His Woman: (2)
Long Yat-sen casually sat with Shao Lin atop of him.
As men spoke to them, he appeared bored and disinterested with the conversation, but he responded anyway with few words here and there and few grumbles. Most of his focus had been on the woman on his lap, who tempted him to ignore his companions and to do more than gentle caresses.
He placed a hand to Shao Lin's side, stroking a thumb over her dress fabric. She shivered when his hand went a little too south, and he loved the way her body reacted sensitively to him.
A man called Ace had come over, and Shao Lin stiffened in his arms. Long Yat-sen tried to give her a reassuring touch without making it seem like it was. The man Ace had a tattoo of an Ox over the collarbone of his neck.
"Boss, the tracking of Zhong Bai and Niu Wen have gone cold since last week. There are not no more sightings of them."
"Keep searching and don't report to me again until you have something," Long Yat-sen replied deadpanned.