Every Kiss Is Timeless

Through the dark night, a luxury villa stood. However, if one were to step closer, he could sense the pandemonium happening in the master bedroom.

The light was dim. However, it could be seen that there were two figures tangled together underneath the covers. A seductive fragrance encompassed the room, enough to draw reason out of the man!

"Let me go, you bastard!" the woman screamed. Her voice was already hoarse from pleading countless times as she struggled beneath the man. Her fists pounded against his biceps but it was to no avail.

It seemed that the more she struggled, the more encouraged the man was.

"You belong to me," he whispered in her ear. Although his touch was gentle, he was giving her little space to move around, suffocating her from his hold alone.

"No way!" she choked out in horror. It was a bad case of deja vu. His face rippled memories of what happened to her two years ago, and a strange sensation filled her body.

His natural cologne hit her nose and she sighed.

This time, he wasn't going to give her a chance to escape.

Gradually, the woman stopped struggling. The pain was replaced by insurmountable amount of pleasure and happiness that she almost ought to be ashamed of herself.

How could she like him?

The night was getting colder, and her warmth and scent only made him want to sink into her repeatedly.

It was a night of unexplainable sexuality and vigor, that was for sure.

Later in the next day, Bella Su opened her eyes to the sound of birds chirping from the balcony.

She leaned back a little, taking in the scene in front of her.

At the corner of a king-sized bed, she could see clothes scattered all over the sheets and onto the carpet. Some of them even seemed to be ripped from her last night!

Just before she thought of anything else, a wave of pain hit her body. It felt as if bulldozers were drilling onto her hips and stomach, rendering her lifeless.

Bella Su groaned, her fingers tangling onto the silky sheets. The cushions were incredibly comfortable.

'Wait...' Her eyes widened as she kicked off her quilt only to find herself naked. She was so shocked that she kicked one of the cushions all the way to the carpet.

"Ah!" Bella Su quickly sat up, leaning against the headboard. She glanced at the side to see a muscular man sleeping beside her, but she could only see the back of his head. As more and more memories rushed back to her, her cheeks were glowing bright red.

What the hell?

How the hell could she fuck the man for the second time?

She remembered clearly how the man who had hit her with his car the night before was the same one she'd saved in the coastline two years ago. She might be pretty, but that didn't mean it to be an excuse for him to take advantage of her!

They had never been in a relationship, yet she had already given him her virginity. No matter how good-looking he was, she couldn't forgive him for that!

She remembered how he had been in a coma two years ago. Back then, he had been so gentle and considerate that she fell asleep, secured in his arms. But then, she had a dream of her mother beating her with a harsh end of a stick. Bella gritted her teeth. The man was far worse than her mother!

Bastard! Liar! Ungrateful ass!

"Mason Ye! You asshole!" she snarled.

"You aren't cute when you curse," the man murmured. Within seconds, he pulled away the quilt and lazily rubbed his eyes. Squinting, he turned over at Bella. "So we meet again."

"You! Why are you doing this?" she snarled. "You returned my help with this? I saved your life before! Last night, I just ran in front of your car accidentally!" Bella trailed off when she went to a series of coughs. She had caught a cold under the rain yesterday, and it was difficult for her to talk now. She scowled. He knew she was ill, and yet she actually bothered.

Mason Ye was stunned. He stretched out his hand and placed it on her forehead. "Do you have a fever?"

Bella pushed his hand away. "It's none of your business."

He didn't get angry. Instead he sat up and approached her, flexing his rippling muscles as he did so. "Don't be like that," he said gently. "Just be honest. I'll take care of you."

She wanted to rip his head off. Honest? He wanted her to be honest? He had forced her!

She wrapped herself with the quilt, sneering at him. "I don't need you to take care of me," she spat. Her voice was already waning due to her sore throat.

"I need to repay the favor, right?" As he got closer, her strong scent tempted him endlessly, but he ignored it. He couldn't take advantage of her, not now when she was sick.

But she didn't know how seductive she was – how delicious she smelled. Fortunately, not everyone had a keen sense of smell, so he'd keep that to himself.

Bella only buried her head into her hands and said nothing. The man was shameless. She scowled.

