Say them

"Huangjin, slow down," she admonished, digging her heels against the carpeted floor of the meeting room.

He kept pulling and was making such a scene when only half the managers had exited the room. The ones still inside stared at her with judgment, some of them pulling out their phones to rant in the company group chat.

"Secretary Ying is becoming such a know-it-all ever since she became the CEO's girlfriend."

"She was distracting the CEO earlier during an important meeting!"

"She actually calls him by name."

"I can't believe the CEO said she was his trusted adviser…"

"He said that?"

When the two of them got inside the CEO's office, Fei Huangjin didn't stop pulling at her, still dragging her towards his desk.

"Fei Huangjin, stop." Seeing that he wasn't relenting, she twisted his wrist, causing him to lose his hold on her for a split second, which was ample time for Ying Yue to step back and free herself. However, Fei Huangjin was quicker, and he used his other arm to grab her by the waist instead.

"You vixen." He hissed, squeezing her waist.

"You inconsiderate buffoon," she countered.

Confused, he pulled back to look at her in the eye. "How am I inconsiderate?"

"See this?" She held up her wrist, where a red band was beginning to appear -- most likely from the tight grip he had on her while he was intent on dragging her here. "You hurt my wrist, you dumbass."

"I'm sorry." He let go of her, and a flash of guilt crossed his face as he examined the tender area. Her skin was soft and fair, glinting like glazed porcelain. That was probably why she bruised so easily. Gently, he lowered his lips to plant a kiss on her wrist -- one at the inside, and one on the other side. "Forgive me."

Ying Yue could feel her face heat up and the steady beat of her heart started to accelerate. She pulled her wrist from him to hold it against her chest, looking away. "It's okay."

"Come here." Fei Huangjin took a step forward to wrap his arms around her. His face was brushing against her hair, and he couldn't resist sniffing her already-familiar scent of lemons and sunshine. "Those words you sent me… say them."

She was still basking in the warmth of his embrace, and her brain lagged more than usual. "What?"

"Those words..." he repeated, "Say them." The eagerness in his voice was unmistakable, causing Ying Yue to grin and blush at the same time. When the most-feared man in the city acts like a child with you, you really couldn't not give in to his requests, could you?

She snuggled deeper into his arms, inhaling the aromatic smell of mint and his woody male scent. And then she whispered, "Yes, I'll marry you."

Like an exploding firework, Fei Huangjin's face morphed into rabid glee, and he pulled back only to lift Ying Yue above him, twirling her around with a laugh.

"Huangjin!" She was surprised not only because of his actions, but also because for once, he was actually laughing out loud. She had heard him chuckling and had listened to his polite laughter before, but it wasn't like this -- loud and carefree.

He laughed even louder, bringing her down and drawing her close. It was as if he was possessed by a kissing demon, and he started squeezing her face with both hands as he rained down kisses all over her. His lips touched her hair, her forehead, her nose, her eyes, her cheeks -- even her lips weren't excused, and he kissed them again a second time.

"Huangjin!" She exclaimed again.

He stopped kissing her and stared at her fixatedly. "Yes?"

"Are you alright?" Her face had a confused look painted on it, mainly because she didn't expect him to be so… happy.

Fei Huangjin just nodded twice in reply. He was basking in joy at the moment. He was going to get married to this woman. He wanted to put a ring on her finger, eat her up, and hold her close right then and there. He wanted to earn the right to declare to everyone that she was his.

Like a lightbulb turning on, an idea popped inside his head, and he gazed at her seriously, almost shaking her with his hands. "We should get married today." He'd have to run to the jeweller, though.

"Are you insane?" Ying Yue pushed him off her and crossed her arms on her chest. "I just said yes about half an hour ago and now you want to get married?"