From Dusk till Dawn!

"Mo Yuhan, slow down. Where are you dragging me like this?" She had a tough time keeping up with the man who dragged her from the dance floor.

His steps didn't falter as he kept dragging her until they reached the restroom. Pushing open the Gents restroom door, he pressed her face on his chest.

"Get out," His cold voice rang out startling the young boy who was peeing.

Afraid of the terrifying aura coming off Mo Yuhan, the young man ran out with his tail tucked in between legs, but not before sneaking a few glances at Tang Li who was held in Mo Yuhan arms.

But all he could see was the woman's beautiful back and gorgeous figure.

Not wanting to provoke the devil anymore, he ran out.

If Tang Li had seen his face, she would have recognized him as the man who gave her his car when she saw Mo Yuhan on the beach. In return, she had given him a black car of hers.

As soon as he left, Mo Yuhan stepped inside before locking the door properly. Pushing the woman gently away from his arms, he removed her mask before removing his. Folding his arms across his chest, his gaze locked on her, demanding an explanation.

She fiddled with the tip of her long braid lying in front of her shoulder for a few seconds. Letting out a small sigh, she pressed her palms on the granite before pushing herself up to sit on the countertop vanity.

She folded one of her legs above another. The one-sided long slit of the flowy gown glided down her silky thighs before revealing one of her smooth legs and silver heel.

The mirror behind her reflected her beautiful milky white back. As her red lips parted slightly, they appeared plumper. Her hazel eyes looked at the man with amusement as his Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

"Speak…" He averted his gaze before speaking in a cold voice, "Why have you not left yet?"

Her lips tilted up but she did not reply.

As happy as he was to see her, his concerns overshadowed all his different feelings. Mo Yuhan glanced at her. Fury dancing in his blue eyes that he tampered down with clenched fists.

"I am your knight, how was I supposed to leave my prince alone?" She softly spoke as she looked at him.

He froze. His gaze slowly softened as a distant memory replayed itself in his mind. Back at that time, he had hinted at her that usually prince and princess stick together all the time and it was the same for the king and queen. She did not get his hint.

But she had the nerve to accuse him of seeing her as a little sister when she got to know his identity.

She looked at him calmly, "Let it be like this. I don't fear death. I don't fear disappearing from the world. What I truly fear is not waking up to your face everyday," Her airy voice resounded in the washroom as she looked at him with those calm eyes that had a storm in them, "You are ready to sacrifice yourself to protect me. But without you, I'd rather not live. You mean the world to me, Mo Yuhan... Life...life would become a nightmare if I can't share it with you. Don't push me away anymore, alright?"

A hint of pleading was apparent in her gaze as her eyes moistened up. She glanced at the ceiling before taking a few deep breathes, "You will ruin my whole image if it keeps going like this…. Mmmph…"

His hand grabbed her neck and with a slight tug, he lowered her head before pressing his lips on hers, sucking the hell out of them. Nibbling her bottom lips, he let his calloused palm stroke her smooth thigh before pushing her leg aside and standing in between both her legs.

Grabbing her knees, he pulled her closer to him.

A gasp escaped her lips and his tongue delved inside her mouth deepening their kiss.

She wrapped her legs around his waist before crossing her heels. Her hands rested on his chest as she angled her head giving herself better access to his kiss.

One of his hands roamed around her bare back while the other grabbed her bottom. pressing her closer to him, almost pulling her off the vanity.

They both were breathless as they parted.

He brought his towards her cheek and gently stroked it before leaning his forehead against hers. "I never considered your feelings about this and even scolded you…" he whispered.

She kissed his bottom lips gently before hooking her arms tightly around his neck. Looking into his azure eyes, she smiled, "I won't hold you accountable for that. You dealt with my tantrums when we were kids. I don't mind dealing with my husband's mood swings once in a while."

His lips slightly tugged downwards, "I tried to impose my decisions on you…"

"You of course did that. To top it off, who waits in front of the airport until the plane takes off? I had to jump down the washroom window. Do you know how dirty it was?" She glanced at him accusingly.

Her limbs were all coiled around his body as she looked at him. One of his arms was wrapped around her waist while he gently held her face in the other hand.

He glanced at worriedly, "Are you injured somewhere…? We can…"

"I am not injured…but I want compensation for the emotional distress you've been causing to me lately," She calmly stated her condition to forgive him.

"I'll give you anything you want," He immediately replied.

"You said that. No take-backs…"

He pursed his lips before nodding.

Her lips slightly tugged up as she spoke, "Mo Yuhan, from this day onwards, you are going to warm my bed till our hair is grey and we are all wrinkly. Do you accept this?"

He pressed a kiss on her forehead before looking at her, "I do," He said.

His eyes narrowed when she added, "Even when you are in your sixties, I bet women would be throwing themselves at you but you can't go for fresh and tender meets. You will have to stick to me even if I am no longer beautiful and young."