Tang Moyu stirred on the bed, cracking an eye open. Everything around her looked strange. The only familiar thing she saw was Feng Tianyi. The sun was still nowhere to be seen and the only source of the light came from the dim lamp next to the bed.

  Glancing at the glaring red light flashing on the bedside table, she saw that it was already five in the morning.

  Tang Moyu should be up and ready to start her day by this time, but she was too tired to move and wanted to stay in the warmth that the bed was offering to her exhausted body.

  She made a mental note to ask her assistant to clear her appointment this morning as she intended to work half day today. She needed to pick up her twins from Lady Song's place, just as she promised them last night.

  She heard Feng Tianyi's voice, talking over the phone. From the way he talked, she could assume that he was talking to his cousin, Song Fengyan, trying to pacify the other man's annoyance because he had left and came home before they were able to finish their business in Linyi City.

  Feng Tianyi's back was facing her as he answered the phone call in a low voice. His upper body was b.a.r.e and he was only wearing his trousers. His hair was still disheveled from the passionate activity they'd done before retiring for the night.

  Her eyes caught the scars that ran from his back down to his h.i.p.s. They were the nasty ones, something he'd gained from the accident and several surgeries he'd undergone before she met him.

  Tang Moyu didn't know what to feel about them, but one thing for sure, she didn't feel disgusted upon seeing the first time or even now when she had seen everything. She hadn't thought that she would find it weirdly attractive.

  Perhaps it was because it was there to remind them that he'd fought hard to keep himself alive, even if he had lost the will to continue. It also made Tang Moyu aware of how precious and delicate a person's life could be.

  "Fengyan, in case you are forgetting, you are the one who suggested I go back alone. I wouldn't leave had I known that you still need me there." She heard Feng Tianyi defend himself over the phone.

  Ah, give it to the devil to always find a way to make Song Fengyan and He Lianchen's work harder than it already was. Tang Moyu wanted to pity them for having a boss like the devil.

  Even if Feng Tianyi was paying them reasonable pay, the trouble he caused the two had repeatedly tested their patience throughout the years they'd been working with him. It was surprising, even for Tang Moyu, that they haven't left Feng Tianyi's side regardless of how inconvenient his demands were or his actions that annoyed them.

  He turned around when he heard the shuffling of the sheets behind him and gave her an apologetic look, knowing that he had disturbed her peaceful slumber again.

  "I can't decide right now, Fengyan. You know I have to consult this with Moyu. I'm not the only decision maker for Xiao Xing. You know what, send everything to my mail and we will discuss it later." He told his cousin, pinching the bridge of his nose, contemplating if he should learn to switch his phone to silent mode at night to avoid waking Tang Moyu next time.

  "Sorry about that. Fengyan is returning tomorrow and gave me recent updates about the production." Feng Tianyi went back to the bed and crawled to her side under the quilt.

  "Is everything alright? Do we need to go there to oversee the production ourselves?" She asked curiously after hearing bits of conversation between the cousins.

  "No, Baby. It's alright. Nothing Fengyan and I can't deal with." Feng Tianyi said as he moved on top of her and parted her legs, intending to have her once again, but her hands stopped him.

  Tang Moyu pushed him to lay down on his back as she sat astride him, making his eyes glint mischievously at her suggestive action.

  Now, this was new. Feng Tianyi rarely saw her take an initiative and he couldn't wait to see what she was up to.

  "I'm in charge now, darling." She seductively whispered, her breath hot against his ear. "Try not to touch me, alright? Not until I say you can." She challenged him.

  Tang Moyu had lost count how many times he drove her insane with his touch. She angled her face for better access while her other hand came up to cup his face. The empress leaned forward and gently kissed his lips as her hands moved down his body.

  Feng Tianyi could only grip the sheet beneath him as he fought for control not to touch her as commanded. His hands went to her h.i.p.s as she kissed him again. His nerves were going haywire and he wasn't sure how long he would be able to endure the empress's teasing.

  Tang Moyu softly mewled as his breath suddenly escaped him. She was kissing him senseless, but he wasn't allowed to touch her back. How frustrating!

  For the empress, kissing him was strangely addicting. Something she hadn't thought she would enjoy doing with someone until she dated him. She could feel his body stifling beneath her as he fought for control.

  Her hands fisted on his hair as she kissed him and he made a rumbled sound in his throat. She was glad to know that she wasn't the only one being driven insane.

  When her lips left his and nibbled down his body, moving her mouth until she reached the center of his d.e.s.i.r.e, he almost lost it. He had been caught totally off guard by her sudden boldness and he hadn't thought of her having this sadistic streak in her that was capable of making him lose control of himself.

  However, thinking about it, he'd lost himself to her a long time ago.