Chapter 165 Temptation (1/2)

Once inside, Kyle headed for the VIP room, the two girls in tow.

In the VIP room, there were several sofas: a three seater and two single seaters. The sofas were placed in a semi circle with a coffee table in the middle. There was also a mini bar with a waiter behind its counter, cleaning a glass. One attendant stood at attention near the door.

Anyone who was assigned to the VIP room was of top quality for service and for keeping their mouth's shut. No matter what happened in the room, so long as it didn't break the rules, they would not act or react. People could do drugs or even orgies here and no one would bat an eyelid.

Kyle plopped himself on the 3-seater-sofa and the girls sat beside him. He lazily put both of his feet up on the glass coffee table in front of the sofa and leaned back, his arms on the backrest of the sofa. He sighed, wanting to loosen up a bit before heading out.

His mind was still in a mess. The slight altercation outside hardly relieved any stress and it actually added to it a bit. Kyle couldn't stand people who acted all high-and-mighty. Even putting him down didn't make him really happy since the guy had been so weak. If there had been some sort of fight, or struggle, it would have been more satisfying.

Kyle really wasn't happy.

He spread his arms out at the back of the sofa, leaning back more and closed his eyes as he thought of all the things that had been happening lately. Including the swirling mess of emotions that was haunting him.

Since the closer bond he was sharing with Kay, Kyle was very, very careful not to let these strong feelings 'come out'. He had been experimenting on it for the past couple of days and came to the conclusion that it worked similar to their mindspeech.

Kyle could think his thoughts without having Kay hearing it and he only needed to project his thoughts out before she could hear him. There was no limitation to the distance, so long as they wanted to 'talk'.

With their emotional bond, it required more effort as all feelings are something you don't normally control. You feel what you feel. So instead of mindspeech where you just project your thoughts, with their emotions, they had to actively not project it.

It took some time, but Kyle was getting the hang of it.

While Kyle was busy thinking, the two girls beside him were admiring his face and their eyes roamed all over his body. He had his eyes closed and wasn't bothering them and they took that to mean that they could get closer to him. And so they did.

Both snuggled up to him, putting their heads on each of his shoulder and a hand on his body. When he didn't react, they became bolder as their faces started to smile. Their hands starting to roam all over Kyle's body, while they admired every inch of him.

The two assigned to the room couldn't help but widen their eyes at the scene.

Ice, who was notorious for not letting any girls touch him, was actually allowing two girls to brazenly feel him up. One was touching his abs while another was touching his thigh and slowly inching up. When Kyle didn't push them away, their movements became even more bold as they not only touched him but also started caressing him. One girl then started kissing his neck.

The waiter's hand started shaking when he saw Kyle's expression at that kiss.

Kyle was frowning.

He had been so lost in thought that he had actually forgotten the two girls were there until they started touching him. At first, it was rather light and his brain was a bit hazy to react but as it got bolder, he started realising something wasn't quite right. Then, one began kissing his neck.

Kyle mentally slapped himself.

It wasn't the girls' fault. He had led them here and by allowing them free reign, wasn't it his fault? He had given them the wrong impression, especially with his 'I can give you a good time' line earlier. Kyle groaned and knew he had to stop this without hurting either of them.

The one that was kissing his neck started to lick it, running her tongue over the skin. Just as he felt her teeth on his skin, he quickly moved.

The last thing he needed right now was a hickey.

He turned his head to tell the girl to back off when she kissed him. She thought he had turned to face her to kiss her, but she wanted to be the one that initiated it. To be the dominant one.

Her full, soft lips landed squarely on his and started to kiss the bottom lip, the upper lip then she licked his lips before sucking his bottom lip. Her tongue darted inbetween his lips in an attempt to pry his mouth open.

Kyle was stupified. Why was his reaction really, really slow at the moment?

Just as he was about to pull back, he stopped and thought ...why not?

He wasn't Kyle Smith, the 14-year-old student but Ice, the notorious thug.