The glamorous bar was bustling with noise. The deafening music, the haze of cigarette smoke, and the stench of alcohol flooded one's senses.

The place seemed to be steeped in indulgence and depravity.

"Where's Arnold?"

The moment Asher stepped through the door, every ravenous gaze was on him, seemingly bewitched by the sight of him.

"Handsome, are you here alone? Need some company?" A sultry man slid up to Asher, resting a hand lightly on his shoulder, daring to give it a squeeze. "If you're bored, I can keep you entertained!"

Asher's striking features remained cold and forbidding. The bulging veins twisted beneath the skin of his hand.

Yuri pushed through the crowd and spotted Asher, who stood tall and imposing, surrounded by thirsty, promiscuous men.

Terrified, he shouted, "Don't touch him!"

The next second, a loud thud rang through the air.

Like a gunshot fired, the entire crowd recoiled, shrieking as they scrambled to the edges of the room.

Yuri focused his gaze.

firm, immovable as a mountain. Meanwhile, that

Matrix never cared about being

is Arnold?" Asher stepped over the fallen man, heading straight for

His gaze swept past Yuri, then he strode into the crowd, his commanding figure still dazzling even as

churned. He let out a quiet

Arnold was

and even virtuous. Aside from work, he never set foot

ease. Yuri always assumed that meant Asher preferred someone like that—a tender, understanding partner, the kind of person who

now, it seemed that

breathtakingly beautiful face, Arnold was a wild stallion through and through, completely stubborn to the bone. He was the complete opposite

Arnold only because of that

hopelessly in love with Arnold, not just the exterior. He loved Arnold- flaws and all. He especially loved Arnold's

love had already surpassed what he once

dressed in a lavender silk shirt, the buttons undone to reveal his sharp collarbones

burned with greed. "I spotted you the moment I

a cheap, uninspired line, yet it sent Arnold into peals of laughter. He turned his face slightly, revealing the scar on his cheek,

now? Am I still

man froze, eyes locked on the cross-shaped scar. Then, unable to resist, he reached

You are

a stool, then leaped onto

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