That gaze was filled with burning emotions—both affectionate and sorrowful.

Asher looked at the man in front of him, his gaze blurring, before sharpening again.

"Are you new here? How much for a night?" Lost in a drunken daze, Arnold smirked like a cunning fox. His slender fingers traced the sharp contours of Asher's face, stroking gently.

"Handsome, I will give you that... but " Arnold's gaze darkened. "Why do you look so much like someone I hate to death?"

A sharp pang seized Asher's chest, but he seized the moment, wrapping an arm around Arnold's waist. His fingers trembled as he pulled him close.

"I'm a newcomer here. Mr. Larson, would you be kind enough to help me hit my performance target?"

Arnold's fox-like eyes shimmered, unfocused, as he stared up at him.

Asher's eyes reddened, his scorching palm pressed firmly against Arnold's waist. His voice, deep and low, carried a promise.

"I swear, I will not disappoint you."

Down below, Yuri clung to the edge of the stage, eavesdropping on the shameless words spilling from Asher's mouth. A shiver ran down his spine.

Yuri thought, 'Is this still The Matrix that I knew? How unbelievably shameless!'

Asher's intoxicating voice and warm breath cascaded down Arnold's neck, causing a tingling sensation that made the latter tremble.

Arnold's vision wavered. Slowly, he recognized the heartbreakingly familiar face before him.

agony exploded in

was, his body had turned soft, refusing to cooperate. However, the rage in his bloodshot eyes

would not give Arnold another chance to push

in one fluid movement. Gasps of shock rippled through the room as he

he was effortlessly carried as though he

'For Arnold, The Matrix has truly transformed, giving his all without holding

door, he paused suddenly, then spun around, only

head. Just now, he could have sworn

...

Get out... I do not

the back seat of

drunken beauty thrashed, kicking and flailing. Though intoxicated, Arnold was still

enough force that Yuri winced

tender. Every movement was careful, as if terrified of hurting Arnold and causing him the

"Urgh-!"

maybe the sudden stillness, Arnold's

over, vomiting all over his expensive,

unfold live, Yuri

a serious cleanliness obsession. If it were

into his jacket, pulled out a handkerchief, and patiently wiped Arnold's mouth, completely ignoring

It was

to Arnold, despite such

for you to forgive me?" Asher

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