"You need to answer my question first. Actually, two questions since I managed to goal two balls" she says, a glinting smile on her face. her hands rest on the rails of the table as she gazes at him.

"Alright. Shoot" he agrees.

"Why do live here alone?" her question made him raise a brow.

His lips are pursed and his eyes darken. At that moment, she thinks he will not be answering her but to her surprise, he speaks, "I prefer my own company rather than living with crowds of people. Peace, silence, serenity, I like them."

His assertive answer didn't make her amused as she already knows he doesn't like being in a roomfull of people. "Why do you know all these chores? As far as I know, you are the heir of one of the richest families in Asia" she drops her second question.

Zichen's mouth quirks into a smirk. He says, "I like doing things for my own."

"That's it?" she frowns. He nods and moves to the right side he bends lower, positioning himself with the stick as he aims for the ball. She realizes it's a tough nut to make him say anything about him. What is hiding? Why won't he talk to her frankly? He knows much more about her and on the other hand, she knows nothing about him. His curt answers are not helping at all. She needs to ask more questions and for that, she needs to win. Bringing her attention to reality, she watches as he aims for the yellow ball trying to goal into the left pocket.

But in the place of striking, he looks over his shoulder to her and gives her a devilish smile making her breath hitch. "Your jewelry isn't clothes so don't play clever, alright Shi Lian?"

She glares at him. "As if you know you are going to win."

"Oh, baby, I do." He laughs and brings his attention back to the ball. Without taking any more time, he strikes the ball and it goes straight to the left pocket just as he aimed. Leaning up, he travels to the opposite side, now, aiming for the red ball. He smirks given g her a knowing look. She rolls her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest. The sound of the stick hitting the ball and the ball hitting the table corners as it lands inside the center pocket. "How many layers have you wore?" he teases.

"Shut up." She blushes imagining getting naked as his eyes focus on her body. even though he has already seen her naked, this feels barer than anything. If he goals another ball, she is doomed to lose. As if hearing her wish, the ball dodge hitting the corner and making its way to the other end. She heaves a sigh of relief. But still, she needs to remove two of her clothing and she barely has four pieces of clothes on her.

"You don't need to feel embarrassed, Shi Lian" he assures her. the way he looks at her makes her want to do more for him, to be better for him. a sudden jolt of braveness comes inside her and she brings her fingers to unleash the knot of the small bow on the dress on her neck. Bringing her hands to the back of her neck, she unhooks the pin, loosening her red blouse. Her eyes never leaving his as she continues to undress. His chest rises and falls and she feels more confident than before. The top falls from her body, exposing her lacy black bra and her creamy skin. She hears a low growl from his mouth and her lips quirk up. She removes her heels and throws them to a side, stripping her second clothing.

"I am done," she says, her voice comes out as sultry and honeyed. His jaw clenches and his eyes darken, he looks as if he is holding himself very tight. She notices him gulps and the muscle on his flexes as his hold on the stick tightens. Swaying her hips, she walks up to him, the air between them already hot as her body, she brushed his knuckles and takes the stick from his hold as he stares at her in awe. She feels powerful, sexy, and confident. Never in her life, she thought she would do anything like this but God, it feels great.

Leaning against the table, she aims for the ball and strikes it hard. The ball drops inside the pocket. Going to the other side, she strikes on the green ball and again, it drops inside the pocket. She can feel him watching her, the hair on her skin rises as the heat intensifies. When she looks up, he is watching her with his eyes full of hunger and passion. His eyes trail down her body, darting on her breast which is half hidden by the lace. Her buds harden only by his gaze and her breath becomes shallow. She turns away and brings her attention to the game. This time, the ball misses the pocket and moves in another direction.

It is now her turn to ask him questions. "Tell me about your family." She expects him to give a more elaborate answer to her simple question but instead, she notices his face fall and the fire she saw earlier now and he looks angry. "Zichen?" she calls his name softly as if trying to know if he is well.

"There's nothing much to tell." He says sternly avoiding her eyes. this irritates her and thousands of more questions muddle inside her head. Why is he so reserved talking about his family? What happened to him? what's the reason for his aloofness?

"Ziche-"

"Your next question?" he cuts her off, his voice calm but impatient.

Anger in her nerves because the way he is acting is just like an asshole. She curls her finger into a fist, grinding her teeth until it hurts as he controls her emotion to burst. Inhaling in a deep breath, she asks the second question, which does not want to know as her mood of asking is all ruined because of him. "Why are you such a jerk?"

These questions surprised him and he looks at her with amusement in his eyes. she continues glaring at him, waiting for him to answer. "Because I want to" he answers and again it makes her roll her eyes. why can he never answer like a normal human being? They hold their eyes for a moment, no one saying anything. Shi Lian drops her eyes breaking their gaze as she passes the stick to Zichen.

Taking the stick, he leans down, aiming at the ball and striking against it hard. Two ball drops inside the pockets simultaneously. In his same position, he strikes again and the white ball rolls inside the pocket. "Looks like the game will end soon," he says, his voice dark and husky. Another ball rolls inside the left corner pocket. Shi Lian watches him with all her attention. The way biceps flexes when he strikes the ball, the way she can get a sneak peek of his toned torso when he leans. Her heart is already beating against her chest so hard that one might hear. She squeezes her legs together in order t stop herself from squirming and she is all hot and wet. God, she is angry yet she cannot resist him.

On his next try, he misses the ball. His mouth twitches at his loss. When he turns at her, his eyes are heated and a sly smile is playing on his lips. The anger was forgotten, now she is all focused on him. he gestures to her with his eyes to continue stripping as he cocks his head leaning a little on the stick which he holds.

She unzips her black skirt, making it fall to the ground. She is now left with her bra, panties, and her stockings. She watches him gulp, his eyes trailing all over her body, he curses under his breath. She smiles. Looking to her left, she sees the cushioned chair and brings it to her. planting her ass on the chair, she now slowly pulls her stockings, and the way she did, it took his breath away. She does the same for the other leg and when she finished, she gets up and approaches to stand near the table, all naked and sensual. "I got only two pieces left," she says, almost like a whisper, a whisper.

"Can't wait to end the fucking game" he says, his teeth grinding against each other. She Lian is impressed by his control. She thought he won't be able to control himself after seeing her in just two pieces.

A lascivious thought comes into her mind and she moves towards him swaying her hips, teasing him to his roots. She stops, leaving just an inch of distance between them as she trails her fingers with his, slowly taking away the stick. "I am so wet" she whispers, brushing against his lips.

"Jesus" he curses under his breath. Without any waiting, he pulls her towards her making her yelp. their lips collide, hard and passionate. Shi Lian loses her senses and the stick from her hand drops to the ground. Lifting her from the ground he places her on the table, making her sit on the cold green table. "I'll do the rest" he whispers.