Chapter 1
At eight o’clock in the evening, the bodyguards assembled as instructed and headed by car to the port. Nie Jun, […]
The Big Boss’s Secret Lover
[This time, the high-ranking one is the bottom]
Kong Wenyu rose to power at a young age. Countless people offered themselves to his bed, hoping to climb up the social ladder through him.
Many of his business partners even tried sneaking “canaries” into his sheets.
But he never accepted any of them.
A friend once asked him why. The noble young man, long-haired with dark eyes, rested his chin on one hand. His gaze flickered briefly toward a shadowed corner before he replied calmly, “No reason. I simply don’t want to.”
Yet the voice that was cool and clear yesterday had turned hoarse today, and the slightly loosened collar revealed traces of suggestive red marks.
There was no doubt—his bed was not empty.
Sensing the shift, the friend tactfully changed the subject: “I heard your bodyguard is quite skilled. Lend him to me for a while?”
Kong Wenyu: “…”
The tall, broad-shouldered bodyguard stood silently behind him like a shadow, head slightly lowered, expression unreadable.
After the guests had left, a man with wheat-colored skin knelt on the ground, hands bound, his chest covered with mottled marks.
Kong Wenyu tilted the man’s chin up with the handle of a whip, voice teasing yet edged with malice:
“Out of all the bodyguards, why did he choose you?”
Nie Jun: “…”
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Three years ago, Nie Jun had been one of the most feared mercenaries in the underworld—until that day on the cruise ship, when he met someone.
The man’s beauty was almost intoxicating. He had reached out, clutching at Nie Jun’s sleeve with drug-hazed eyes, and whispered:
“Save me.”
#Do personal bodyguards have to warm the bed too?
#If his voice goes hoarse from calling out, why still no official title?
#How long does a secret affair have to last before it becomes legitimate?
A silent, watchful, and overly possessive bodyguard seme × A powerful, manipulative, and unapologetically entitled noble uke.
Chapter 2
The yacht started up immediately and sped off toward the distance. Kong Wenyu glanced back at the people on the
Chapter 3
Maybe he had never remembered. A man like Kong Wenyu—the sole heir of S City’s leading corporation, and the only
Chapter 4
Others joined in, laughing and egging him on. There was no way he was taking his shirt off. Nie Jun
Chapter 5
Soft rustling followed, then the faint sound of bare feet pressing into the carpet—quiet, but in that still space, it
Chapter 6
The next evening, Yu Jiatuo came by. Kong Wenyu had just finished working out and was getting a massage. The
Chapter 7
Ao Yongwang deliberately kept refilling Kong Wenyu’s glass. After a couple of drinks with the group, Ao Qingqing was the
Chapter 8
At this hour, the night market was at its peak. Outdoor barbecue tables filled up as soon as they were
Chapter 9
Hai Ming agreed. Kong Wenyu thought for a moment, then dropped the subject and asked instead, “Has Second Aunt been
Chapter 10
As Nie Jun stepped out, Secretary Ling happened to be coming up. Seeing him exit, Ling fell in beside him,
Chapter 11
It was 11 o’clock in the morning when Hai Ming tied Nie Jun in, and it was 12:30 when Nie
Chapter 12
The party on the ship was scheduled for Saturday because among the invited guests were two people for whom wearing
Chapter 13
Kong Wenyu was the first to withdraw his gaze and signaled to Ao Yongwang. “Your turn.” Ao Yongwang realized he
Chapter 14
Nie Jun escorted the man toward Kong Wenyu’s room. When they reached the door, he stood still for a moment
Chapter 15
Before dawn, Hai Ming came upstairs. He had slept, the alcohol had worn off, and he looked refreshed. Nie Jun
Chapter 16
Nie Jun looked at Kong Wenyu. Kong Wenyu didn’t seem to notice; his expression didn’t shift. “You and him?” Hai
Chapter 17
Nie Jun grabbed two spare sets of clothes before heading back to his room. He took a shower, changed into
Chapter 18
Those who had gone to gather firewood and hunt rabbits gradually returned. Hai Ming carried one in his hand, walked
Chapter 19
Kong Wenyu only ate a few bites before stopping; judging by his expression, forcing down another mouthful might make him
Chapter 20
A whistle sounded in the distance. This was very common in the dense jungle, representing some kind of human command.