a venturesome bold approach, entertains the Wei's heir more. "Bad grass does not die easily." Wuxian playfully remarked which earned him a grunt of loud curses from the other side.

"Shhhh...." He hushed, glancing back over his shoulder at the handsome man lying in bed behind him.

Lan Wangji is still sound asleep, tangled sheets covering only half of the sculpted scrumptious body. Wuxian's eyes flickered with possessive desire and his body itched to crawl back next to his Lan Zhan, submit himself, and be devoured until his eyes see sparks and white again.

He must finish that call sooner, he thought.

Set on, he snapped his head back to the mobile on his palm. "I'm in a good mood so I'll give you two options. Stop-and-run or..." His eyes crinkled a dangerous glint. "...I'll hunt you down and take away your miserable life myself."

The call ended with that promise of death from the fearless and domineering devil in a human form, Wei Wuxian.

But as the beeping tone stopped, Wuxian released a deep sigh, clutching the device tightly on his hand, while he shut his eyes to block the covert heavy remorse he was carrying all these years.