Knowing that he would go nowhere with the entire conversation, he got out of bed and got dressed. Once he was done, he stroke her hair. "You're still sick," he warned. "Cooperate with the doctor, okay?"

Bella could only cover herself in the quilt in response. Although the man took away her innocence, he had also treated her with the gentleness she'd never experienced before.

Yesterday, her mother had kicked her out of the house. She got inexplicably wet that night as she roamed around, plus she was almost hit by the car as she was crossing the street! When she saw the man holding her was the same man whom she saved as well as the same man who took her virginity, all she wanted to do was escape.

However, Mason Ye had comforted her. He even took her to see a doctor and fed her medicine. Sooner or later, she gradually dropped her guard. She had nowhere else to go that night.

Bella had told herself that maybe she had been wrong, that Mason Ye wasn't as bad as she'd thought.

However, that all changed once she got into the bedroom.

Bella curled into the quilt, tears streaming down her cheeks.

She remembered two years ago that when she had woken up with Mason beside her, she was so scared that she fled the ward. Bella had told herself that it was nothing but a dream.

Now that she'd met him again, it happened all over again! It had seemed that all she'd been doing was deceiving herself.

The more she thought about it, the sadder she felt. She was so tired that she drifted off to sleep.

Mason went to the kitchen and asked the nanny to send some porridge to the bedroom. In a few minutes, the doctor came.

However, the doctor was far different from the doctor he'd seen last. The doctor was a young man in glasses, who looked fair and gentle under the sun's rays. Mason frowned and stopped him.

"Why are you here?" He scowled.

"My teacher didn't feel well today, so he asked me to take his place. I'm sorry that I didn't inform you sooner." He bowed his head respectfully. He was a young doctor, so he was already used to first introductory hostilities, especially from those who initially doubted his abilities.

"Okay," Mason reluctantly agreed, opening the door.

However, instead of the initial thought of leaving her alone with the doctor, Mason followed him all the way up to the bedroom.

Just one glance at the woman in the bed, the doctor finally understood why Mason had been acting so cautiously. He'd never seen such a stunner before. She had delicate facial features, looking like a nymph who'd just been drawn from the lake. She looked so frail as well, looking as if one wrong move, and he might be able to break her arms.

The doctor turned away from the woman, once he felt Mason's glare behind his back.

Without another word, he went on to work. He placed her on the drip as soon as possible. Since taking her temperature required close contact, it was usually Mason who did it. The doctor had never thought that he'd be handing a female patient in Mason's house. Maybe next time it would be more logical for him to send for a female doctor.

Bella lazily blinked her eyes, seeing her mother in a dazed state. She reached out to grab Manson's hand. "Mommy," she said hoarsely. "Don't go."

Stunned, Mason glanced at her tender fingers wrapped around his wrist and then at her knitted eyebrows. After some hesitation, he held her hand and gently touched her forehead.

Bella couldn't help but snuggle into the hand that held her forehead.

Seeing her rubbing against his palm, Mason froze in sight.

The moment the doctor saw Mason's smitten face, he turned and left the room as fast as he could.

If he stayed any longer, he'd lose his job.

Sitting beside her, Mason wiped her tears and gazed at her lovingly.

The last time she met him was two years ago, and he had sex with her in the darkness. And she showed up the very same night he came out to search for her.

It seemed that the faiths were on his side. Bella was unique to him, and he couldn't help but love her for it. It seemed that the time they spent away had only given him more time to fall for her.

When Mason entered his company, his assistant, Mark Liang, was confused. He couldn't help but notice how happy his boss was. He was about to ask him why, but he immediately restrained himself.

"Bella Su," Mason said in a low voice. "Find out what you can about her. The more, the better."

Raising his eyebrows, Mark Liang smiled. "Sure, boss. Last night, you... "

When Mason raised his gaze, all emotions disappeared. "Are you curious?"

"No, it's just that... you've never really..."

"It's important. I just want to know her as soon as possible. How's my brother?" He later admitted of his feelings for the woman to avoid any misunderstanding between him and Mark Liang.

Mark Liang knew what Mason meant.

