The Game

Chapter iv

WARNING:
Spicy chapter ahead...
Smut involved.
Don't forget to look at the photos :)
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SONG:

LIKE U- Rosenfeld

Liana POV:

Okay. You got this. Calm down. For shit sakes, the tension in here is unbearable. I already woke up wet enough, he is not helping the situation at all. Okay, let's just get this session done and over with.

God, how is he so sexy, it's a simple action he is doing. But those eyes, they can't be anymore ... sinful. They're so god damn mysterious too.  He is most definitely hiding something. I can just see it.

"Mr King, if I could ask, do you take any medication for your illness?" I enquire, breaking this staring contest of ours.

He stares at me for one more moment, thinking carefully before answering. "No, I do not." He pauses. "Why do you perceive it as an illness, Miss Nel?" He asks overly calmly, confidently. I am a little surprised at his question. Even though it's not like I cannot respond to it.

"It's not about how I perceive it Mr King." I answer a little bit too quickly, trying to avoid my real answers about it. "And honestly I ask this question as it's in my notes for first appointments with new clients." Shit, he is looking at me skeptically, what do I do? He can't guess it, it's not obvious, so he wouldn't ever know, right?

He doesn't know Liana. Chill out. You are acting suspicious which opens you up to him questioning. We don't want that.
Latvia rolls her eyes at me. I don't know how to answer this. Should I tell the truth?
I quickly change my face so he doesn't notice my change of emotion.

"Mm, so then how do you personally perceive it?" He asks, his demeanor changing to one of interest. He leans forward and puts his elbows on his knees, my eyes following his action. Through the sweatpants that he is wearing, I could tell that he is massive.

I can just imagine what it would feel like inside of me... how hard he could thrust his massive di-STOP! Get your head out of the gutter. I quickly shake my head to stop the dirty thoughts. Come on, you are never like this. It is the first fricking time you are even interacting with him. What the fuck man. It is probably because I need to take my medication. I can't lose my control. I am too close to losing it and letting Latvia take control. I cannot have that.

Oh come on, it would be fun Liana!! I bring out the best side of you. Please let me out. Pretty please Liana...

No, fuck off Latvia.
Well, it's too late, I am too close to take over for you to tell me to back off. Besides, we would actually get somewhere.

She is right, she is too close. I NEED to take my pill now, I can't ever show the real me. No matter what.

I quickly grab my little clear pill bottle out of my bag and take a pill with water. I turn back to Mr King. He is looking at me with a lot more interest and expectancy. What does he want? An explanation? Hell no.

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Christopher POV:

Well this is surprising. I knew it, I could tell she was hiding it the minute she sat down. Fuck, I'm such a genius. But why is she doing that?
My point exactly, Damien.

"What is that?" I ask Liana in an invested tone. (Yes, I know her name, I just had to read up on her, but I didn't know what she looked like, there was no picture.)
"N-nothing... it was just my headache tablets" she stated, fidgeting with her fingers.

I smell bullshit. We both know that pill bottle from experience, it is the most famous for people like us, WORLDWIDE. Damien smirks. I smirk at Liana, keeping an intense gaze on her, causing her to bite her lip. Holy fuck... my eyes are caught to where here teeth are clamping down on her bottom lip, the simple action of hers turning me on instantaneously.