All Chapters of Save Me, Mister: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

*LEONARDO*I was on the street for many days.And honestly, I preferred it to that house.Out here, there was no Julius. At night, I slept in an alley between two buildings where the wind cut less sharply.That was where I met the cat.She was small and thin, with careful eyes, and the alley seemed to be her resting place the same way it had become mine.At first, she kept her distance, but I found myself talking to her all the time… for hours sometimes.It was ridiculous. She could not understand a word. But speaking out loud gave me a kind of comfort I had not had in a long time. It made the dark feel less empty.She didn’t seem interested in my endless rants, though. Still, day by day she came closer. Eventually we slept side by side for warmth. We searched through garbage cans together. We walked the same short routes and came back to the same patch of ground. I did not know how long I lived like that. It was hard. Cold. Uncertain. But it was better than the mansi

*LEONARDO* “I received word that Jamin’s currently hospitalized,” Gary said carefully, setting a few files on the couch beside me.My fingers froze on the laptop keys. I was in my suite in Japan. Since arriving, I had worked without pause so there would be no room left for anything else. I swallowed. “What… happened to him?” “Felix spoke with the doctor in charge. He said Jamin had been drinking heavily. He’s not in good shape… malnourished, inflammation from…” “Is it critical?”Jamin doesn’t drink.What have I done to him? “Medication can help, but…” “Who asked you to follow him?” I snapped, hating the sudden urge to abandon everything and fly back immediately. Gary blinked. “I…” “Don’t test me. I’m warning you.” He gave a short nod and left the suite. I sat there staring at the screen without seeing it.I did the right thing.He would move on soon. *And now, when I think about my future, you’re there.* His words slid ba

*LEONARDO* The music was low, the kind that made everything feel slower than real life. Jamin’s hand fit in mine like it had always belonged there. My other hand rested at the small of his back, feeling the warmth of him through his shirt as we moved in small, lazy turns. He kept smiling up at me, the way he did when he was happy and a little mischievous about it. “You’re stepping on my foot,” he said. “I am not.” “You are. Mister, that was definitely my foot.” I looked down, then back at his face. “If I was, you’d still be smiling like that?” “Maybe I like dancing with you even when you do it wrong.” “I don’t do it wrong.” He laughed, bright and unrestrained, and dropped his forehead against my chest for a second before tipping his chin up again. “I love dancing with you.” The words landed soft and certain. I tightened my hold on him without meaning to. He swayed closer, arms sliding up around my neck now, body fully a

*LEONARDO* “I swore I wouldn’t come here again,” I heard the door opening, followed by footsteps.It was Vance. “But Betsy keeps calling me. You’re making that woman worry herself sick. Aren’t you a little old for this?”I did not answer. He looked at the clothes still tangled around me on the bed, and his voice dropped. “Wrapping yourself in his clothes isn’t going to solve anything.” He sat on the edge of the mattress. “I can’t smell him anymore, Vance,” I murmured. For a second, he just watched me. Then the frustration came back, sharper. “Will you stop torturing yourself like this? Listen to me for once. I’m begging you.” He leaned forward. “Out of all the noise in your head, what do you feel more than anything?”The answer required no thought. “I want to see him.” “Then go see him. Well, if he wants to see you, that is.” I pulled the shirt away from my nose. “He… wouldn’t want that, would he?” “Considering you bro

*LEONARDO* “You never gave a fuck about me,” I reminded. Luca gasped. “I knew it! You… you acted so loyal, so obedient. You made me put my faith in you, put you in charge. But this was always some grand revenge plan, wasn’t it? Look, I know I may have done things you didn’t like, but they were all for…” “I never had a grand revenge plan against you,” I said. “That story exists more in your head than mine. I simply can’t stand the sight of you. You’re already living with the consequences of your own choices, and frankly, I don’t have time for you.” “This still doesn’t make any sense! You fought for years to reach this level. Why give it up?!” “I want to try being a little more ordinary.” “What does that even mean?!” “It means I want to chase only meaningful things from now on.” He stared at me like I had started speaking another language. “It’s as if you’re speaking in riddles. How is being CEO of King Group not meaningful?” “I’ve spent