His lactating lover

09

I was reluctant to leave him and clung to him tightly.

"Michael Liu, I don't want to go. Can I stay in your room tonight?"

"You said it yourself, I'm your woman."

As I spoke, I began to tend to his wounds, feeling a deep tenderness for this muscular man who was my boyfriend.

I had never been so bold before, and I blushed as I leaned into him.

But Michael Liu pushed me away.

"Emily Yang, don't do that. Our relationship is purely transactional. I'm just a security guard at the factory, and you're a factory girl. We shouldn't have any other involvement."

I was taken aback by his sudden change in attitude. Just moments ago, he had been passionate and affectionate towards me.

"Michael Liu, I like you. I want to be your girlfriend."

This was the first time I had ever expressed my feelings to a man, and I truly meant it. I had come to care for this man who always appeared to protect me in times of trouble.

I wanted to be with him.

I leaned into him again, pressing my chest against his. Michael Liu's breathing became heavy once more, but he still pushed me away.

"Remember to pour the milk into the bottle for me tomorrow."

"Rest assured, since I agreed to this transaction, I will ensure your safety as long as I drink your milk."

With that, Michael Liu opened the door, letting in a cold gust of wind that made me shiver.

It was too cold, and I could no longer bear to stay in his room.

I ran back to my room and cried for a while, trying to understand why Michael Liu had rejected me.

Did he not like me?

No, that couldn't be possible. I could feel his affection for me; his body didn't lie.

Then why wouldn't he accept me?

This question haunted me, and I couldn't find an answer.

Over the next few days, Michael Liu came to my room every night to drink milk, but he never stayed or did anything else. I began to think that our previous intimate encounter had just been a dream.

One night, after he had finished drinking the milk and was about to leave, I grabbed his hand.

"Michael Liu, wait."

Gathering my courage, I asked, "Do you like me or not?"

"Don't ask so many questions."

Michael Liu frowned. "Go to sleep."

"What do you mean?" I pressed on. "You said you wanted me to be your woman, but why won't you accept me?"

"That was before." He replied indifferently. "You should rest now."

With that, Michael Liu pulled away and left without looking back.

I stood there in shock, feeling as if a part of my heart had been torn out.

Did Michael Liu really not like me?

What should I do now?

I felt a deep sense of frustration as I returned to bed.

No, I needed to ask Michael Liu directly. With this thought in mind, I left my room and headed to his.

I knocked on his door loudly, demanding an answer.

"Michael Liu, tell me the truth! Do you like me or not?"

Michael Liu looked annoyed when he saw me enter his room.

"Who allowed you to come in? Get out!"

"I won't!" I retorted stubbornly. "Not until you tell me whether you like me or not."

"I'm not interested in you." He responded coldly. "Don't be self-deluded anymore."

"But why are you so good to me then?" I asked.

"That's because you provide me with milk every day. If you couldn't produce milk one day, I wouldn't give you a second glance."

His words hit me hard, and I almost stumbled and fell.

After calming down, I find it hard to believe that Michael Liu would suddenly lose interest in me.

I feel that he must be hiding something from me.

I look at the scars on my body and feel heartbroken. Could it be that I was just being overly affectionate?

Michael Liu pushes me out of his room and slams the door shut.

I return to my room and cry myself to sleep.

The next day, I go to work with two black eyes and overhear Ms. Wang gossiping with others.

"Michael Liu is crazy. He just returned and got Johnny Sun fired. He told Peter Dong that if Johnny Sun isn't fired, then he will quit. Peter Dong couldn't possibly fire Michael Liu. He still needs Michael Liu to make big money."

Their conversation fills me with doubt.

Why would Peter Dong, the factory owner, be so wary of Michael Liu, who is just a security guard?

I recall the mysterious small warehouse, Michael Liu escorting goods, and his sudden injury.

I am more puzzled than ever but have no way of finding out the truth.

Since that night, Michael Liu has kept his distance from me.

Every day, after I give him the milk I express, he thanks me politely and then retreats to his room.

Our relationship becomes formal and distant, causing me immense distress.

One day, after washing up, I prepare to go to work and see Samantha Ye return. She is dressed in new clothes and looks glamorous.

She walks past me with a superior air, ignoring me completely.

The other factory girls surround her, praising her beauty and asking about her relationship with Peter Dong.

Samantha Ye boasts about how much better she looks compared to me and how Peter Dong naturally prefers her over me.

My heart feels bitter. Samantha Ye is right.

Michael Liu has changed and no longer cares about me.

Who can I rely on now?

But I do not envy Samantha Ye.

Despite her flashy appearance, I can still see the burn marks on her skin.

Peter Dong is not the kind of person to stay with any woman for long. But that is no longer my concern.

Fortunately, since Michael Liu dealt with Johnny Sun, no one in the factory dares to bully me anymore.

One evening, I go to deliver milk to Michael Liu and find Mr. Zhao in his room.

I overhear them discussing a plan but cannot make out the details.

When they see me, Mr. Zhao warns me to mind my own business before leaving.

Michael Liu takes the milk from me and tells me not to eavesdrop on their conversations again.

His stern demeanor brings me to tears.

All the pent-up emotions overwhelm me, and I cry uncontrollably.

Michael Liu panics and tries to comfort me.

I cling to him and express my frustration at his coldness.

Michael Liu finally hugs me and tells me that I am too pure for this place and should leave as soon as possible.

When I ask why, he avoids my gaze and tells me not to ask too many questions.

I directly confront him about whether he is involved in something shady with Peter Dong.

Michael Liu assures me that he won't do anything bad and insists that I stop eavesdropping on his conversations.