"He's still in a coma. Mrs. Ye has been urging us to find out the situation in the Su Family." Mark looked Mason up and down, noticing that he seemed different today.

From years of working with Mason, he knew for a fact that Mason's mother didn't like Mason, especially after her little son's accident. She'd always hold more prejudice against him. Mark couldn't help but feel bad for the man. It wasn't Mason's fault that his brother got into the accident.

However, Mason was never really much of a family man. In fact, some had said, he was different from all the other kids when they were little.

Mason's eye twitched. The company of the Su family was already a mess, but now that his mother messed it up even more, he had to get involved. However, something told him he needed to tread cautiously.

"Go investigate on Bella first. Don't worry about other matters." Mason didn't have to prioritize people who never took him seriously anyway.

He left the company soon after. Mark couldn't even believe it. His eyes widened. Of all the years he'd worked with Mason, it was the first time he'd seen him leave so early!

Had his boss really fallen in love with her?

The person that Mason had been thinking for so long...

Mark shook his head. If there was something that he knew, it was that he needed to mind his own business.

Back home, Mason put on his slippers and went to the bedroom. Seeing that Bella was still asleep, he didn't disturb her. He gently took her temperature and sat quietly.

Mason didn't really have the chance to get a good look at her last time when she ran away. Just seeing her in front of him, he thought that God might be real. It felt good to have such a beauty with him.

Bella woke up and slept again, feeling too weak to actually get up. As she felt uncomfortable all over, she knew better what an inferior person she was in the Su family.

She never cried about the incident, but just looking back into it, she wanted to.

"Pl– Please don't do this," she begged but to no avail.

Her mother, Rachel Yang, only hit her hard with a feather duster. She was much more ferocious in Bella's dream. She yelled out a series of curse words as she tried to scratch her daughter right on the cheek.

"Mommy, I didn't... I really didn't! I didn't steal my sister's boyfriend," Bella murmured. However, it felt as if the words had died in her lips.

She woke up crying,

looking back to the events that had transpired yesterday.

"Don't cry. I believe you didn't." Bella froze at the sound,

pretending not to have heard it.

"Are you awake?" Mason sat at the edge of the bed. "It's time to have dinner. You've slept the entire day. Your fever's gone, so you'd be fine after another day's rest." Noticing that she clenched her fists, he knew she had already awaken. He reached over and stroke her hair.

Bella gritted her teeth, not wanting to face him.

"It's getting dark. You must be hungry." He tried again, smirking when her stomach growled in response.

She blushed, a hand touching her stomach as his breath now fanned the back of her neck.

"Honey, it's time to eat."

Bella suddenly widened her eyes when his lips landed on hers. 'Was he fucking serious?'

When Mason saw her wide eyes, he burst out laughing. "Guess the method works," he murmured, his eyes glinting. "If you don't get up now, I'll kiss you till you do."

Bella grabbed the quilt and dodged his incoming head. "I'm warning you, don't go too far," she snapped.

"Well, it's not too far when we've done everything that could've been done." He smiled innocently.

Bella immediately pulled the covers, avoiding his gaze. If one were to look closer, she was as red as a tomato! "You go out first," she responded. "I'm getting up." He was shameless!

"Why? I've seen you naked before?" He smirked.

Bella could only scowl in reply. If she hadn't been inside his home, she would've grabbed a bat and hit him to death.

"Your wounds..." he started, reaching towards her but she shriveled under his touch.

"None of your business!" she barked. Her wounds were nothing if compared with what she had suffered from him.

"Look, don't be angry and take a shower. Your clothes are there. You can take a shower and have dinner. I'll wait for you downstairs."

"I'm going home." If she stayed here one more second, she'd rather be thrown onto the streets!

"Didn't you say you've been kicked out of your house?" He paused. "If I remember correctly, you were out for around seven days. I can assure you that what happened last night, would not happen again."

"Fuck off!" Bella held back her tears. The homeless were much better off than where she was now.

"I'll be responsible for you," he said again. "I'm Mason. You've saved me two years ago, and if it makes you feel any better, that was also my first time." Mason did feel sorry for what he had done, but he wasn't the kind of man who'd apologize. In fact, the word 'sorry' just wasn't in his dictionary.

