Chapter 535 - Anthony and Little Seven 12 - Sentimental Anthony (2/2)

Anthony squinted dangerously.

Little Jue, what the f*** are you doing?

Mo Ye returned to his room and changed the battery in his cell phone before turning it on. He then approached the bathroom.

Just as he turned on his phone, his phone displayed tens of missed calls that were almost from the same person. Mo Jue’s missed call was one of the few, and the same person left the voice messages in his email. Mo Ye frowned and called back.

“Big Boss, you are finally alive. Thank goodness, I was panicking like heck and miss…”

“Cut the c.r.a.p. What happened?” Mo Ye flatly asked as he had a bad omen.

“Big Boss, Miss Meng came over and is staying in a nearby restaurant. She seems to be finding ways to get people to clear the mountain pa.s.s. I must say, B, whatever the heck is wrong with you to turn off your cell phone for days? If I were unable to contact you in the event of an emergency, Second Boss will murder me” he replied in a flurry.

“How the f*** did she know I’m here?” Mo Ye looked down. That Meng Lianying sure had the gall to look for him. Since he did not have time to pick on her, she ought to run as far as she could.

“How the h.e.l.l do I know? If I have to point a finger to somebody, it’s the Second Boss who said it, not me.” Birmingham immediately sold out Mo Jue while Mo Ye harrumphed and ignored Birmingham’s tirade. Mo Jue would never reveal his traces.

Figuring out how she learned of his traces was to no avail, and Mo Ye pondered for a moment. “Delay her.”

“Big Boss, I’m afraid we have some difficulties here.” Birmingham sounded a little more unconfident. Mo Ye had a bad omen and barked, “What happened?”

“Miss Meng’s henchmen have gotten down to clearing the mountain path since the morning. Big Boss…” Birmingham knew that Mo Ye had flown into a rage and deliberately dragged the term Big Boss whilst sounding like he was on the verge of tears and throwing a tantrum.

Somebody else on the receiving end of this man’s voice would have felt chills running down his back. To Mo Ye, it was business as usual.

“Birmingham, you’re a spineless person. Why didn’t you stop her?” Mo Ye flew into a rage but did not roar as he was afraid Eleven would hear him. If Mo Ye did fly into a rage, Birmingham’s eardrums would be the first to go.

“Big Boss…” Birmingham wailed and pounded his head as she shouted shrilly, “Big Boss, you need to know that we are on Russian territory. It isn’t our territory… People have parents, spouses, and children to take care of, and they don’t want to die. Wow, Big Boss, you must trust my loyalty and not dock my pay. Second boss has finally agreed to increase my pay, and all that inflation and stagnant wages are making things difficult. Please empathize with us oh Big Boss…”

“You’re really a…” Mo Ye was at a loss to cry or laugh. Birmingham, however, spoke extremely quickly, and he was thankfully used to Birmingham’s style of speaking. If Birmingham dared to speak to Mo Jue in the same manner, Mo Jue would have hung up on him and not entertained his dribble.

“When will they be able to clear the path?”

“About two hours.” Birmingham sounded much more serious when it came to proper business.

“Did she rejoin the Russian Operative Organization?”

“We’ve yet to confirm specifics. We only learned that she talked to a man along the beach for a long time and then came here. Chances are said man revealed your traces,” Birmingham reported. “Miss Meng initially wanted professionals to clear the mountain path, and you know how I’ve made arrangements so that no workers in the area would end up under her beck and call. She hence had another group of men over, and they – based on the situation – should be trained agents. Even if she did not rejoin the Operative Organization, she must have made some deal.”

“I know,” Mo Ye had a malicious and insidious look as his veins throbbed while he gripped his cell phone.

Birmingham knew that Big Boss Mo was in a rage and did not act excessively presumptuously. He was not too certain about what transpired between Meng Lianying and Big Boss Mo except Big Boss Mo instructing him to closely monitor Meng Lianying’s traces before he disappeared. Big Boss Mo guessed that Meng Lianying would locate where he was, and hence instructed Birmingham to stop her. Birmingham, however, did not know what happened between them since Meng Lianying was a.s.sociated with Big Boss Mo, and Big Boss Mo turning off his cell phone for days meant that he was unable to ask Big Boss Mo what was going on. Given the situation at hand, he had no choice but to quietly observe how the situation evolved.

He really ought not to be blamed.

