FIRST NIGHT, FIRST MESS

AFTER FOUR YEARS

"So we're finally living a life together."

Zhao Chaoxiang greeted his bride, Yang Meixiu. Travelling from China to South Korea just to get married and going back to China again exhausted the both of them. Meixiu even feel her head's in a spin.

Chaoxiang, being a full time singer with lots and lots of crazy fans needs his life to be private. That includes being secretly married to a woman of the family he always wanted to help get back in the business, Yang Meixiu in Jeju island with no press, no camera or even pictures to capture their wedding.

"I'll give you some of my rules. Don't ask about my schedule and don't mind my career. Focus on your family's business and on being a good wife.", she just nodded, not really facing him while he is removing his clothes.

"My brother told me, I should scare you but I don't buy that."

The woman bowed down in front of him, expressing her gratitude.

"Thank you.", she said.

"But don't think I will make this easier for you either.", Meixiu slightly trembled.

"Now, I'll let you sleep here with me if you and the Yang family are related by blood. If not, sleep at the lounge downstairs."

Meixiu's eyes widened. "Why is he doing this?", she thought.

"I'll give you two minutes to leave my room if you are not a part of the Yang's kinship and your timer...", she gestured her hand to stop him from counting.

"I'll leave. I'll sleep downstairs.", she said and left.

Chaoxiang was left there alone, dumbfounded with her decision. "So she is not a part of them?", Chaoxiang asked himself.

He then remembered what his older brother told him.

"If she admits she's not a part of them, go and see me.", those were the exact words of his brother.

He didn't hesitate to dial his older brother's number.

"Hey bro, best wishes.", the spoiled brat greeted him.

"Let's meet now, are you closing the bar?"

"I'm about to but okay I'll wait for you here."

He just wore his shirt, a cap and a mask to hide his identity. After he went out of the room, he saw his wife's struggling to unzip her wedding gown for the zipper's on the the back. "Now how am I going to take this off?", she is now pissed off.

She is trying so hard and after she looked at her right, trying to have a glimpse of her back, she saw her husband's looking at him. She gasped for air and stood up, turning her back away from him.

"Are you leaving?", she asked.

"Why? Do you have to care about that?", he stared at her as if any time soon, he's going to eat her up.

"Just knock on the door once you get home. I'll open the door for you."

He stood in front of her but she is just looking away.

"Turn around.", he commanded her.

Meixiu just looked at him, not really knowing what to do.

"I said turn around!", she got startled when the guy held her by her shoulders and twisted her a hundred eighty degrees.

She then felt his cold fingers undoing the zipper of his dress after he flipped her hair to the side.

"Thank you.", she said in a very polite way.

The guy did nothing but left. "Is he really this formal and dominant in real life? He is not like this on stage.", Chaoxiang's number one fan, Yang Meixiu asked, scratching her head.