Fated Encounter (BJYX Fanfic) - Completed

14: Mine

Yibo's voice was perceived raspy and alluring by Cheng Xiao. His warning, a tempting command exciting her to tease the young man further.

She had fancied him quite long enough that her greed and lust grew stronger each passing day. Watching him quite often since the day they trained under the same agency, Cheng Xiao had developed feelings of possessiveness that Yibo can only belong to her.

She had play with her luck and pushed her chances when she had seen Yibo reluctantly removed his treasured necklace at an event they had recently guested together. 'He had always had that ugly necklace since our training days. It must be very important.' A playful grin enriched her wicked plan.

And like that, she had stolen Yibo's possession and held it against him, falsely promising of returning it once she attain her desires which she stated as to share the same fame and glory the other has been bathing into. When in fact, her real goal was to toy him until he falls for her.

Despicable.

Everything is going according to her corrupted scheme, '4 hours?' she laughed manically twirling her pretty curls as she stared at her beautiful reflection on the mirror. Her greed had turned her evil, but she was liking this new found side of herself.

Resting after the dragging hours of filming, she slumped her ass back on the dressing counter stool, grabbing her phone for any text or call from her play toy. A proud smirk graced her full red lips. 'I am counting.' Yibo's number forewarn.

Just then, her Ice Cold Prince Charming walked in unannounced. Everyone gave him a once over, adoration plastered in their eyes. But none of them mattered to him. Cheng Xiao had his eyes fixed only at her.

'Mine.' Cheng Xiao crookedly smiled gliding towards her man.

She slung her arms on his neck, declaring to every soul in that room that he is hers. She seductively blinked her eyes, her long lashes fanning on her high cheeks, her teasing finger grazing Yibo's sculptured jawline.

"Miss me already?" She assertively queried, loud for everyone in that hall to hear.

Yibo inched his face closer, gently tucking Cheng Xiao's loose hair behind her ears. Cheng Xiao closed her eyes and enjoyed Yibo's warm breath against her skin. "You have 8 minutes." Yibo lowly said, but his tone was exactly opposite his charming act. It was thunderous and terrifying.

Cheng Xiao shivered with his words, "I-I lost it!" she splattered. Lie.

"Is that your final answer?" Yibo asked calmly, his brow arching as if he was believing her obvious lie and that he just didn't lash out a threat to Cheng Xiao a second ago.

Cheng Xiao nodded nervously, biting hard on her cheeks to forcibly stop her trembling jaw.

"6 minutes." Yibo's face now turned indecipherable, his voice boring authority.

"What's so important with that necklace!? It's neither expensive nor pretty!" Cheng Xiao lambasted which made Yibo's lips upturn into a menacing sneer.

Waiting for his attack, Cheng Xiao held her ground. People around them started gossiping and whispering to each other. A lover's quarrel, they assumed, their scandal still a famous word of mouths in recent days.

Yibo shifted his gaze to his mobile, tapping away with a hot-yet-devilish smirk which is making Cheng Xiao uncomfortable and scared.

She should be.

When Yibo lifted his gaze again, the sound of Cheng Xiao's voice erupted from his phone's speaker.

'I am not asking much in exchange. Just stand close to me. Hold my hand. Smile when you look at my face. Kiss me back when I kiss you. Just do it, and I'll give you back your necklace. I promise.'

"H-How did you...?!" She was surprised. Those were her very words on the night their recent paparazzi photo 'dating under the dim light' had been captured.

Murmurs around them heightened and judging eyes pierced Cheng Xiao's dignity and confidence.

"Three minutes." Yibo counted like a tuned clock, measuring the remaining time. His remaining patience.

Cheng Xiao lunched forward in panic and tried to grab the phone from Yibo's hand. But Yibo was elusive and quick to move his hand away. Smirking, he showed that the audio record was ready to be sent to known reporters who will feast with that gift and cold-bloodedly watch Cheng Xiao's downfall.

"O-Okay! I'll give it back!" Cheng Xiao cried, pulling the necklace which she was hiding under her turtle neck outfit. "Here!" She impatiently handed it to Yibo, who even refused to touch her when he took what is his.

"Now, delete that recording!" She shakingly demanded, scared out of her wits. One click and her career would hit rock bottom.

There comes back the menacing smirk on Yibo's mouth. "I never said I will delete it." He moved his finger over the screen. A single click made Cheng Xiao's face turn white. "H-How could you?!" She shrieked falling into her knees, crying like the world had abandoned her.

Yibo walked away in triumph, clasping the silver necklace around his neck where it truly belongs.

Mine.

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16-July-2020