"Whereareyougoing?"Yìchén asked Chen as he stepped up to him in the hallway.
"I have work to do; I don't have time for you," Chen said as he texted on his cell.
"Why not?" Yìchén asked.
Chen stopped walking for the first time to look at the imp. "Are you serious? You do realize how serious our situation is right now, don't you? Your father was just attacked, and your stepmother was wounded."
Yìchén's eyes widened at the news. He grabbed Chen's shoulders as he stared at the man fearfully. "What? Oh my God, is he okay?"
Chen nodded. "He's fine, but his wife was wounded."
Yìchén's heart lowered from his throat back to his chest now that he knew his father was fine. He loved and cared about his stepmother too; she raised him when his real mother abandoned them. "Is my stepmom okay?"
Chen nodded. "You know her, she's tough as dragon scales. But the Esposito family tried to take him out. So now you see why I don't have time for your bullshit right now."
Yìchén huffed. "I get it. Shit is serious right now, but does that mean I should be ignored?" he asked.
"Who's ignoring you? Do you even care about our situation?" Chen asked.
Yìchén scoffed. "Of course I care. I love my dad, and my stepmom is cool too. But they're okay, and this war, I knew would be intense. Why do you think I'm seeking you out to live my life to the fullest? What sense is there in denying what we both want?"
"Again, I don't have time for this." Chen turned to walk away, but Yìchén grabbed his arm, turning him back around.
"You've been avoiding me, treating me like a child, and I don't like it," Yìchén snapped.
Chen's expression was like stone as he stared at the young man.
"Why look at me like that? Like you're indifferent," Yìchén said as he crossed his arms.
Chen sighed then. "I've already told you that we can't be together."
"Why not?"
"You're my boss's son."
Yìchén rolled his eyes. "I was your boss's son when you shoved your cock in my ass that night."
"And I told you then that was a mistake."
"After you busted your nut in my gut. Now, you want to discard me?"
"Jesus fucking Christ," Chen hissed, then looked around to make sure no one else could hear their conversation. "Yìchén, I admit, I was wrong to do that. I'm over twenty-five years older than you. I was supposed to train you, and I took advantage of you, and I'm sorry."
Yìchén scoffed and rolled his eyes. "I'm not some sixteen-year-old. I knew what I was doing when I flirted with you. I like older men. What the fuck do I want with someone my own age? They could never fuck me the way you did. I want a dominant top to tame me, to tie me up and spank me, to chase me when I run and fucking claim me as his when he finds me. I want to be thrown down to the ground, my hands tied up and my clothes ripped off. I want to be fucked so hard with you grunting in my ear the whole time until you shoot your batter all up in my boy pussy and breed me. That's what I want."
Chen was speechless as he looked at the man. He couldn't form the words he wanted to say because the words Yìchén had spoken spoke directly to his soul. Everything Yìchén said he wanted from him was exactly what he wanted to do to the imp.
Yìchén smiled as he walked up to Chen, then slipped his arms around the man's waist and pressed his chin against Chen's chest as he looked up. "See... I know that's what you want too. I can tell. I know I'm not barking up the wrong tree. You're all primal instinct when you fuck. I knew the day you threw me over the hood of your car. It was the chase, wasn't it? You stalking me through the streets of New York City until you found me. You couldn't help yourself then, could you?"
"Stop," Chen said softly.
"No. You need to own your prey, don't you? You need your prey to run so that you can chase. Admit it. I'm the perfect match for you," Yìchén said, thinking about how many fun games of hide and seek they would play once he got the man right where he wanted him. He reached down and grabbed the throbbing erection in Chen's pants. "Oooh, see... I knew it. You're thinking about fucking me right now, are you?"
Chen grabbed Yìchén's neck, then shoved him against the wall, causing the young man to grunt from the impact. "Stop this game of yours, Yìchén. You and I can never be together. Just focus on your school and training. Find someone else to scratch your itch." He released Yìchén then and walked off.
Yìchén's eyes stayed on the man who had his body burning with desire, so much he had to fan himself. "I know what I want, and I always get what I want. If you're worried about my father, I know how to solve that problem." He smiled with wicked glee as he walked back to his bedroom.
Chapter nineteen
