Chapter 5: I'm Trying, I Really Am

Henry's POV.

"Henry, I can't breathe," she says in a sweet voice, her breath hot against my ear.

Damn, she's hot, and she knows it.

I used to see women as annoying creatures, with some of them possibly being spies that my enemies installed to assassinate me or gather secret information. In short, women came with risks. But today, what's wrong with me? What did she do to me? I respect her this time and never want to hurt her.

I take a deep breath and try to focus on the present moment. I don't want to ruin this moment by letting my past habits take over. I feel her body pressed against mine and the warmth of her breath on my neck.

I pull away slightly and look into her eyes. "Can I...?" I ask, my voice is soft and gentle.

She nods and smiles, and I feel a surge of warmth in my chest. I want to protect her, to make her feel safe and loved. But I also know that I need to be honest with myself and with her.

"I just want you to know that I really care about you," I say, my voice low and serious. "I don't want this to be just about sex." I smooth her hair and look at her beautiful face carefully.

She looks at me, her eyes wide with surprise and a hint of fear. I sense her hesitation, her uncertainty. But I also know that I can't force her to feel the same way.

"I understand if you don't feel the same way," I continue, my voice gentle. "But I needed to tell you how I feel. I don't want to hide my emotions anymore."

She takes a deep breath and looks at me, her eyes softening. "I care about you too, Henry," she says, her voice barely above a whisper. "But I should take a shower first."

She giggles mischievously and stands up, "Can I borrow your shirt?"

I smile, feeling a rush of relief and happiness. "Really, Sarah?" I ask, feeling a bit incredulous.

She nods, her smile widening.

I get closer to her and kiss her forehead, snapping my fingers. "Jack, bring me a dress for her."

As she takes a dress, her eyes widen, and I can't help but smile at the thought of her in a spicy dress.

"What're you thinking?" a guy's voice startles me from behind.

I have never been so caught off guard in my life. Damn it, true love is a fatal weakness. I turn around to see the man smiling at me.

"Daniel? What brings you here at this time? It's 2:00 AM, you know," I ask.

"What are you doing here at 2:00 AM, Daniel?" I ask.

Daniel is my mentor in the investment business and, of course, my right-hand man in my position as a boss in the mafia world.

He exudes a confident and commanding presence with his neatly groomed face and facial hair. His sharp eyes are unwavering as he speaks. "I heard you brought a girl into our house, Henry. Remember, your identity is far from normal."

His words hit me hard, reminding me that my dangerous identity could put Sarah in jeopardy. I have numerous enemies seeking revenge, trying to bring me down, or wanting to put me in jail.

"I know what to do, Daniel. Don't worry.”

"Alright, Henry. Get some rest. You have a lot of work waiting for you tomorrow," Daniel says, patting me on the shoulder.

I nod and make my way up the stairs to my room. The servants open the double doors, and I find Sarah sleeping on my supper king-size bed. I can't help but feel my heart melt as I touch her cheek and admire her black hair cascading over the pillow and her smooth skin.

"I'm trying, I really am," I say defensively. "But it's not easy for me."

There are moments of hope, and moments of connection, but they're always followed by moments of doubt and fear. I look at her tenderly and kiss her soft lips once again before letting her go.

As my arousal becomes too much to bear, I unzip my trousers to help me easy to breathe. I get into the restroom and turn on the shower, playing some Linkin Park while I close my eyes and think about Sarah lying on my bed. 

My brain starts to move into an illusion world where Sarah kneels down in front of the still-running shower. She strikes my cock, two balls then smooths her wet mouth over my dick. Her jet-black hair gets wet, and she is completely naked. As she sucks my dick, touching her throat, and pulls it out before licking my head dick, I squeeze her plump breasts and tighten her nipples. She then kicks her tongue over my balls and licks the veins under my cock, making me whimper with delight.

After everything has been done, I open my eyes, come back to the real world, and turn off the shower. I wipe my body on the towel and grab the walkie-talkie.

"Jack," I call out to my butler.

"Yes, master," he responds.

"Prepare a new room for me."

"Yes, master."

After drying my hair, I leave my room and enter the new one, leaning back on the bed and looking up at the ceiling. 

"Calm down, you little pervert," I scold myself as I realize I overslept.

The next morning, the sound of my phone ringing forced me to wake up. I grab it from the nightstand with my eyes close.

"Hey," I answer, my voice groggy with sleep.

"Henry, I need you to come to the office right away," Daniel says urgently. "There's been a problem."

My heart sinks as I realize that something must have gone wrong. I quickly get dressed and make my way to the office.

When I arrive, I see Daniel pacing back and forth in his office. He looks up as I enter, and his face is grim.

"What happened?" I ask, my voice tense.

"We've been compromised," Daniel says, his voice low. "One of the documents about the Green Tree company was stolen."

I feel a knot form in my stomach as I realize the gravity of the situation. Green Tree is fresh meat that I've waited to prey on for a long. And if I can't eat my meat, I will be a dumbass ever. I have never failed to hunt and I do not allow anyone to take the prey that I have patiently stalked and ensnared.

"What are our options?" I ask, my mind racing.

"MF won the contract with Green Tree yesterday. We could make a better offer, but that's risky too."

I take a deep breath and try to think. There has to be a way out of this.

"We should find out who the betrayer is first," I suggest, my voice low.