Taboo Wolf King: Doting on My Lovely Wife

Today is my twenty-second birthday. Outside the window are the bright lights of the city, but in this gilded cage where I am, there is only the disgusting smell of cigars and the greasy laughter of men. Just a few hours ago, I was the pampered little princess of the Joe family, fantasizing about what kind of birthday surprise my fiancé Mike would give me. However, reality gave me a loud slap in the face. My father had a heart attack and was hospitalized. The company was found to have huge losses. All assets were frozen overnight. Mike, who had promised to love me forever, stood in front of me with my cousin Ellie and handed me an agreement to cancel the engagement. "Sandy, don't blame me for being realistic. The Qiao family is finished, and I can't put my future at risk." "Sister, please don't make things difficult for Brother Mike," Ellie took his arm and smiled like a winner, "We are doing this for your own good. As long as you drink this glass of wine with Mr. Carl, he is willing to pay for your father's medical expenses and help your family pay off some of the debts." So, they half-pushed and half-led me to this luxurious box. Sitting opposite me was Carl, the business tycoon who could be my grandfather. His cloudy eyes, like sticky flies, crawled over me unscrupulously. "Ms. Qiao, come, drink this glass, we are a family now." Carl's fat hand held a glass of red wine and pushed it in front of me. The wine glowed a seductive red light under the crystal chandelier. I looked at the glass of wine, then looked at Mike and Allie who were standing beside with expectant looks on their faces, and my heart ached. This is the man I once loved deeply, this is my blood relative. "I don't drink." Mike's face darkened instantly: "Sandy, don't be ungrateful! Do you think you are still the high and mighty eldest daughter of the Qiao family? Your father is still lying in the hospital waiting for money to save his life!" "That's right, sister," Ellie agreed in a sweet voice, "It's your blessing to be favored by Mr. Karl. Many people want to be favored but cannot." Blessing? I looked at Carl's wrinkled face and the lewd smile on his lips, and my stomach churned. I stood up suddenly and tried to leave, but was pushed back onto the sofa by two bodyguards. In the chaos, a cup of cold liquid was forced down my throat. It was spicy, with a strange sweetness. It's over. That was the only thought in my mind. The drug took effect quickly. My limbs began to weaken, my vision became blurry, and the whole world was spinning. The gorgeous crystal chandelier on the ceiling broke into countless bizarre fragments. I could feel Carl's fat body approaching me, and the smell of cheap cologne mixed with cigarettes on his body made me feel nauseous. "My little beauty, stop struggling. Just give in to me and I promise that you'll have delicious food and drink delicious drinks in the future..." His disgusting breath sprayed on my earlobe. I shook my head desperately, trying to call for help, but all I could make out of my throat was a whimpering sound like a kitten. My consciousness was slipping away, but my body seemed to be nailed to the spot, unable to move. Just when Carl’s face, covered with age spots, was about to touch mine—— "Bang!" A tall and straight figure stood against the light, like a god descending from hell. He just stood there, doing nothing, and a suffocating, bloody and powerful aura instantly enveloped the entire space. The noise and lewd laughter in the box suddenly stopped. Everyone was stunned by this sudden change, including Carl who was about to succeed. "You... who the hell are you? Do you know where this place is?" Carl roared in a cowardly manner. The man didn't answer. He stretched out his long legs and walked in step by step. As he approached, the face shrouded in light and shadow gradually became clearer. He was too handsome to be a mortal, but also too cold to be a living thing. Under the deep eye sockets, a pair of dark pupils were like an extremely cold abyss, without a trace of warmth, and when he looked at people, it was as if he was examining a dead object. Behind him, several bodyguards in black rushed in like ghosts, moving as fast as lightning, leaving no time for people to react. I only heard a few muffled groans and the crisp sound of bones dislocating. Carl and his two bodyguards, who were so arrogant just now, were already pinned to the ground, like a few dead fish out of water. The whole process takes no more than ten seconds. It’s so fast that it’s terrifying. Mike and Allie were so scared that their faces turned pale and they huddled in the corner like two frightened quails. The man's eyes, like a sharp blade tempered with ice, slowly swept over them. Mike's legs softened and he almost fell to his knees, while Ellie even started to sob softly. Eddie Francis, the president of the Sky Group, is a man who can turn the tide in the business world with his ruthless methods. I have seen his photo in a financial magazine, but it is not even a fraction of the oppressive feeling brought by the real person. How come he is here? I didn't have time to think about it because he had already walked in front of me. The shadow enveloped me completely. He leaned down slightly, and with his long, bony fingers, with a hint of coolness, he gently lifted my chin. His movements were light, even gentle, but when those cold fingertips touched my hot skin, I felt as if I was licked by a poisonous snake and I couldn't help shaking. The drug made it impossible for me to focus, and I could only vaguely see his face close to me. His eyelashes were very long, casting a small shadow under his eyelids, and his bottomless eyes reflected my miserable reflection at the moment. He was examining me. It's like assessing the value of a piece of merchandise. Time seemed to be stretched at this moment, and every second was filled with invisible oppression. Just when I thought I would suffocate in the silence, he finally spoke. "She, I want her." The magnetic and deep voice, like the coldest notes of a cello, echoed in the silent box. Just five simple words, with no room for negotiation, only unquestionable and absolute tyranny. Everyone present, including me, was stunned. Mike's face was filled with shock and unwillingness. He seemed unable to accept that the "gift" he had carefully prepared was intercepted halfway. “Mr. Francis,” he mustered up his courage and spoke in a trembling voice, “This… This is a small misunderstanding between me and my fiancée. She…” He didn't finish his words. Eddie didn't even look at him, just glanced at him out of the corner of his eye. Mike fell silent instantly, his face turned from pale to blue, cold sweat rolled down his forehead, and he dared not say another word. This is the crushing feeling brought by absolute power. Eddie's gaze fell back on my face, and his deep eyes were filled with complex emotions. The next second, my body suddenly felt lighter. He actually picked me up sideways. I fell weakly into his arms, and my whole body was enveloped by a refreshing and pleasant scent. A purer, cleaner scent... like the scent of a pine forest after snow mixed with a hint of ambergris. Boom, boom, boom… He was obviously such a dangerous person, but the moment I was held in his arms, my heart, which had been eaten away by fear and despair, strangely gave rise to a sense of...security? Eddie hugged me, turned around and walked away with steady steps. From beginning to end, he never looked at anyone else in the box. Before I fell into complete darkness, I vaguely heard him give a cold order to the assistant behind him. His voice was not loud, but every word was clear, like the sentence of the god of death: "Find out all her information." He paused, his voice growing colder. "And, what happened to everyone involved tonight, I don't want to see them on the news tomorrow." Is he going to stand up for me? Or... is this just a casual treatment of the offender by the powerful? I don't know where this will take me. This man who suddenly came and pulled me out of an abyss, is he my salvation, or... another deeper and darker cage? The last thought faded away and I lost consciousness completely.