shadow striker

"Yes, that's it, try to stick out your tongue and imitate my movements."

"Looks like you learned how to kiss? Well done. Now, kiss my body."

"Oh no, you're too shallow, think about what I did just now."

In a luxurious hotel room, the lighting was soft and dim, with an indescribable luster related to lust.

The person who said those words was a man with black hair and eyes, a typical central European appearance, but full of an inexplicable aristocratic atmosphere, and a man who inadvertently revealed a sense of mystery and danger.

He looks very young, but he has a charm that is different from ordinary youths, so you can never guess his age.At this time, he was playing with the prey he had just hunted a while ago, and he deliberately found a young and shy looking one, which unexpectedly resembled the little cutie in Turin.

But just when he was about to succeed, and even the expansion movements were almost done, the man suddenly stopped.

The boy under him was looking at him with a kind of bewildered eyes, which seemed... very interesting and possessive.But I don't know why, but when it comes time to eat, the man can no longer arouse any interest.

This is really... too abnormal and too strange.

But the thing that would annoy a lot of men is something that this man finds funny.

Yes, it's just fun.

"Sorry dear Gal, I still feel that I shouldn't have done something like this to a devout Catholic and tempted you to be as guilty as I am."

The expression on this man's face was so sincere when he spoke, his face was so handsome, and when he made a disguise, his demeanor was so pure and beautiful that the lost lamb couldn't doubt every word he said. One sentence, every word.

That's right, this person is the Czech nobleman, Alan.Alan Usayare.

Allen put on his clothes, and put a kiss on the forehead of the prey that had made him lose interest, and left quickly.Of course, when he left, he would remember to pay that little guy an extra two days' rent.

So, now that he has three more hours, how should he arrange it?

Thinking of the person he would have a date with three hours later, Allen finally smiled.

Turin, on the east bank of the Po River.

The home of the owner of Serie A Torino.

"Sir, Mr. Alan Usayare is outside the door, requesting an early meeting."

Hearing the butler's words, Karl, who was talking to his personal bodyguard Lancer, hesitated for a moment, then exchanged glances with Lancer, and said:

"Mr. Usayare, please wait a moment in the living room. I will finish the video conference that is going on now."

Naturally, Carl was not conducting any video conference at this time.It's just that Allen's early visit really made him feel a little surprised and... confused.

"Maybe he didn't have too much premeditation. He just miscalculated the time because of the long distance?"

Lancer asked after thinking about it.But Karl said after a moment of contemplation: "For such a person, even if it is a whim, it cannot be without reason."

However, obviously this is not the first time Carl has dealt with Allen.Even, from the first time he saw that person in his youth, he already had a little understanding of that unrealistically beautiful Czech nobleman.

"Perhaps I can have another cup of tea before I go downstairs to see him?"

"Of course, the kitchen said that a lot of fancy bread was baked today for afternoon tea."

Listening to Lancer's cooperating words, Carl looked into the other's eyes, then smiled slowly, and rang the summoning bell.

The butler of Karl's house brought Allen to the living room and brought him Turin-style fresh milk hot chocolate, as well as fancy bread and some salty snacks that were only made in the kitchen.For example, baked bread topped with seasoned diced tomatoes.

This kind of hospitality is indeed very dedicated, but for the fact that he waited for 10 minutes for the owner of the house, Allen still raised his eyebrows when the Jewish American appeared.

Carl: "Sorry, because my appointment is three hours away."

Allen: "Excuse me, two hours four 10 minutes."

Although it was Carl who spoke first, Allen took the initiative very easily and said: "Because my last date's date abandoned me, so such a person with nowhere to go Poor man can only hope that my next date will kindly take me in."

The Czech paused when he said "the next date", and paid special attention to every expression of the blond young man in front of him.But he caught nothing.

After Carl finished speaking, he took out some documents and handed them to the other party.

"For that oil list we were talking about..."

I have to say that as long as it is work-related, Karl will be extra serious.Perhaps we should say, though, that Karl takes everything seriously.Of course, the Czech in front of him always seems to be careless, and he will be the most reliable business partner when encountering important business.

After Allen reached an agreement with Karl on helping the gang organization he previously worked for on some apparent business, he seemed to inadvertently mentioned the broadcasting rights of this charity match.

"It seems that you gave the medium-sized TV station the right to broadcast this charity match?"

What Allen was talking about, of course, was the TV station owned by Karl himself.Just by reselling the broadcasting rights of the Turin team back and forth through that TV station, Karl has earned a huge fortune that many people can't even imagine.

"If you mean the one I own, then I have to give you an affirmative answer."

I don't think Allen really wants to get an answer from himself on this question at all. After signing a contract, Carl looks at the other party, as if waiting for the other party to ask what he really wants to know.

"Actually, there is a Belarusian weapons company. They are developing a new type of weapon recently, but the research and development funds are a little short. They hope to find a suitable and reliable investor. I don't know... Are you interested?"

Hearing this sentence, Carl gave the answer without thinking: "You have to know that I am just a businessman, and I am not interested in those dangerous things, even if they will have a high return."

