Page 4 of King of Shadows


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"You talked about challenges," I whisper. You like them?

She half smiles, letting me see the perfect smile that she carries, my eyes travel to the slight neckline where her medium-sized breasts are marked, I salivate and accompany the bitter taste of my thoughts with alcohol.

—Challenges are something divine when you know how to take them and set out to fulfill them, they are what keep me alive.

—What was your last challenge?

—It's disgusting and private.

—For me there are no things of that type, my world and everything that involves me is too dark to be surprised by minimal things.

She bites her lips, the throb in my cock expands and I already feel hard. I move my legs a little to be able to hide it.

—I gave my boyfriend a Russian handjob, he said he couldn't do it because he knows I don't like to do that kind of thing by force, it was a sexual challenge, you know.

There are certain words that explode in my head, however, I do not dare to interfere in things that do not concern me.

"Oh, I know," he points to his chest. You have good tits.

—And you have a good cock.

Shit.

I fade the smile, sit upright in the chair and look forward so that my eyes no longer fall on her body and hers on mine. He knows how to look for challenges, he knows how to initiate them, he knows how to manipulate the terrain to achieve a good task.

-Because you are alone? It is common to come with friends.

—Because I came to look for someone who pleases me, I won't cry anymore for an idiot who is only addicted to video games and beers, I won't do any of that —he sighs—. I'm looking for a one night stand.

—I see, it was something that one realizes immediately.

—Well, I don't see anyone here offering me an incredible afternoon.

—The nights are the busiest.

—I don't like spending nights with men, they can be murderers.

The naive smile appears again on my mouth, it has something that catches, something that envelops and that can work and then be discarded.

"Let's go for a challenge, principessa," I murmur. Are you too open or closed?

—Narrow depending on the occasion.

Daughter of a bitch.

I massage my chin so I don't fuck her in this very bar while everyone is watching us.

—I want you to consume a line of this.

I place the cocaine on the bar, arrange it with the card and hand him the rolled bill. I can't make her have feelings, I have to make her forget even my damn name if she ever hears it or if I tell her while she fucks me.

—I don't consume, only alcohol.

—Then you are not a woman of challenges, you are a coward.

—You are a man who only wants to drug me and then use me.

—Isn't that what you were looking for?

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