Chapter 130 - Blood runs thicker than water? (PG WARNING)

On an island somewhere deep within the Pacific, Shao Moshi walked into a big bungalow by the water. 

He was faced with a woman's back. She was standing on the balcony facing the ocean, salty water spraying gently on to her face. Her jet black hair was flying in the wind. 

Her body was just as Shao remembered it. Tall, graceful and voluptuous. This woman was his one chink. She was the only thing he cared about. 

"Kira" he called out to her softly. 

As if awoken from a dream, the woman turned around abruptly when she heard his voice. 

"You're here! Finally!" she exclaimed, her voice shaky and her eyes brimming with tears. 

Her face was was sharp, her eyes like almonds and her lips full. The sun had tanned her soft skin and she looked alluring. Her tiny dress barely covered her curves. She was wearing a skimpy biking underneath and her black hair was breeze dried after a morning swim. 

Shao could hardly control himself. He was seeing his beloved wife after almost 5 years of imprisonment under his bastard, kid brother. 

She ran ran towards him jumping into his embrace, wrapping her legs tightly around him. 

As Kira began to kiss his lips fervently he mumbled broken words in between. 

"I...missed you...so much" 

She didn't need to say anything to prove she missed him just as much if not more. 

He couldn't bear it anymore. Ripping her little dress off to shreds, he threw her down on the sofa in the room, admiring her b.r.e.a.s.ts spilling out of her small bikini.  

"Can't you restrain yourself for even a moment, yu beast" Kira mumbled demurely, chiding her husband for not giving her a moment to breathe. 

"When have I ever been able to restrain myself around you?" He answered her playfully. Then he ripped her already half undone clothes and admired her s.e.xy body in front of him.

He first ate her with his eyes and then enjoyed her whole when he could hold back no longer. Her m.o.a.ns and trembles helped him release all the pent-up desire he had locked up in the center of his body where his hardest part lied. 

He was only finished with her at nightfall. Kira lay sprawled alluringly on their bed, her body full of red marks turning blue. 

She admired her husband's well maintained physique as he walked into the bathroom to wash up. Even in his late thirties he was chiseled and strong. She had missed his muscular arms trapping her and holding her down as he used her body to pleasure himself. Just her amorous thoughts were making her wet again. 

She shook her head, slapping herself lightly. They'd had their fill, made up for 5 years apart the whole day — even though it was never enough. Now they had a score to settle. 

Shao walked out of the bathroom as she was putting on a tight fitting black tank top and cargo pants. She attached a holster to her curvy h.i.p.s. Opening a drawer, she pulled out a semi automatic 9mm weapon, loaded it and fastened it to her holster. She ran her hands through her hair and tied it up in a high ponytail. 

Shao let out a low whistle in appreciation of his wife. 

Kira rolled her eyes at him. 

"Grow up Mr. Moshi. Old men like you shouldn't go around cat calling women!" she chided him, mockingly. 

Shao raises his eyebrows and feigned hurt at his wife's taunts. 

"Is that how you welcome your most beloved husband home after five years?" 

Kira laughed and walked up to him, throwing her arms around his neck. She didn't need to stand on her toes even though Shao was very tall and well built. 

Kira came from a very influential background too. The blood running in her veins wasn't ordinary. She was tall and beautiful, but also a legendary fighter. 

"My husband always knew what he signed up for when he married me" she retorted at Shao. 

He pecked her nose and shot her a disarming smile. 

"That's true. I knew very well, and married you just because of it. You're a rare woman, Kira Lim." 

Kira was the only child of a branch of the Lim clan. This branch was known as the muscle of the Lim clan. They provided training and weapons to all the Lim fighters and bodyguards. 

It was because of her external support that he had been able to successfully escape from the Moshi Corporation bas.e.m.e.nt. The security and surveillance his tiresome little brother employed were no joke! 

But his backing was no less. Kira's parents had passed away when she was a young girl and she was a fierce and determined leader with endless resources and a strong network. 

Kira smirked. Of course she was rare. She owned and commanded almost a small army of her own. 

"I hear from some little birdies that your brother got himself a pretty, young wife?" 

Shao's eyes widened in surprise as he began to laugh eerily. 

"Well well well! I didn't think he'd leave himself so well exposed over the years! With the mole your cousin has installed, I doubt Shen will have the time to cover all fronts." 

Kira scoffed. 

"Your brother and my cousin can keep playing their games. We have bigger plans." 

Shao edged closer to his powerful wife, looping his strong arms around her waist and resting his chin on her shoulder. 

"Oh yes, we do. Neither one of them will see us coming."

As the couple walked out of the beach bungalow, an armored helicopter descended in front of them. 

Shao grinned to himself. He was itching to go. But this time, he would have to exercise more patience. He wouldn't be defeated so easily. 

They had put in 5 years of intense planning. He had struggled to work through the torture and imrpisonment at the very offices his father built. The humiliation he suffered at the hands of that little brat would be paid back in full. 

As they entered the heli, Kira had just one instruction. 

"Head to the base camp"