Siren Song 25 Be Honest Ii

Could she believe his words, did it really not matter, the fact they came from completely different worlds, that she had a completely different social standing from his.

'Even if it is true he has responsibilities to his family.

How I wish I could just be happy with you as an ordinary man and woman, Jian, our worlds are just too far apart though.

..No...I can't drag you down....'

Chang started to release his hands shakily still keeping her eyes away from his trying to hide er tears which had started to roll silently down remembering their differences. She hadn't understood until someone literally spelled it out for her.

It broke her heart then, to find the man she had given her heart to was only using her as a plaything. That she would never be anything more with his status..

Chang had wrote the letter to Jian to cut their ties then and had signed the divorce papers. As promised for cutting ties, she received a private flight to LA that Jian couldn't track, as well as a few thousand dollars as a "severance and silence deal."

She'd already gone so far she couldn't go back now. He would move on and find someone suitable. It was for the best.

As one of her hands started to pull away, Jian s.n.a.t.c.hed and put it to his mouth. She s.h.i.+vered at the feeling of his warm mouth on the side of her hand. Chang froze up as electricity raced up her hand to her arm where his mouth was.

Jian started leaving a light trail of kisses up to her bruised knuckles, to her fingertips, her face reddened as he continued. His lips were soft but were leaving tingles of numbness and electricity where they touched.

'Ah!! what is he doing!'

Jian continued to her palm and to her wrist, until she gained her sense back, she tried to s.n.a.t.c.h her hand back but he held it steady. Chang saw that he was trying to get closer to her face, and panicked covering her face with her free hand.

'd.a.m.n you, you playboy! What are you trying to pull here!'

He released her other hand, which immediately went to her face, as soon as it did though, Jian stood up. he bent over and lifted her up slightly and with one quick motion, stripped the towel off of her.

"Ah! Hey!!" Chang screamed mortified, 'what just happened to the gentleman a minute ago.' She pulled her hands of her beet red face and tried to s.n.a.t.c.h the towel back. As soon as she leaned forward he captured her in his embrace. His hands wandered one high, one low. When he gripped the low one a little moan escaped Changs's lips to her dismay. She bit her lips cringing.

"So little miss liar, how shall I punish you?" She heard him whisper evilly in her ear.

'Ah what a devil! How did it become like this? I don't want punishment! What did I do to deserve this!' Chang cried out in her heart.

Seeing as she remained silent, he turned his head and gave her a kiss on her earlobe, snaking his tongue lightly along edge, before biting along the top. Chang slapped a hand over an ear, looked at him with a mortified and embarra.s.sed expression. Her eyes were watery still but the tears had dried up.

Jian's eyes were tender as he cupped the one hand that had been reaching low over her hand clamped on her ear. He lowered his head, and pressed his lips to her forehead between her brows.

A warm fuzzy feeling sprouted in Chang's already fl.u.s.tered heart. A feeling of being melted slowly in a warm summer sun. She felt her eyes close, her eyelashes slightly flickering. He then moved to beside her eyes, a long her cheek bones, as he continued headed towards her lips the fire he started inside her made her go limp and lean against him. Just as she thought he would kiss her lips he stopped. Breathing slightly raggedly she slowly opened her eyes to see him smirking at her.

"Well, do you feel like being honest yet?"