Exclusive Possession – CH 011

Chapter 11. Shocking

It was very quiet around me; all I could hear was my own breathing, which seemed to be heavy with moisture, rising and falling.

On the silent screen, nuclear missiles, like countless slender white tentacles, reached for Mu Xian’s fleet. The tips of the barrage had already reached the outer perimeter of the warships. A devastating massacre was about to unfold.

“Peng—”

I shuddered.

It turned out that it was not an explosion but a sound of almost admiration from Kenya beside him, containing a hint of laughter and anticipation.

Just then, countless silver rays of light suddenly appeared out of thin air, instantly occupying the entire screen. They were densely packed together, and space seemed to be swallowed by the silver light, blurring everything and making it impossible to see anything clearly.

The nuclear bomb… exploded?

However, almost immediately I realized I was wrong.

Because all the light suddenly vanished, as if sucked into the boundless darkness of space behind me, leaving not a trace. It was as if what I had just witnessed was merely my imagination.

After the flash of silver light, I was stunned—the area where Mu Xian’s fleet had been was now completely empty. Gone, nothing at all, not a single warship, not even a trace of aircraft wreckage.

The nuclear bombs that came from afar still came unnoticed and finally streaked across the sky in vain, leaving only dense white bullet marks.

There was only one explanation—Mu Xian actually jumped away and escaped at the critical moment?

“Bang—” A heavy sound came from beside me. Kenya slammed his hand on the table and stood up. I turned my head and saw that his back was straight, his profile was tense, his eyes were gloomy, and his lips were tightly pursed, like an angry lion.

I instinctively shrank back in my chair, trying to minimize my presence.

Fortunately, he did not notice me at all and strode out without even closing the door. The thick, silver metal door swayed slightly in place, and the sounds of conversation coming from the doorway could be faintly heard.

“Your Highness, the Nuo’er fleet has already jumped out of this star system. They are likely far away, and it will be very difficult to find them.”

“He will not escape. He must be hiding somewhere, preparing a surprise attack. Order the fleet to be on high alert. At the same time, continue searching for large fleets within ten light-years.”

A cacophony of voices rose and fell as officers reported various parameters, coordinates, and search results. Occasionally, brief orders from Kenya could be heard. They spoke with great professionalism, but after a while, my mind drifted away, staring at the black expanse of space on the screen. I thought to myself that Mu Xian was indeed quite capable; he must had once again uncovered Kenya’s plan.

“Does he know I was here? Would he come to rescue me?”

I realized that I was actually looking forward to his arrival.

Although I did not want to go back to him, he was still better than Kenya. And I also hoped that Mop and Morin could get away from this.

About half an hour later, Kenya returned to the house. His complexion had returned to normal, and he had just sat down when someone knocked on the door again. It was a young military officer with a puzzled and serious expression.

“Your Highness, we have just lost contact with the planet’s ground defense forces.”

“Why?” Kenya fell into deep thought.

“At first we suspected a communication line malfunction,” the officer paused, “but when we tried to contact the military police, the capital garrison… we discovered that all ground troops had lost contact.”

Kenya turned sharply to look at the officer, his expression even more furious than when Mu Xian had fled.

“What did you say?”

“Our entire ground force is very likely under someone else’s control.”

Kenya remained silent for a full minute before calmly saying, “You can leave now.”

The officer had just stepped out when the communicator on the table rang again.

“Your Highness, the wife of the Minister of Finance, the wife of the Capital Garrison Commander, the daughter of the Dean of the Military Command Academy, and the families of three Ministers of the Interior have all called. They say… these ministers were kidnapped in the past hour by unidentified troops who broke into their homes or offices! Their families are very agitated and keep calling, pleading for your assistance in their rescue.”

My heart skipped a beat—kidnapping?

Kenya seemed taken aback but quickly replied, “Understood.”

Kenya strode back to the table, his fingers swiping rapidly across the screen. Soon, a vast map of the capital appeared. He stared at it for a moment, then reached out and quickly clicked and adjusted the silver panel on the table.

Some red markers quickly appeared on the screen. He said into the communicator, “Order the Royal Guard to deploy according to my orders. At the same time, contact the army units 1,000 li east of the capital and tell them to advance at full speed and reach the capital within five hours.”

