After Falling for the Handsome CEO - Chapter 15

Chapter 15: A Monetary Transaction

Yan Yu felt a dazed sense that he must be losing his mind. He withdrew his hand and stepped directly into the bathroom; a moment later, the sound of running water drifted out.

Outside, Shen Jin was at a complete loss. He felt that something was strange, but he couldn’t put his finger on it. He could only sit there stiffly waiting, his heart beating with an uncontrollable, cheerful rhythm.

He couldn’t understand what was happening; he only knew he had never felt this way before.

Could it be because the person is Yan Yu? But why him?

Just as he was lost in doubt, Yan Yu’s voice suddenly rang out from the bathroom—deep, husky, and exceptionally sexy. “Do you have any change of clothes? Bring me something to wear for now.”

Only then did Shen Jin realize the man had entered the bathroom completely soaked and disheveled. Now that he was showering, he obviously couldn’t put those wet clothes back on.

“Oh, okay, just a moment…” He replied stumblingly and began rummaging through his drawers, unsure if he had anything that would fit someone of Yan Yu’s stature.

After a while of fumbling, he found a pair of pajamas that were a bit oversized and practically unworn.

His heart was racing, and his legs felt awkward as he walked. Carrying the clothes to the bathroom door, he stammered, “I’m leaving the clothes out here… you can just come out and grab them yourself in a bit…”

Even as he said it, his imagination ran wild; it was as if he could see through the door to the naked Yan Yu showering inside. His ears burned instantly, and he wanted nothing more than to flee.

But just as he hung the clothes up and prepared to walk away, the bathroom door suddenly swung open. Yan Yu’s naked physique burst into his field of vision, skin still glistening with droplets of water that trailed down his smooth muscles…

There was an indescribable air of raw, heavy sensuality.

Shen Jin quickly averted his gaze from the man’s lower body. His ears turned a scorching red. He found it impossible to look Yan Yu in the eye and couldn’t understand why he was reacting so strongly.

“You… you…” He suddenly didn’t know what to say, his voice thick with stutters. “I… I…”

Yan Yu took in his reaction, and for some reason, his throat bobbed. But quickly, he suppressed his urges.

He thought of Bai Yujin. There was no way to know if Shen Jin had already shared a bed with many other men. In an instant, his interest seemed to sour. He grabbed the clothes and slammed the bathroom door shut.

Shen Jin let out a breath of relief, but then he realized the man had ignored him completely—not a single word, and that look in his eyes had been so complex… he felt an inexplicable pang of sadness.

Initially, he thought Yan Yu was a gentle person because Yan Yu smiled warmly and spoke kindly. When they were together, that gentleness had made Shen Jin like him very much…

Like?

The word surfacing in his mind stunned him. His entire face turned a deep crimson, the flush spreading from his cheeks down to his fair neck.

He muttered to himself in a daze, “This… this…”

How is this possible?!

How long had he even known Yan Yu? How could he have these kinds of feelings?

It can’t be true!

Inside the bathroom, Yan Yu could see every one of the boy’s expressions through the frosted glass door. He felt frustrated and couldn’t figure out what the boy was mumbling about with such a red face.

He only felt a surge of heat in his own body; his “restless little friend” had suddenly sprung to life.

“Dammit,” Yan Yu cursed under his breath. He never felt this much desire even when he was with Xie Li. Why was it that with a boy he barely knew—someone who likely only climbed into his bed for money—he felt so much lust?

Yan Yu took matters into his own hands.

He kicked the wall in a fit of pique and couldn’t help but swear, “Damn it!”

Outside, Shen Jin hadn’t walked far when he heard the thud against the wall and the cursing. He blinked in surprise. “Is something wrong?”

“…Nothing.” Yan Yu gritted his teeth, his hands clenched into fists. He didn’t understand why he was so angry, yet he found himself asking, as if possessed, “As long as I give you money, will you do anything?”

“Huh?” Shen Jin froze, standing rooted to the spot. He blinked, unable to comprehend the meaning behind those words. His nerves pulled taut. “You… you…”

He stammered, looking dazed as if he hadn’t processed the question. Yan Yu didn’t give him a chance to react; he threw the door open, exposing his naked body to the boy once more…

But this time, the body showed a very different change from before.

“I can give you money too!” Yan Yu spat out the words through gritted teeth. He grabbed the boy’s hand and dragged him into the bathroom.

…

Outside the window, the heavy rain continued to patter incessantly. Lightning flashed and thunder roared. The temperature had dropped significantly, and Shen Jin felt as if his limbs were frozen. He felt lightheaded; his lips were red and swollen, and there was a lingering mist in his eyes.

Yan Yu had finished. He felt refreshed and had changed into the clean clothes. He looked at the boy, thought for a long moment, and said, “Give me an account number. It’ll be more convenient for the future.”

“Wh… what?” Shen Jin still couldn’t grasp his meaning, looking at him with a lost expression.

Meeting those eyes, Yan Yu inexplicably looked away. His voice was a bit dry as he said, “So I can transfer money to you. After all, I don’t always have my checkbook on me.”

Previously, Shen Jin thought Yan Yu was gentle, but at this moment, he felt like he didn’t know this man at all. He could only say blankly, “I… I don’t quite understand what you mean…”

Yan Yu frowned. Thinking of Bai Yujin again made him feel inexplicably irritable. He asked, “How much does Bai Yujin give you?”

Shen Jin was stunned. “He… he didn’t give me any money.”

Yan Yu narrowed his eyes. No money? So they haven’t progressed to that stage yet?

Thinking this, his mood improved slightly. His low, heavy tone softened a bit, though his attitude remained that of someone negotiating a price. “In that case, let’s make a deal for the future—”

His large hand stroked Shen Jin’s waist, sliding down to squeeze his soft hip, making the boy’s body tremble. Then, Yan Yu leaned down and whispered huskily into his ear: “I give you money, you give me your body. On call, anytime.”