While he sounded as though he was slightly joking, he was however as serious too. Since Meng Lianying had mobilized her forces, he had to evacuate and not needlessly sacrifice himself. Since they were on somebody’s turf, they knew that their strength (relative to their opponents’) and ought not to go against them toe-to-toe.

“Big Boss, what do we do now?” Birmingham spoke after guessing that Big Boss had enough time to ponder.

Mo Ye grunted. He could not allow Meng Lianying to go up the mountain as she would meet Eleven. Eleven would learn his actual ident.i.ty. While he was not afraid of Eleven knowing his actual ident.i.ty, he actually missed these days very much. Secondly, he ought to confess his actual ident.i.ty to Eleven then have Meng Lianying encounter her. If that happened, Eleven’s thoughts would run wild and imagine some conspiracy that he could not quite refute.

He took much effort to draw close to her again and would definitely not allow what happened five years ago to repeat itself. Meng Lianying would definitely not have her way this time. Big Boss Mo’s anger flared up and took much effort to suppress the anger in his heart.

“I’ll meet her at the foot of the mountain.”

“By yourself? Big Boss, do not blame me for not reminding you that you are no match against everybody who’s on her side. Shall I have people lay in ambush in the area lest things become hot?”

“That won’t be necessary.” Mo Ye turned down the offer.

“I know that Big Boss is capable as heck and moves mountains without the need for protection. While you may be fearless about dying, I am b.l.o.o.d.y afraid of dying out here. If you bleed, Second Boss will outright murder me. Big Boss, please take mercy on my loyalty and concern for you.”

“Don’t be startled. Do not take any action until I’ve given the code to go ahead.”

“Roger that. Big Boss is wise,” Birmingham flattered Birmingham in satisfaction.

Mo Ye ended the call and looked at his wrist.w.a.tch. Since it was still early, he should still have time to prepare dinner. Mo Ye knocked on Eleven’s door and opened it to see her lying down whilst looking at Mrs. Kurt’s photo alb.u.ms. Mrs. Kurt had many photo alb.u.ms, and the elderly couple had been to many places and took many beautiful scenery photos that they kept.

“How come you’re still awake?”

“I lied down and wasn’t tired.” Eleven smiled as Mo Ye took off his shoes. Eleven stared at Mo Ye and said, “What are you doing?”

“Accompanying my girlfriend,” Mo Ye replied certainly and snuggled into Eleven’s bed despite Eleven’s opposition and hugged her. He enjoyed the ecstatic feeling of being in her warmth.

“Anthony, please do not go overboard or I’ll wallop you.”

“Am I overboard?” Mo Ye looked at her innocently. “I was afraid that you are bored. Won’t it be nice if two people are looking at them together?”

Eleven gritted her teeth while Mo Ye kissed her cheek. He hugged her whilst she flipped the photo alb.u.m and leaned against his warm chest. Their limbs tangled together in as compromising a pose as it could get since she was sitting on his legs. Eleven squirmed about in slight embarra.s.sment whilst Mo Ye quickly steadied her body and whispered into her ear, “Little Seven, please do not anyhow move when a man hugs you like this. If you do, he will a.s.sume that you are hinting him to take it further.”

Eleven felt her face warm up and she felt that her brains were about to burn up. Her ears were utterly red as she felt a seeming threat loom in his lower half. Eleven’s neck was red and she did not dare to anyhow move and simply rest contently in his embrace.

Mo Ye gently smiled. He saw her reddened ears from the side. Her pink neck seemed somewhat cute and he could not help suck at and gently tingle her earlobes. Eleven felt her body become jelly and drop the thick photo alb.u.m on the blanket. She shuddered and felt her strength utterly sapped by an insane feeling that turned her into a mush that he wantonly caressed. She was shuddering to the point she was no longer herself…

“Er… Anthony…” She could not help but gently moan and harshly cut herself off while she tried to push him away from her to no avail. She was even more terrified when she realized that she sounded so… alluring.

As his member stiffened, Eleven clearly felt his stiffness push between her legs and panicked. She wanted to spread her legs to run, or take things into her hands and mercilessly slash away at it.

When it came to matters of l.u.s.t, she was nothing short of new and could not handle it.

Mo Ye wrapped his hands around her waist and forcefully drew her into his embrace. He, in the spur of the moment, almost called out her real name. Eleven, Eleven…

“Anthony, don’t…” Eleven resisted him but she felt her head being turned around and their lips locked. He kissed her so intensely that he could not allow her to resist while his hands naughtily roamed in her s.h.i.+rt.