"Go away!" Bella buried her head under the quilt and sobbed.

He was an asshole! A disrespectful pig!

After a long time,

Bella dragged her tired body to take a shower. Once she had finished, she walked out and saw a white dress on the sofa. There was even a new set of underwear. Her cheeks reddened at the sight.

Although he was thoughtful enough to help her, it still didn't erase the damage that he'd caused her.

Her mother once prepared undergarments for her little sister, Linda Su. However, none of them ever belonged to her. She usually shopped for herself. However, they were horribly cheap. In fact, her classmates laughed at how she was the poorest illegitimate daughter they'd ever seen.

Unwilling to recall the past, Bella sighed, changing her clothes and going downstairs.

As she looked outside the window, she realized that he was right. It was already night.

Mason's eyes lit up when he saw Bella walking down the steps. She always wore a denim tee before, and she never really expected that such a simple dress would show off her figure.

Mason silently smiled. He already knew her measurements, so he knew just what to buy. Her clothes left more to the imagination.

Bella avoided his gaze as she sat down on the rectangular table uncomfortably. Her hands shook, but she steadied herself.

Mason held her hand. "We'll have a light diet today," he said softly.

"Let me go." She wrenched from her grasp. Bella scowled.

"You need to eat. Besides, how can you get back at me if you're still weak?" he teased, leaning in close to her. "Or do you want me to feed you?"

"Bastard, you..." Bella sputtered. Now, she was already starting to regret that she'd saved the man's life!

"I'm just kidding." Mason drew away, placing the chopsticks in her hand.

Although Bella wanted to storm out of the house, once the food came in display, her strong will had vanished. He owed her so much anyway. She might as well come to collect. 'I'll eat so much and leave him with nothing,' she thought triumphantly.

Once she started to dig in, Mason leaned back in relief and followed suit.

"Look, I know how much women treasure their innocence. I have an idea to make up to you," he started. Mason couldn't help but look back to when he'd just awaken in the hospital. He'd been looking for her for a very long time, and the next thing he knew, she was right on his bedside with blood staining the sheets.

He could only remember her smell, not her appearance. In the past two years, her fragrance was the only thing that lingered in his memory.

If looks could kill, he'd be ten feet under. "How dare you," Bella spat out. "I've saved you and you treated me like shit! I would never forgive you!"

"Hear me out! What if you'd be my girlfriend? I mean, it's normal if you'd be my girlfriend, right?" He stared at her sincerely.

Bella slapped his hand away. "Show some respect, Mr. Mason! Do you think asking a girl out is that easy? Like buying some fresh fruits in a supermarket? Even if I never have a boyfriend, I won't settle for a man like you!"

Without giving him time to respond, Bella whirled around and run upstairs.

The bastard just stole her innocence and acted as if he was entitled to it.

Just when she was about to leave in the middle of the night, her phone rang. When she glanced at the Caller ID, she furrowed her eyebrows.

It was her grandmother.

"Bella, you asleep?" Hearing her grandmother's loving voice, Bella had to hold back her tears. Her lips trembled.

"Grandma," she stuttered out. "No, no. I'm awake. Are you okay? Should I come visit you tomorrow?"

"No, dear, I'm fine. I feel much better hearing from you. As long as you work hard, I'm happy." Her grandmother had always been selfless.

Bella wiped her tears. She smiled and reassured her grandmother that everything would be fine, and that she was fine. After exchanging more affectionate words, she finally hung up.

She squatted on the floor. It'd be impossible if she went back now. If her grandmother saw her bruises, she'd only be worried. 'I need to find a job,' she thought. Her grandmother had a long list of illnesses. She must be sick now. That was why she called up so late at night. Although her grandmother might have not mentioned it, Bella knew everything.

"It's late. Let's go to sleep." Mason pushed the door open and hung his coat in the closet as if nothing had happened.

Bella jumped at the sound of his voice. "You eavesdropped," she accused, narrowing her eyes.

"This is my house." He shrugged. Mason sat on the chair in front of her, staring right into her eyes.

She picked up her stuff, turned around and walked out.