After arranging everything, he sat quietly, and I did not dare to breathe. Suddenly, he turned to look at me, his eyes filled with a chilling coldness.

“A clever diversionary tactic! It has kept my fleet far from Stan, preventing them from returning. Meanwhile, the majority of his forces are already lying in ambush in the capital. They have taken control of the ground and even kidnapped my ministers. Is his next move to massacre the capital?”

My heart skipped a beat. So that was how it is?

Mu Xian never intended to fight in space, which was why he escaped unscathed. Subduing the enemy without fighting? Kidnapping Kenya’s political supporters was no less effective than wiping out an army, right?

Just then, the communicator rang again; it was Xiangli Sheng’s voice.

“Your Highness, Prince Nuo’er is on the encrypted channel. He seems to want to negotiate with you.”

My breath hitched—negotiation? Mu Xian currently holds the upper hand; there was no reason for him to propose negotiations. So, it really was for my sake?

I was a little moved and looked at Kenya. He stared silently at the communicator, his eyes deep. He would definitely agree; after all, many ministers were still in Kenya’s hands.

Unexpectedly, he looked up, smiled faintly, and replied, “Tell him I refuse to negotiate.”

I was taken aback. Xiang Lisheng on the other end also exclaimed, “Ah!” but Kenya had already hung up the phone.

“Get out. No one is allowed to come in without my permission,” Kenya suddenly said. The black metal robot in the room nodded, walked out, and closed the door behind it.

Suddenly, only the two of us were left in the room, and a sense of foreboding washed over me. He did not look at me; instead, he pressed a button on the control panel, and a small…camera? rose up.

What did he want to do?

“It seems you really are important to him. He kidnapped so many people just to get you back.” Kenya suddenly stood up, his tall frame slowly bowing towards me. “He must have thought I would not dare touch you.”

I froze. What did he mean by that?

Kenya grabbed my arm and lifted me up. I involuntarily took a step back.

“But I just thought, even if he releases those ministers, in the end, I still lose. The entire capital will know that I have been utterly defeated.” He slowly walked forward, and I watched his gloomy and unreadable face as I backed away until I reached a corner with nowhere to go, my back pressed against the cold wall.

“But then I suddenly remembered something. I still have a chance to turn the tide.” He braced one arm against the wall beside me, pulling me into his arms.

“What is wrong?” My senses were growing increasingly uneasy.

“Since he values ​​you so much, seeing you with another man would be worse for him than death,” he said slowly. “In that case, he might very well lose control.”

“Out of control?” I said in a trembling voice. “No, it will not happen. Please do not…”

He interrupted me: “You do not know, do you? He lost control once four years ago. Back then, he was like a mad dog, biting anyone he saw. If he saw you moaning under me, he might ruin himself again. I can defeat him without lifting a finger.” His voice lowered a few decibels.

My heart sank—four years ago? He lost control?

He came to Earth four years ago?

Before I could think further, Kenya had already lifted my skirt. My whole body went numb, and I struggled desperately, screaming, “Let me go!”

He looked down at me. “Did you not want to go back to Earth? Do this once, and I will send you back.”

I froze, speechless.

“I knew you’d agree. You are so clever.” He suddenly chuckled softly.

Before the thought even formed in my mind, my right leg was already raised, kicking hard at his knee!

He was completely unprepared, and I kicked him squarely. He frowned and shrank back. I took the opportunity to slide to the side, then turned and ran towards the door.

I knew this was stupid. There were his people all outside, and he did not even chase after me. He must be sure I could not escape, right? But I’ve really had enough. The first time was when I was forced by Mu Xian. did I have to be forced by another man just to go back to Earth?

As I ran to the door, I remembered I had a dagger in my pocket. That was it! I could threaten him with suicide!

Thinking of this, I perked up, and just as I reached into my pocket, I suddenly felt a tremendous force grab my shoulder. I stared in disbelief as my feet inexplicably left the ground, and I saw myself being thrown backward rapidly.

“Ah!” I screamed, my back slamming against the wall again. I saw Kenya standing in front of me, his face grim, his hands behind his back.

This is… mental power? Yes, he and Mu Xian were brothers!

My body and limbs were pressed tightly against the wall, and I tried desperately to break free, panting heavily, but the invisible restraints were like steel bars binding me, and my body did not move an inch.

