Virtuously Evil [Book 1 of Animosity series]

Chapter 29: Fire Drill.

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As soon as my feet touched the chlorinated water of the 20 metre long swimming pool of opulence, I felt a sense of relief and tranquility wash through me. I lowered my body and let the cold water run over my smooth, bare skin, making the hair at the back of my neck stand at how gelid the water was. I sighed out of pleasure once more than half of my body was submerged, I closed my eyes and just leaned my head back till it rested behind me.

I was on the fifth floor, where the swimming pool was located inside closed walls, it was much like the Olympic pools but shorter, quieter and too empty.

This time, Jayceono did not assign any men to watch over me, instead he let me go to the pool by myself, giving me freedom of some sort.

Thinking about today gave me the thrill I longed for, it was much like the exhilaration I got when I was appointed to a case. Moreover when I was appointed as the captain for the said case. Fuck, I missed it.

I always wanted one thing. Thrill. For me thrill is everything. It is what makes life interesting. Thrill plus risk is heaven for me. That thrill galvanises to cultivate core memories and makes you live in the moment, savour it. It develops confidence, and helps in slaying any crisis that the person is facing. And the thrill that I got from today's drama was implausibly incredible.

Another huge relief was that Crusano and I were back to normal. I missed that troublemaker goofy little shit.

All that was left now was finding information about Anava.

My thoughts were interrupted when I felt the soft ripples of water crash against me, my eyes snapped open and I saw Jayceono making his way towards me. His chest bare, making the tattoos visible, my eyes instantly went to the T on the chest along with a small spider tattoo. Damn, Barbieboy was ripped.

The water clung to the indents of the abs and the dark trail of hair going south from his bellybutton, my body stiffened when he kept coming towards me with the expressionless-expression. He had many marks on his body, a few bullet marks too. His hair styled to perfection, the light stubble on his face gone and replaced by clean shaved katana sharp jaw.

I was suddenly made aware of how half naked I was, in just a swimsuit which showed my bellybutton piercing clearly, my heart beat went up with each step he took towards me but I did not move, nor let my cool façade drop.

When he finally reached me, we were close, and by close I mean my face was almost touching his fiiiine chest and my breath hitched. My mind suddenly went to that time when Drukes, Valos, Kase and Anava were shouting lick the chest at the top of their lungs when we found a couple making out behind the school.

Anava always said, "You see a daddy chest, you lick. No questions."

Jayceono licked his bottom lip when we made eye contact, our gazes travelling south then coming back up to meet each other and hoping that the other person did not catch them checking out.

Then he said something, I wouldn't have expected in 17 million years.

"Thank you." His voice deep and slightly accented.

I waited for him to say sike.

Many moments passed and my eyebrows furrowed together. He lifted one of his brows as if asking why the constipated face? "Well aren't you gonna say psyche and renegade out of here?" I asked.