"I have been hovering around you and your family for a long time, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike," the lady said standing at his front now. She sat down on his lap and continue playing with his chest. "You have waited for this for so long, right? How do you feel having it in this manner and this environment?" She said romancing his bare chest. Even in that state and environment, Yixian could not control the electrifying feelings the lady's touch and movement were doing to his nerves. His body felt like it was on fire. He could feel his cock enlarging every passing seconds.

"Who.... who are you?" Yixian asked, but with great difficulty. With how he was feeling at the moment, uttering words became difficult for him. The only thought on his mind was to moan. He felt terrible for getting easily aroused by another woman's touch when he had a woman he loved. For the first time, he regretted being a womaniser. He knew he wouldn't have gotten easily aroused if he had learned to discipline himself and his desires.

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"You really want to know who I am?" Yang Zi said, still touching him. Doing what she was doing made her want to vomit, but she had to do this for her late sister's sake. She wanted to do much worse things to him, but she didn't want to step to his level.

Yixian nodded his head affirmatively. The lady smiled when she saw that he was trying his best to stay sane.

"I can see you have been holding back from enjoying my little present. Your lips might bleed if you keep on bitting it. How about you give me sweet moans and I will tell you who I am," the lady said rubbing her index finger against his lips. She brought her face closer to his neck as if she wanted to kiss him. She blew sultry breath onto his bare skin, pinching his nipples at the same time.

Yixian could not suppress his desires any more. He moaned enthusiastically. His moans earning a burst of wicked laughter from the lady sitting on his lap. He would have torn her clothes and have her the way he wanted for bringing out his inner demons that he had hidden inside of him for a month now. He struggled like a wild beast to free himself.

"Hey, hey, take it easy, Ok?" The lady said standing up from his lap.

"You profess your love for her back then and you also did the same to her sister recently. Have you got no shame?" The lady asked, pacing about. The way she walked effortlessly in the darkroom showed she was familiar with every inch of the room. They were no trace of softness in her voice like when she played with Yixian's feelings. Her voice was icy and still, like when she spoke when she first entered the room.

"Who are you referring to and can you tell me who you are? What did I do that warrants this ill-treatment from you?" Yixian questioned. Struggling to free himself for over ten minutes made him weak. He needed to preserve his strengths for the unforeseen battle ahead.

"I really thought you have changed as you said but you are still the same. How could you fall so cheaply to just a few touches? You said you love her? You said she was your world, but you fell cheaply," the lady said grabbing his face. Her grip was firm. Yixian could feel that his jawbone might get dislocated if she applied a little pressure to her hand.

"Let... let go of me," Yixian stammered.

"I was ready to call it quits if you had passed the test, but you failed woefully?" The lady said still maintaining her indifferent tone. "And don't be delusional. I wouldn't have pardoned you because I like you but because of Jingxian who is innocent as I and my sister were,"

"But you will pay dearly for your wrongdoings. I will avenge myself, my sister and those who have ever fallen as a prey to the Zhou's power," the lady shouted angrily, violently pushing Yixian's jaw. As her hands dropped on Yixian's bare chest, Yixian screamed in pain. He could feel blood trickling down every part of his body that the lady's hand just touched.

"What... What did you just do to me?" Yixian groaned in pain. Immediately he spoke, someone turned on the lights. The first place Yixian's gaze landed on was his chest. He wanted to see what the lady did to him that made his chest so painful. He was shocked when he saw his chest covered in blood. His gaze trailed from the lady's black boots upwards.

"...." He was speechless when he saw whom the lady that has been torturing him was.

"Yang Zi?" He called her name. His face filled with disbelief. He thought his eyes were deceiving him.

"Welcome to my world," Yang Zi spread her hands in a welcoming manner.

"Why.....," flabbergasted, Yixian managed to ask. His expression looked so painful.

"Why? Did you just ask me that question? It is understandable if you don't recall my face since it has been long. Your memory might have faded a bit, but because of what you guys did I could never forget your faces in a million years," Yang Zi said, her face devoid of any emotions. She threw couples of pictures on the floor.

"I guess these pictures will answer your question," Yang Zi said, turning her back on him. "Son of a b*tch, I will murder you right here if you don't remember her," Yang Zi thought, gritting her teeth in anger.

Yixian eyes scanned from one picture to another. His mouth dropped open when he realised the message Yang Zi was trying to convey.

Almost all the pictures except two were that of a guy and a lady. In all the pictures the lady's smile was broad while the guy found it hard to smile at her. Her eyes showed pure love, but nobody could fathom what the guy's feelings were.

Yixian took his glace off the pictures and stared at Yang Zi's back.

"You... You ... are her?" Yixian shivered. He didn't need her to spell out his punishments for him. He knew he was doom.

"She loved you so much. She was ready to give up her singing career for you. She loved you so much that her heart always ached whenever you pushed her away, but what did she get in turn for her love?" Yang Zi added, turning around to face him. They were a hint of pain in her voice, but her expression said otherwise.

"Thinking back now. I think my elder sister was a fool for loving you, thinking you loved her back?" Yang Zi said squatting down.

"She loved you back then, but you didn't love her back. Eight years later you ignorantly fell in love with her sister who hates your guts. What an irony right?" Yang Zi asked, smiling wickedly. Dressed in black combined with her evil smile, she looked like a demon.

"Yang Zi, I was young back then. I didn't understand the foreign feeling called LOVE. You can't blame me for what happened back then. Truthfully, I and my friends wouldn't have killed her. She just overheard what she shouldn't have listened to," Yixian answered, staring at Yang Zi.

"Ooh ... so you are saying it was my sister's fault that she died in such a cruel manner?" Yang Zi questioned angrily, bringing her fingers closer to him. Immediately she pressed a button on the ring. A sharp knife-like object surfaced. She used the sharp object to pierce his right leg.

"It's her fault because she overheard your criminal deeds after the six of you gang-raped her. That is what you meant, right?" Yang Zi asked, bringing the sharp object close to his other leg.

"Yang Zi, it is true that I didn't love your sister, but I love you? Raping her was not something I could have controlled. I was young so I couldn't control my desires as an adolescent boy," Yixian tried to explain, but his answers did not go down well with her. She pierced his left leg with it.

"Arrghh...," Yixian scream in anguish. Almost every part of his body except his hands was covered in wounds. His white shirt was stained. The blood dripping from his legs flowed on the white-tiled floor.

"I don't have time to exchange words with you. I might end up strangling you to death before getting the information I want from you if I let you continue to spew nonsense," Yang Zi spoke nonchalantly.

"Yang Zi, please...," Yixian pleaded.

"I shot the jerk who shot me on my lap on his lap too. Then I should do the same to you, right? An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth." Yang Zi stated coldly, instantly pulling a gun from her trouser.

"Do you still remember where you shot her?" Yang Zi said, pointing the gun at his head. Yixian shook his head, trying to persuade her not to do it.

"Not her head but her chest," Yang Zi said, smiling devilishly when she saw Yixian scared expression. She quickly shifted the gun to his chest.