Chapter 2264

Asher? Was there something about him that Arnold would not know? Each word felt like a blooming poppy, dangerous and alluring, drawing Arnold in with an irresistible temptation. It was because he loved him deeply. Love, after all, was the one weakness people could easily exploit. “How long will it take? I need to get back soon to celebrate my man’s birthday.” Arnold finally gave in, his voice steady but filled with hesitation. “Not long.” The man narrowed his cold eyes, shifted slightly to the side, and, with one hand in his pocket, gestured for Arnold to follow. “We’ll take my car. Let’s go.” ... The black car sped through the winter night, cloaked in darkness, as neon lights flickered past in a blur. In the passenger seat, Arnold held onto the bouquet of white roses, his eyes filled with unease as he stared out the window. Meanwhile, the man driving cast occasional sidelong glances at his passenger, whose face, unnervingly attractive for a man, drew attention effortlessly.