Page 136 of Carnal Games

Bidding each other farewell, we hang up.

Yet I stay rooted to the same spot.

When did my life get so complicated? I’m becoming tangled in a web of my own making. If the terrifying incident hadn’t happened and the case were a lot less dangerous, I’d be plotting my way out of the engagement to Nathan.

If I didn’t have to undergo as a spy, maybe I could’ve entertained the possibility of telling Kian the truth now that I know he wants me as badly as I want him.

Neither is an option. Not for a while, at least.

Reaching the pool area, my mood uplifts. I’m hoping swimming a few laps will help calm my nerves and clear my head.

Tonight, when Kian comes home, I’ll talk to him about returning to work on Tuesday. On Monday, I’ll take a leave of absence to visit Harshita.

I’m done sitting at home.

Dipping my toes into the pool, I contemplate whether to go to my apartment to change into a bikini. Sighing, I decide against it. It’s just me.

Staring down at my crop top, I tie it into a knot right below my breasts and shuck my shorts until I’m in my black thong.

Taking a deep breath, I dive into the lush water and smile at the deafening silence.

God! It’s so serene.

I gasp as my head surfaces. About to run another lap, I suddenly hear my phone ringing again. Swimming to the edge, I dry my hands on my discarded shorts before seeing who it is.

Scary Reaperflashes on the screen, sending my stomach catapulting with delight.

I almost drop my phone in excitement as I swipe right and press it to my ear, whispering, “Kian.”

Chapter Thirty-Six

Kian

Her voice is a breathless purr in my ear.

I wonder if the sultry lilt is because of me or the lap she swam in my pool a second ago. My grip around the phone tightens as I watch her on the cameras she doesn’t know I have all over the penthouse, including her room. They were installed a long time ago. Though I regret not adding microphones so I could hear her too.

I’ve been staring at her ever since she entered the pool area, proceeding to render me mute and salivating as she bared her flat stomach and revealed her thong. The way it made her legs look so long and enticing almost made me shatter the iPad in my hand.

Is that what she’s been wearing underneath all this time? Every time we’re going to be together, I’ll be thinking if she has it on. The suspense is going to drive me crazy.

Oh, how I ache to punish you, you little siren.

To turn you over my knee and spank your delectable ass.

Would she have gone half naked if she knew I was watching her like a creep?

“What are you doing?” I ask, keeping up the ruse. “Baking again?”

I’ve been spoiled with delicious homemade food for the past few days. Despite my stern protests, she’s taken it upon herself to cook our meals. I was worried she’ll tire herself out, but one look at her and it became obvious she loves to do it.

We’ve fallen into a peaceful pattern of her cooking and me doing the dishes and cleaning afterward.

“Not today. I’m lounging in your amazing pool,” she replies huskily, turning around and giving me a tantalizing view of her wet top sticking to her tits indecently. “How’s your day going?”

My day was spent handling the employees’ concerns about the workplace not being safe after news of Iris being injured spread like wildfire. To avoid them panicking, I assured them we’re investigating the incident.

For the first time in my life, I’m bored out of my mind and distracted at work. I have the itch to take the day off and drive home to her.