Chapter 318 - 7.8 Rule Number One
Moshe tightened his hold around Lu Yizhou’s neck, drawing out a choked gasp from the latter.
"You don’t get to tell me what to do, grumpy boy." For a split second, Lu Yizhou thought that Moshe would truly snap his head off but then, the pressure around his neck lightened and Moshe offered him a beguiling smile as if he didn’t make Lu Yizhou’s life flash in front of his eyes just a few seconds ago. "Understand?"
Lu Yizhou coughed, half amused but mostly aroused. "Yes."
Until when would his lover continue to surprise him with different sides of him? Lu Yizhou couldn’t wait to find out.
That brought the important matter to the forefront of his mind. Moshe... had just evaded his question, hadn’t he? Hmm, Lu Yizhou thought again, eyes following Moshe as the man stepped backward to grab a jug of water from the nightstand, poured it into a small cup before bringing it to Lu Yizhou’s mouth.
Lu Yizhou eyed his current position helplessly but Moshe was unmoved. Helpless, Lu Yizhou could only crane his neck forward to drink from Moshe’s hands. Half of it went down his throat while the other half spilled all over his neck.
"You can call me Mr. Mo..." Moshe placed the cup on the nightstand before turning back to Lu Yizhou, smirking. "...in public and Moshe when we are alone, understand?"
Lu Yizhou nodded. His lover was truly overbearing.
Moshe raised a brow, expectant.
What could Lu Yizhou do except calling out obediently? "Moshe."
"Good." A satisfied glint flashed through Moshe’s eyes. "One more thing, I have bought you from Deathbound Stadium for ten million dollars. Do you hear me, Aiden? Ten million dollars. From now on, I own every single drop of blood in your body and every strand of hair on your head. Of course..." He tilted his head to the side and tapped on his chin. "Unless you can pay me back."