Love Gone, No Thoughts of You for the Rest of My Life

Six years into my relationship with my childhood friend Jiang Ye, he deliberately swallowed an aphrodisiac and pinned me down.

Jiang Ye's voice was hoarse as he breathed hotly against my ear.

“Didn't you say you had a birthday present for me? Give yourself to me.”

He held me captive in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, coaxing me into crossing the line.

When it was all over, Jiang Ye held me in his arms and wiped away my tears, his face full of satisfaction.