With you again

Chapter 2

I'm bored so here's the next chapter hope you enjoy it!

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Even though a staggering sum of money, 15 million baht, hung in the balance, an unexpected apathy toward the prospect of losing it all consumed me. It was as if my financial wealth had reached a point where the figures lost their meaning, mere digits that failed to elicit the usual anxiety. I smirked inwardly, realizing that I could burn through that amount in a single extravagant hour without batting an eye. Such was the peculiar state of my life.

My attention was fixated on the arena below, where the Phoenix and Poison engaged in a mesmerizing display of combat prowess. The Phoenix, a living embodiment of agility and finesse, gracefully dodged every strike Poison unleashed, as if they were dancing to a secret rhythm only they could hear. Each movement of their bodies was a masterful stroke of artistry, a testament to their unparalleled skill. The blows they delivered were swift and precise, landing with a symphony of thuds all over Poison's body.

From my vantage point high above the arena, I could see a sly smirk playing at the corner of the Phoenix's lips. It was a seductive expression, one that stirred desires within me that I hadn't acknowledged in some time. The allure of this enigmatic fighter was undeniable, and I found myself fantasizing about more than just their victory. I wanted to possess them, to claim them in a way that transcended the bounds of the ring, to unleash a passion that burned as fiercely as the Phoenix's martial prowess.

As the match unfolded, I became so entranced by the spectacle before me that the world around us faded into the background. Time seemed to stand still as I fixated on every graceful move, every tantalizing smirk, every bead of sweat that glistened on the fighters' bodies. It was a trance from which I had no desire to awaken.

Ultimately, the match reached its climax, with Poison defeated and sprawled on the ground, utterly vanquished. Astonishingly, not a single scratch marred the Phoenix's body. It was a testament to their unrivaled skill and dominance in the ring. The crowd erupted in thunderous applause, but for me, the moment held a significance that transcended the applause. It was a realization that, in this world of intense combat and fervent desire, I had found something that had long been missing from my life.

"Seems like you won," Don seethed out, his voice dripping with frustration and a hint of resentment.

I leaned back in my chair, the corners of my lips curling into a self-assured smile. "I did," I replied simply, savoring the taste of victory.

Don's face darkened further, and he clenched his fists on the table, clearly not pleased with the outcome. "I will transfer the money later," he grumbled, "but for now, I have business to attend to."

Silence hung in the air like a thick fog between us. There was so much left unsaid, so many underlying tensions and rivalries that had simmered beneath the surface for years. In the world we inhabited, words often carried more weight than actions, and this seemingly casual exchange masked a deeper power struggle.

A few days later, I found myself driving home from a high-stakes meeting, my mind still clouded with thoughts of The Phoenix. The enigmatic fighter had left an indelible mark on my thoughts, and I couldn't help but replay their every move in my mind. It was an obsession that I couldn't quite shake.

As I navigated the bustling streets of Bangkok, I began to sense a nagging unease, a feeling that I was not alone. Glancing in the rearview mirror, I confirmed my suspicion—a black car was tailing me. The realization hit me like a cold shower, and I cursed under my breath.