The wind on the rooftop was bitingly chilly.
The neat military uniform that Zhao Yun always wore in the past was stained with his own blood.
With her back against the wall, she could clearly feel the passage of her life.
The male Alpha, whose brows were gentle and un-Alpha-like, stood in the dark, raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.
"My lord, are you going to die?"
Zhao Yun looked at him with a cold voice.
"Get over here."
——
From the age of twenty-one to twenty-nine, Changhuai belonged to that adult of the Zhao family.
Everyone praised her as a genius and a natural commander, but only he knew how bad she was.
She kicked him to the ground and stepped on his chest with her black military boots.
"This prisoner looks good, take him back."
So he understood clearly.
His life is ruined.
——
"If I die, you will be buried with me."
"When you die, your ashes will stay with me."
"You can't run anywhere."
"You are mine now, and you will be mine for the rest of your life, whether you are alive or dead."
Officers & Prisoners
Intention: Only those who desecrate beauty are guilty, but beauty itself is not guilty.