Chapter 5 — Prescription in Your Name

From the moment Tan Trung rejected the female lead, the plot completely went off track. He is no longer the center around which the female leads revolve, but becomes an unpredictable mysterious force. Ky Uyen's heart was pounding — meaning she had absolutely no data to predict Tan Trung's reaction. Keeping company with a monarch is like walking on thin ice. Perhaps before the good day comes, he will be unable to handle it in time. She remembered last night's dark eyes, remembered the hot hand from earlier at the party, and a nameless fear was born in her heart. Ky Uyen took a glass of wine from the hand of a passing waiter.

"Miss, this glass of 'Flora's Secret' has a base of vodka, the alcohol content is a bit high."

The waiter politely reminded. Ky Uyen pretended not to hear, tilted her head back and took a big sip. The hot wine flowed down the throat, calming the chaotic heartbeat. The spicy taste stimulated, her eyes watered, shining with a charming fox look. The makeup artist did not apply too much eyeliner, just gently blending the color. Her skin is thin, the corners of her eyes are naturally red, combined with plump red lips, both weak and fragile, yet faintly seductive. So beautiful that it's blinding. Very quickly, the eyes of many people in the hall began to stop at her. Evaluate, consider, desire. Ky Uyen was too familiar with this type of look. She put down the glass of wine and decided to leave the party. When she went out, she didn't bring her bag, and Tan Trung still hadn't appeared. The words "sit obediently and wait on the sofa" that he told her, she had long thrown to the back of her head. She walked over and asked the waiter near the door if there were any available rooms. As the person chosen to serve at the high-level banquet, everyone is an elite who can tell by looking at each other's faces. He soon realized that Ky Uyen was the person personally brought by Tan Trung. He did not dare to delay and immediately took action.

“Please follow me, young lady.”

This yacht was originally intended to flatter Tan Trung, so the entire top floor was reserved for him. The waiter led her to the foot of the stairs and stopped.

"Upstairs is the CEO's private area, I can't go in..."

Ky Uyen raised her head - the stairs were short but sharp. She nodded.

"Then I'll go first, you're welcome, miss."

The floor carpet is very thick, walking makes no noise. Ky Uyen held her hand on the railing and quietly walked up step by step. The room occupies an entire floor, is spacious and clean. No fragrance, exactly Tan Trung's style - cold, neat. From the moment she was taken to the third and fourth floors, she guessed that the waiter wanted to take her to Tan Trung's room. But right now, she no longer cares. The alcohol started to soak in, my mind was dizzy, I just wanted to find a quiet place to sleep.

“Why did you come up here by yourself?”

The light had just turned on, Ky Uyen was still standing in the doorway. Before she could step in, there was a body close behind her. A familiar voice rang in her ears, then a hot hand hugged her waist, both hot and teasing, mixed with a slight possessiveness. Tan Trung's breath enveloped her. Before Ky Uyen could react, he led her into the room and let her sit on the sofa.

“Let me see how your legs are.”

…Huh? Ky Uyen's alcohol-soaked brain couldn't process that sentence in time. She could only look bewildered as Tan Trung half-knelt in front of her, in the same position as last night when she bandaged him. Shoes are black high heels velvet, simple but sophisticated design, only the sole is bright red - provocative and sexy. Tan Trung slowly exhaled and carefully took off his shoes - Luckily, there were no blisters. Because of the position, one hand held her ankle, the other hand seemed to be fascinated, sliding up her calf. His palm was as hot as fire, and the strength was just enough to make the sensitive skin vibrate.

“…Pain…”

The alcohol rose, Ky Uyen ignored everything, lifted her foot and stepped straight on Tan Trung's shoulder, wanting to stop his movements. She heard a short, low laugh from Tan Cheng. The dress was slit on the side, the legs were raised, the bare skin stepped on the man's shoulders, the snow-white color contrasting with the honey-colored hands. A kind of unconscious, unconscious seduction. The air was filled with the smell of ambiguity, rich with desire. Ky Uyen sat on the sofa, without bowing her head, on the contrary, her eyes lowered, looking down at Tan Trung from above. That look made Tan Trung so happy that he was numb. He was so fascinated that he bent down and kissed her ankles, calves, then thighs. Those are kisses filled with sexual flavor. The remaining shoe had been removed at some unknown time. Tan Trung didn't know when he stood up - he sat next to her, pulled her onto his lap, hugging her tightly. One hand held the back of her neck and neck, carrying a possessive desire, forcing her to kiss him. The breath in the mouth becomes more and more intense, the smell of strong alcohol spreads. Ky Uyen's mind was dizzy, the corners of her eyes were red, she obediently responded to the kiss, the sound of her lips and teeth strangling thickly echoed in her head. Her body trembled, her spine curved slightly. The other hand intimately caressed her waist, slowly sliding down to her shoulder... Ky Uyen's heart beat wildly, her mind suddenly became alert, she realized what she was doing. She wanted to struggle, but her body was heavy, so she could only be forced to calmly witness everything that was happening. … The sea is still peaceful, the yacht is still moving steadily forward. Ky Uyen dreamed of being wrapped tightly by a giant python, circling and strangling, to the point where she couldn't breathe. She was uncomfortable and wanted to escape, but the more she struggled, the tighter she was squeezed. She woke up, the dream scene and reality coincided horribly. The body was pressed against her at a very high temperature, her waist was locked tightly by strong arms, her calves were pressed against her calves - She was completely under Tan Trung's control. She reached out to touch the arm that was placed on her waist, wanting to remove it, but instead she woke up the person on the bed. He clasped his hands together, pulling her around his waist. Tan Trung buried his head in the crook of her neck, his voice vague:

“Wake up so early?”

If I don't get up, I will probably crush you to death. The bed is messy, the relationship is equally messy. Ky Uyen didn't know how to face Tan Trung. In her heart, she just wanted to run away - run away for a while first. She thought so.

“I'm hungry…”

Tan Trung licked and kissed her neck, leaving a wet mark.

"Okay, I'll take you out to eat later...

Baby, let me kiss you a little more..." Tan Trung let go and pulled forcefully, Ky Uyen was pulled on top of him, lying face down.