Chapter 167 - When Satan Gives A Chance (1/2)

(Tom's PoV)

Well, it was hot and everything that we could barely breathe properly. The big ice block I called 'missing her' got melted as soon as I touched her. It turned into a river in my heart, giving me a satisfaction from finally meeting her but also greed to possess her completely.

However, as soon as I said that I missed her, her arms around my neck tightened as I felt her intentionally strangling my neck. Well, it didn't hurt, and it didn't affect me that much, but I knew she deliberately did that. She only wanted to show me how she was feeling.

She said that she missed me, too, but because I didn't call her or inform her anything, she almost ran away with Sanjaya. Even though I knew she didn't mean it, I couldn't hide the fact that it did sting a bit when she mentioned Sanjaya's name.

Well, it wasn't her fault. If she really went out with Sanjaya because I didn't call her, it was my fault for taking too much time. I couldn't blame her if she really chose Sanjaya over me.

But, since I was here in front of her, and that she still didn't have the change of heart even after she lost contact with me and my Uncle for months, I would make sure to spoil her a lot. I couldn't go out with her and show everyone that she had me besides her. I couldn't protect her directly from any physical harms. However, I could do all of those now.

How about Sanjaya? Well, just think of him as a helper. Even if I was sure I could make her happy by myself, our mission was not something simple. Instead of protecting her all by myself, I needed to have a wild card in my hand that could do the same when I wasn't here.

Not that I wanted to go somewhere alone, it was just... it's better to be prepared.

Well, if she didn't complain about it, I wouldn't think that something was happening. She checked my call log and she showed me hers. It was weird, I admitted. So, she called Siji.

Siji's first remark when he appeared made me grinning from ear to ear. I thought to myself that I would treat him better next time.

”Well, that's fast.” He said while looking at me meaningfully. It was clear what he meant by saying that.

”Not now, Siji. I need to make sure she is okay before I do it.” It was true. No matter how horny I was, I needed to make sure she was okay and ready before I made my move. After all, I had so much energy inside, ready to be released when the right time came. Also, I had so many plans to do to her; making love to f.u.c.k.i.n.g, I would do it all to her. But, of course, her pleasure would always be my number one. Again, only after she was ready.

”When that time comes, you might get some days off.” I added, enjoying the blush appeared on her face as I said that. I was just being honest, though. When she gave me a green light later, I didn't think I could hold back myself anymore and most likely she would end up being unable to use her legs.

Jane hurriedly diverted our attention to ask the question she had been wanting to ask to Siji. As it was also related to me, I listened to Siji's response carefully. Turns out, he was the culprit!

I take it back what I said about treating him better! Damn him!

Even so, Jane didn't protest anything. Probably she found what his explanation somehow made sense, that she couldn't complain or scold him.

I admitted that his reason was irrefutable, that he acted on behalf of the army. Even I couldn't utter a word to scold him for his reason, therefore I could only keep my displeasure inside.

After explaining about it, Siji was dismissed. It was only Jane and me in the house again. She showed me to my bedroom in the first floor, which reminded me... I was in her house, and I got to see her own bedroom. Visiting my girlfriend's bedroom was my old dream as that way I felt even closer to her.

I knew that it sounded pervert, but I just needed to see it.

So, I made her showed me her bedroom. Her bedroom was located in the furthest room on the second floor since she got to enjoy two views from it. Stepping inside her bedroom, I was feeling elated since the atmophere in her room was totally different with the dull appearance of my bedroom. Even though her room was not girly; she didn't paint her room pink or peach or any pastel colors like most girls did, but it had her mark. The room was picturing herself so well.