Young master Li's vengful wife

Inside one of the most luxurious private rooms in the capital's best hotel sat an elegant yet aloof man.

Everything about him screamed opulence.

He was very handsome with deep blue eyes, a pointed nose, perfectly structured face and small lips. His shoulders curved from his sharp suit and his stubble beard was neatly trimmed on his face. He was the definition of 'perfectly handsome'.

His fingers danced non stop on the laptop's keyboard indicating the seriousness in his work.

Knock! Knock!

"What is it? "

A voice asked firmly. His voice was like ice-cold but clear.

"B-boss..."

The scared intruder stuttered. ' Boss can you be less scary!!'

He cried inwardly while wiping the cold sweat that started forming on his forehead.

" I don't have the whole day. "

The same frosty voice answered as his sharp and icy eyes glared at the poor assistant.

' Oh no, he is furious!'

The assistant shuddered and quickly answered, "b-boss he's here, should I let him in?"

The boss waved his hand signalling approval.

"Okay boss. "

The meek assistant left the private room complaining why the boss hated talking a lot but of course he complained in his heart because if a word reached the 'emporer' as many called him, he would be a dead meat.

He was already used to his less-talking boss. During the earlier days of his employment, he used to rack his brain trying to figure out what the boss who never repeated himself meant or wanted him to do.

After some time, the door of the same private room was knocked by the assistant as he announced the arrival of the guest.

"Boss, he's here."

The boss nodded and wore a mask before his assistant ushered in the guest.

A man in his mid 20s entered. He had a haughty demeanor and curiosity was pretty evident in his eyes.

"We meet again..."

He began speaking when he saw no sign of the seated man who always wore a mask whenever they met, begin the talking.

The last time they met which was the first time ever, he never said a word. Instead, it was the assistant who did all the negotiation. His presence had been to affirm his superiority and the gravity of the matter.

The assistant cut him short by offering him a seat.

"You know why you are here, " he continued with a chilly voice quite similar to his employer's.

" Take this, " he handed him a pen drive.

"You know what to do with it and I don't think I have to remind you the consequences if you fail to fulfil your end of burgen. The contract ends today, am looking forward to it, the results must be pleasing. " He finished with a firm and cold voice.

"I understand. " The man replied but he was still curious.

" But I'm still wondering, who are you and why are you doing this?" He asked his gaze shifting from the assistant to the masked man before settling there.

"That shouldn't be your concern in any way. You may take your leave. "

The assistant almost danced the latest dance moves he had been practicing from his favourite boy band when he saw the man slightly shudder due to his chilly command equally similar to his boss.

'Damn that was great!' He patted the back of his head inwardly still retaining the expressionless look on his face.

" You are getting better, " said the boss who never for once stopped tapping on the laptop's keyboard during the whole meeting, halting the assistant's reverie.

" B-boss...! huh?"

'Damn! Did I just get complemented by the great emperor?! '

The assistant was in deep thoughts, he wanted to say something but was not sure how to start or how to say it. He didn't want to evoke the wrath of the dragon emporer who was in a rare good mood. He didn't want to bring death upon himself with his own hands...

" Say it "

Again the familiar frosty voice interrupted his train of thoughts.

Sometimes he really wondered whether his boss was some kind of magician or mind-reader. He was able to easily read the minds of people and could in most cases tell what you were thinking.

" B-boss I..."

He stuttered as a thin layer of perspiration appeared on his forehead.

That's it! Just wait for it, you have personally dug your grave!

He wanted to stop himself but it was impossible since he had already started. He could only curse his mouth for blurting out what his mind had clearly warned him against.

"Boss I... I was thinking, I... by doing this, won't we have g-gone t-too far?"

He finished almost in a whisper.

The room turned chilly. He shivered wondering why it was suddenly very cold.

' Wait, oh no! Am dead, am finally dead. I probably should start writing my will...'

He was scared as the man's angry and fierce gaze pierced his whole body.

Unfortunately he had touched the topic regarded as a taboo to him. Not many people spoke of it and lived to tell the tales.

The boss was angry. The coldness he displayed dropped the room temperature to freezing point.

He slowly rose from his seat, went and stood next to the large French windows and in his deep and low voice he replied without any emotion.

" This is only the beginning. "

The assistant wished for the ground to swallow him so that he could disappear from the dragon emporer but luckily his prayers were answered when the phone on the black coffee table rang.