His dark blue eyes gazed intently at me. He sighed, stepped forward, and lowered his head to kiss me.

The unfamiliar, warm breath covered my lips, and I felt utterly nauseous. I clenched my teeth, trying to keep his lips and tongue away. But he did not seem to care much; he closed his eyes and just sucked on my lips.

“I am sorry. I admit it is despicable,” he sighed vaguely. “This is the first time I’ve forced myself on a woman. Relax, leave everything to me. I promise you a pleasant experience. Absolutely, better than what Nuo’er gave you.”

I felt his hands roaming over my body, the sensation like venomous snakes crawling, excruciatingly painful. His body pressed against mine, and I could even feel his hot, hard thing gently rubbing against my thigh through his uniform. I knew he would release it soon.

I hated that stuff; I despised it. Damn it, I hated Mu Xian, and I hated Kenya. What did they take women for?

I gripped the dagger in my pocket angrily and slowly pulled it out. I had to stop him; I could not tolerate it again, not even once more…

…

I gripped the dagger tightly—why, I could move? Did he release his mental energy? Did he lower his guard?

He lowered his head and kissed my neck, seemingly unaware of what was happening.

“Your body is beautiful. I cannot wait.”

“Okay…” I said in a hoarse voice, “Be gentle…”

He chuckled softly and hummed in agreement, cupping my face in his hands and kissing me again. I steeled myself, opened my mouth, and accepted his kiss. His kiss was intense, gently biting and entwining our tongues; I felt a strange stimulation emanating from my tongue, sending shivers down my spine. I mimicked his movements, biting back, and his breath grew heavier as he murmured, “It is about to begin.”

I kissed him even harder.

He held the back of my head with one hand while still kissing me fiercely and slid his other hand down. I heard rustling sounds, and I knew he was unbuttoning his military trousers.

This was the time!

My hands trembled, moving silently and slowly upwards until they reached his back. He seemed oblivious, for he continued to kiss him passionately.

But where should I stab him? To knock him down? His heart? No, that would kill him. I killed a prince. Did I want to live? Ideally, I should knock him unconscious? Yes, stab his spine, his central nervous system. Would that turn him into an idiot? God, what time was it, and I was still hesitating?

I used all my strength to stab the bone blade in my hand heavily into his back!

Kenya’s body suddenly stiffened.

I released the bone blade abruptly, my right hand trembling uncontrollably. I stared at him blankly, my mind a complete void. He opened his eyes, his lips parted, and he looked at me with disbelief.

Then he slowly lowered his head and looked at his chest.

I also lowered my head tremblingly, terrified out of my wits—the bone blade, the bone blade pierced through his chest, revealing a short, white spike.

I immediately moved aside, standing far away from him, panting heavily.

He stood still, turned his head to look at me, and said, “Why is mental power useless to you?” His voice was a little hoarse.

“I…I do not know…” I was terrified. He was so badly injured, yet he had not fallen. Would he pounce on me and kill me? I looked around and finally grabbed the communicator from the table and pointed it at him. If he came closer, I’d smash it against him again!

But he did not move. I saw that his face was a little pale, and there were bloodstains seeping from his snow-white military uniform, which were slowly spreading.

“So he put a portion of his spiritual power on you,” he whispered. “He really spared no expense…” Before he could finish speaking, he closed his eyes and collapsed to the ground.

I stared blankly as the bloodstain on his chest continued to expand. It felt like an eternity had passed in the blink of an eye.

Mu Xian placed some of his spiritual power on me? No wonder I was able to move again so quickly just now. When did he do that?

I suddenly remembered the day I met him on the spaceship. He used his mental power to bind me and kiss me. Could it be that he released me at that time?

I stood there stunned for several minutes, forcing myself to muster the courage to bring my finger close to his nose, but I could not feel if he was still breathing. I wanted to check his pulse, but I did not dare to at all.

I thought he must be dead.

I looked around the room blankly, overwhelmed with deep regret, and berated myself for my impulsiveness. I should had cooperated with him, and we could had safely returned to Earth, but now, I had killed a prince, and his countless men were still outside. If anyone came in to report, they would find out he was in trouble.

What should I do? I was doomed.