You two weren't dating, he knew that. But Jing Yuan couldn't help the way his fists would clench ever so slightly when he saw you with another, the way his eyes would narrow and his mind would race.

He was your closest friend, not them.

The general wrapped his arms around your waist in a gentle yet firm manner, pulling you into his chest. As he held you close, he leaned down to whisper in your ear. His breath hot against your skin. "Am I not enough for you, dear?"