Semua Bab Playing with the Enemy: Bab 61 - Bab 70

The next thing I knew, I was blinking up at a fluorescent light.I sat up. I was in a bed, in what looked like a nursing station.I stared at the man in the chair beside me, casually flipping through a golf magazine.He was dressed. White cotton pants and a cream top, all buttoned up and tucked in, looking like a human being.I glanced down at myself. I was in my own clothes, street clothes. Black slacks, red top. Socks on. Shoes… my eyes drifted to the floor, beside the bed.There was no one else in the large, bright room. Not even the nurse.“I think…”I turned to the apparition who was speaking in a neutral tone.“We should stick to private settings,” he droned, his cool gaze holding my wide stare casually. As if he had not just fucked me out of my fucking mind only minutes, or hours, ago.==========Jayden’s POV.The beautiful boy stole my breath away, and I knew I was in trouble.==========

“Leon, tell me seriously, do you think I’m that kid you knew? I mean, take a good look,” I leaned forward, his throat bobbed. My eyes searched his, but I kept my expression neutral.“Do I look like your puppet?” I whispered, as if I was saying something that no other ear should hear, as if we shared a secret.“You were never my puppet, Jade,” he whispered back, his eyes boring into mine, and I almost lost my focus.“I was young then, but I’m better now. I promise you. I won’t make those mistakes. I swear. It wasn’t you, babe, it was me. It was all me. But I’ve grown. Please, Jayden, let me show you.”I stood. The game was over. I couldn’t take anymore.“Thanks for coming, Leon. I’ll get the check. You can pick up the next one.”He stood. Slowly. I didn’t move. I couldn’t risk him grabbing my arm or some shit if I walked away. He had to leave first. I had to get him away from me, right now.“Yeah,” he breathed, his eyes falling to my l

“Office for office. We can have dinner, though.”“No. Not tonight. I don’t think I can manage that.”“Tomorrow then?” I asked, a bit too quickly.He turned at that. I sat back, but kept my feet firmly under my desk.“I…I’ve got the inspections this week,” he said distractedly. “With the technicians on the motion sensors?” he continued slowly, his eyes searching mine.“Ah!” I stood now, but I turned quickly, reaching for my desk phone. Reece picked up immediately. “Call Wei, tell him I need a minute.”“Yes, Sir.”I hung up and picked up my cell phone. I typed a message, still not facing my client. My desk phone rang.“Wèi xiānshēng! Nín hǎo ma? Wǒ xūyào nín bāng gè máng.” Mr. Wei! How are you? I need a favor, I said in Chinese.As I continued my chat, my heat cooled off, and I was able to face my companion, still speaking the language.“Xièxiè. Wǒ hěn gǎnjī. Dāngrán. Qǐng zhàogù hǎo tā.” Thank you. I a

Jayden’s POV.I hopped on a plane to Miami on Wednesday morning and got back Thursday evening. I was indeed being followed, physically and electronically.Leon was busy.From my meeting with him on Saturday, I had already begun to change some of my habits. It was part of why I had made the call to Mr. Wei on my desk phone, not my regular mobile. My office line was hardwired, secure.I had stopped all visits to any clubs or bars that had cloud-based CCTV security. Hotels and restaurants were fine; I knew how to manage my personal business when in public.I had parked Sir Sinclair’s Bentley till further notice, not at my house. I took it to a car storage service before I got in a taxi to the airport.Anything Leon would know about my location would be by my own design.For business transactions, anyone who called my regular phone would get a recorded message, rerouting them to my office number. Once they dialed that, they would be trans

When I finally succumbed to my body’s urges, I couldn’t cum, no matter how many times I used my own hands. Front or back, it didn’t matter. I didn’t like to touch myself, but I had done it anyway, all for nothing.I didn’t want to go out – I didn’t have the time – but more so, I couldn’t imagine anyone else touching me. Not now. Maybe not ever.Then my inspection ended. Yesterday. And after the farewell drinks with Mr. Wei and his team, I was on edge.I couldn’t sleep that night for a whole new reason. I was excited beyond belief to see him; to be in his presence the next day, only for me to walk into his office at nine a.m., Friday morning, to find that he wasn’t there.Why? Why did he suddenly have a meeting outside? He never had any other client’s work on his table in the weeks since my father’s project began.He was messing with me. Avoiding me.Was it because of how I acted on Monday? Now he’s made himself unavailable? When he knew I wo