As he spoke, Karl looked through those contracts again.The way he looked serious was extraordinarily charming.Allen found that he couldn't control himself not to look at that person's eyebrows, that person's lips.Unable to restrain himself, he let out a very soft "hiss" and took a deep breath.Then, feeling the Swiss man's gaze without any warmth, Alan stood up and walked to Carl's side, looked at Lancer intentionally, and said:

"I heard that Baby Yihuang introduced you to this bodyguard... He was the Pope's most trusted and most powerful Swiss bodyguard before he retired."

"so what?"

Seeing that this man who was always too crazy but concealed himself very well was about to confront his bodyguard and friend, Karl put down the contract in his hand calmly and stood up to block in front of the two.

At that moment, Alan showed a successful smile on his face, and the Czech, who was waiting for this opportunity, grabbed the opponent's chin, licked the opponent's lips fiercely, and kissed him.

That kiss felt extremely dangerous, it was like... wanting to really eat another person.

Although Lancer had noticed before that Allen looked at Carl with extremely...evil eyes.But after serving in the Holy See for too many years, he couldn't imagine that a person would make such a shocking move.He didn't give Alan any more chances, he wrapped his strong arms around his employer, and the moment he turned around, he punched Alan directly.

When Allen made the move that was almost directly provocative to Lancer, he had expected the other party's response, so he was also wary of the other party's behavior when the fierce kiss arrived.But Alan was seriously injured that year and could hardly be saved, and because of this reason, he went home honestly.When he faced Lancer's lingering punch at such a close distance, he was a little embarrassed to avoid it.Not to mention... After Lancer helped Carl get rid of him, he launched a series of attacks.

Seeing the two of them actually fighting in his living room, and every move and style was so fierce, it was full of dangerous feeling.Carl could hardly maintain the usual gentle expression on his face. After Lanser elbowed Alan's face, Carl finally said loudly:

"Enough! Stop it for me!"

Hearing his words, Lancer stopped, but Alan didn't. It's not what he would do if he suffered a loss and didn't come back.He didn't care even if he looked mean, so he smiled and slammed his forehead into the other's face after Lancer stopped.When Karl walked over, he could almost hear the impact, and the expression on his face became extremely cold.

"In fact, I have wanted to compete with the most powerful bodyguard of the Holy See for a long time."

He didn't show even the slightest bit of embarrassment and indignation because of the kiss just now. Carl's feeling at the moment...is like when he grabbed dry ice.So cold, yet so burning.

Karl set his sights on Allen.I have to say that this person does have a very good appearance. Even with the scars on his face, he is beautiful enough, and even...adds a strange beauty to the ordinary beauty.It's so beautiful... It's soul-stirring.

When Karl saw Alan's faint hickey under the cover of his shirt collar, Karl smiled softly, but when Alan also smiled, he was hit with an uppercut jaw.To his surprise, the person who swung this round... was Carl.

"I think those days in Eastern Europe may have made you forget how to correctly judge which ones are your playthings. And which ones can only be your partners. I hope that I just signed a major cooperation The person responsible for the project is an adult who can have at least a minimum of judgment."

With that said, Carl sorted out the documents and contracts on the table, and took Lancer away quickly.

He didn't pay attention to that man who didn't know when he would go crazy again, with a bloody and dark past, but went upstairs with his personal bodyguard.And when going upstairs, notify the person who is in charge of tidying up the room, maintaining the house and some sundries here, and ask them to bring a set of tools and ointment for trauma treatment.

Let Lancer sit on the chair in his study, Carl personally dipped some hydrogen peroxide with a cotton swab, and said before leaning over: "It's hydrogen peroxide."

The Swiss nodded, and was about to take the cotton swab from Carl.But Karl didn't give it to him, but he was smashed for the other party.Hydrogen peroxide will hurt a little when it touches a fresh wound, but the Swiss doesn't seem to feel that at all.Just focus on the person in front of you.

"The breath on that person is very evil."

Carl laughed softly when he heard this, so Lancer continued: "He has killed people."

Lancer stared closely at the young man with blond hair and blue eyes and gentle temperament: "It's hard for me to see what this person will do next. Even if the next step is only in the next second. He is very dangerous."

"I understand that I won't be in constant contact with him."

As he said that, Carl turned around and took out a box of ointment for trauma. First, he carefully wiped his hands with an alcohol towel, and then took some with the pulp of his ring finger, and applied it to the other party's wound.

At that moment, Lancer reached out and touched the place where Carl was kissed by Allen just now.He touched it gently at first, and then...he wrapped his arms around Carl's waist, and slowly climbed to Carl's back as if stroking.

"Say yes."

"Can……?"

Carl seemed to still not understand the meaning of the say yes, and repeated it with a smile and doubts in his tone.But at that moment, Lancer effortlessly tore off his shirt and hugged him to the desk. He kissed the other party's lips tenderly but eagerly and longingly, and used his palm to feel the feeling of belonging to the other party. The warmth of the skin, but I can't feel enough to take off my clothes, just clinging to the other party, and spread those kisses to the blond young man's neck, collarbone, and even... more ambiguous places...