A toy (2)

Xie Jie looked at the essence that was dripping down his chest and lower abdomen, he glanced at Mo Qiang who was staring at him. It seemed like she wanted more but she was holding on, as he had not given her permission to touch him further. 

Seeing her like this, Xie Jie felt his heart swell with warmth. When he was a child, he was dragged against his will. He was pushed to the ground and then punished by his mother and the servants. Sometimes he would even receive cuts on his wrists and back. The loss of control that he faced was something that Xie Jie disliked the most. 

He did not like it when he was helpless and no one was there with him, this was why Xie Jie wanted control. The thought of another woman having any sort of control over him terrified him. Xie Jie could never trust a woman again after what he had gone through with his mother.