The next few days, Yang Xinyu and Wu Lina were inseparable. Yang Xinyu looked like a little puppy seeking instructions from his owner. Except for the time when she had to go to the nurse station or be in the office meetings or had to be with Dr. Zhou, he didn't allow her to step out of the room. She stayed beside him.

His insecurity was a thing of past now. His trademark brown, warm eyes seemed to say that as long as you are by my side, the rest of the world can go to hell. And that's what she needed to hear, that he was hers for now and for the future.

The days passed quickly…

Yang Xinyu was supposed to be discharged on Saturday and it was already Friday. Wu Lina knew that Yang Xinyu wouldn't be able to meet her as often as she wanted him to. She became nervous and didn't leave him for the entire day. She helped him pack up. Her eyes were teary but she never showed it to him.

She had fallen deeply in love with him… Separation anxiety was biting her soul. Was he feeling the same way?

The entire day had passed in completing formalities pertaining to his discharge.

Yang Xinyu was aloof and withdrawn to the extent that it was hurting her. He wasn't showing any emotions. She thought that perhaps she was a passing episode and now he was washing his hands off her. She wanted to clarify her doubts with him so many times but the words were trapped in her throat. Instead she became teary again.

As the night approached, and he remained withdrawn, she got up with a heavy heart to exit the room. He played with her emotions. She was indeed a passing phase for him… she was a toy that was used and thrown… and like a fool she allowed him to use her… is this how rich boys behaved… all these years she had preserved her love for someone like him… and he devoured her…

She held the door knob and said, "Goodbye CEO Yang…" She was too proud to show her sadness. She felt she was being sucked in a vortex of negative emotions. Her legs felt wobbly and she wanted to exit the room before she would collapse.

"Wish you all the best…" Saying that she turned to leave but before she could step out of the room she was pulled in by a strong force.

Yang Xinyu caught her, picked her from the waist and closed the door. He kissed her lips and she reacted wildly, her pent up emotions flowing out in her kiss. She wanted to enter his mouth but her newness made her suck his jaw instead. He took her to bed and whispered, "I am going to make love to you." The fire in her belly kindled.

Slowly he removed her clothes. Shyly she held her arms across her breasts, lowering her head. Yang Xinyu stood in front of her and held her chin forcing her to look at him. Her black eyes met his brown ones igniting the passion between them. He softly kissed her on the side of her lips. She trembled, her buttocks clenched and legs squeezed together. He lifted her on the bed and placed her carefully. Then he removed his clothes and lied down next to her. He removed her hands from her breasts and kissed her hair. He went to the crook of her neck and kissed her there. Her resistance started to crumble.

After a few delicate touches of his warm lips, she opened up and exposed her neck for him to take more. Her head was swimming. All previous inhibitions had stopped in their tracks. His hot breath on her neck and the tender brushing of lips was making her burn with desire. His hand ran through her hair as his kisses became more urgent and harder. Another hand slid around her waist and pulled her closer to his body. She could feel her breasts squeeze against his chest. He climbed on top of her and went down to her breasts.

"How cute!" Her milky white breasts were exposed for him. He went down to them, opened his mouth and gently sucked. The occasional drop of his saliva slid around them as he greedily sucked it. His fingers were now running over her body teasing her, caressing her, especially the regions around her exposed breast. Her craving intensified. He moved his mouth to the other breast while pressing, pinching and rubbing his fingers over the one he had just sucked. Wu Lina rewarded him with a moan. She was aroused and so was he.

He took his hands down to check her wetness. He rubbed over there making her come immediately. He watched her face as she came. All of a sudden he inserted his index finger inside her with force. She cried in pain squeezing her legs automatically.

"It's okay… Shushhh…. Don't worry…" He assured her.

He slid his finger inside and out slowly for some time and asked, "Are you okay?"

She didn't reply… still recovering from her orgasm and the pain. He went down to her thighs and kissed them until he reached between them. He dipped his nose inside to smell her and his erection troubled him. He wanted to get inside her. He sucked her navel hard making her come again.

He got up and placed himself over her and forcing her legs to spread, he entered her slowly. She was so tight inside that he had to move slowly first. Gently he picked up the pace. He felt her muscles inside tightening and clenching. She had an orgasm again. He looked at her face and couldn't hold himself any further. He came and came and came. Both of them were sweaty.

He slumped on her and looked at her. She looked spent. She looked sexy with all her hair tousled across the pillow. With a moan he rolled with her on the bed putting her on top of him.

They must have rested in that position for a long time, and then had another round. She was so tired and so sore but she didn't care. He owned her body and soul. She wanted him all the time. In the end they slept together with arms wrapped around each other. She found herself atop him yet again the following morning. Over the past few days sleeping over him had become a ritual she loved. She loved waking up snuggling in his chest. She felt protected… at home…