Semua Bab SIN WITH ME FOR JUST ONE NIGHT: Bab 41 - Bab 47

The white light in the study was blinding harsh and clinical flooding every corner of the cold, cavernous room with an unforgiving brightness. It spilled over the polished wooden floor, reflected sharply off the leather-bound books stacked meticulously on heavy shelves, and bounced cruelly against the smooth, gleaming surface of the large desk. I knew my father was waiting for me there, seated in his chair behind that imposing desk, his dark silhouette standing out starkly against the luminous backdrop, like a shadow in a sterile tomb. The wrinkles on his face had deepened with the passage of time, each line carved like a scar of cold indifference, a map of all the years he had hardened himself against softness. But beneath those weathered creases, his cruel heart remained unchanged still as cold and unyielding as the steel in his eyes, unbreakable and merciless.The closer I got to the desk, the colder I felt—not only from the chill that hung in the air, but from the sharp, invisible

The moment Jenny stepped into the Japanese restaurant, her sharp eyes scanning the elegant hall like a hawk, my stomach dropped. She was my colleague from the company — the one person who knew my face better than most, who had sat through endless late-night meetings with me, who had once cried on my shoulder after a brutal performance review. If she spotted me here, dressed like this, with Vladimir’s hand possessively on mine… everything would unravel.I turned my face away sharply, pretending to study a piece of minimalist calligraphy on the wall, but it was too late. Vladimir noticed the tension in my shoulders immediately. His grip tightened, not painfully, but enough to anchor me.“Problem?” he murmured, his breath warm against my ear.“Jenny. Colleague. She can’t see me like this,” I whispered urgently, heart hammering.Vladimir didn’t hesitate. In one fluid motion, he pulled me behind a tall decorative screen made of dark wood and rice paper, the kind that divided the private di

Fuck fuck fuck fuck.I ordered another cold beer, turning away from him. I had to just forget he was there."Hey, got your eyes on a beautiful girl?" Kent asked. "Yeah", I lied to him. Since he was my good friend, he once knew I was gay and it was him who helped me change that and now I didn’t want him to realise I was starting to feel attracted again to a male. So I had to be careful.We was having the time of his life. The exhibition had been a success. Now he was letting go of all that anxiousness he had throughout the day, having fun with his mates."Is she hotter than mine?","Sort of." I said, keeping my reply short but I could feel my jaw clenching as images of Blair dancing with a sweaty pig crept in my mind.Don't look Felix, just forget about him. He can do what he wants. He is even straight."Professor Reynolds!" Oh please for Christ's sake, not again. "I need help!"The voice wasn't Blair's. It was from his friend. Maddox I believed was his name. I couldn't be sure.When I