As his ice-cold hands came into contact with Eleven’s warm skin, she felt waves of paralysis come over her as she tried squirming to avoid him to no avail. She ended up squirming into his embrace while he greedily lapped at her sweetness. As his hands kneaded her tender bosoms outside of her bra, he could not resist the temptation and undone her bra. He directly fondled and caressed her smooth mounds.

He was not an intensely pa.s.sionate person and, because of his ident.i.ty, rarely had women around him as he could not trust anybody, let alone bed them. Mo Ye and Mo Jue received similar levels of education since young and were innocent people with few desires. He, however, was not as ridiculous as Mo Jue and had a woman or two in his youth. He later developed feelings for Eleven and could not resist trying to hug her, kiss her, and take her for himself in that little black hut. It was then that he learned of his carnal desires. After he mistook Meng Lianling for Eleven, Meng Lianling did not give him the same feeling that Eleven did. The immense poison in Meng Lianling would have harmed him if it combined with his body, and one wonders who would have poisoned Meng Lianling with such a vicious poison. Meng Lianling knew, and she did honestly tell him.

He did not quite feel anything back then and did not place any particular significance on the incident. If he didn’t have it, so be it. It wasn’t until several years later that he relieved himself if he could not resist his urges.

Since Meng Lianying could not fulfill Mo Ye’s s.e.xual needs, he – out of his affection for her – was not s.e.xually unfaithful.

Did he really love Meng Lianying? He actually didn’t. The simplest proof of that was his lack of s.e.xual desire towards her. He hoped to cure her so that she would be ok and live well.

He had always told himself that he loved her the most. How much more wrong could he be?

He, however, felt differently about Eleven. Whether five years ago or now, he was always attracted to her. Whenever he hugged her, his thoughts would wander and think of kissing her, hugging her, and wanting her for himself. His desire to take her was so intense and furious that he had to suppress them with his dear life.

Before he knew of her, he had such feelings when he was in City A. It was exactly this reason that he was afraid of betraying Meng Lianling and his promise towards her.

He had struggled to whether he ought to use her to save Meng Lianying, but eventually opted to. He only wanted to save Meng Lianying and fulfill his promise to her back then. As she saved him, he owed his life to her.

Even if he did not fall in love with the person who saved him back then, he would be as ruthless when she encountered a tough spot so as for her to fully recover. They had been through one tribulation too many, and any additional trials were trivial.

Little did he expect to get the person wrong.

Once he knew the truth, all of Eleven’s words were seared into his heart. To meet her using the pseudonym of “Anthony” required him to immensely keep himself in check just so he could talk to her normally.

Such evasion and promises gave her an indelible nightmare.

“Anthony, stop,” Eleven’s voice interrupted his memories. Mo Ye looked at her deeply with a gaze that had a few hints of persistence and hurt that tore at her heart.

“Little Seven, do you really dislike me touching you?”

“I’m not used to it,” Eleven was extremely embarra.s.sed as he had not removed his hands from her bosom when he asked. It felt so… embarra.s.sing that she felt her face become warmer.

“Since that’s the case, start getting used to it from today,” Mo Ye quietly said as he kissed Eleven’s ear lobes. Eleven felt herself shudder, and he smiled. This innocent la.s.s responded in a clear manner, and that was her erogenous spot that left her powerless to resist.

If she really wanted to have her for himself… He thought about it every night. When he saw her smile, he was especially excited. Now that she officially belonged to him, he would not give up his right to have his way with her. As Eleven’s coat was loose, she suddenly recalled her body when he tugged at her coat. Eleven suddenly gained the strength and wore her coat on.

“Anthony, stop horsing around,” her face was slightly less warm. She did not want him to see her messed up body, let alone the many needle punctures in her arm…

She did not want anybody to see them.

“What’s happened?” While she was clearly lost in the throngs of her pa.s.sion, why did she suddenly become this glum? What did he do wrong?

He did want to have her, but he also knew that it was not the right time as he ought to check in on her then go down the mountain to meet Meng Lianying. He did not expect his thoughts to roam once he hugged her and could not stop.

“Nothing,” Eleven smiled. “You did go overboard too. That’s some negative points for thinking of those things first when you are my boyfriend.”

Mo Ye laughed. “Negative points to you if I do not think about these.”

Eleven’s neck, which became cold, became warm again.

“Fine, I’ll stop teasing you. I’m going out to catch a breather. You’ll be okay alone?”

Eleven shook her head and Mo Ye kissed her. “Little Seven, wait for me to return.”

“Okay!”