Haruki's gaze remained fixed on the man as he took note of every single change in the man's expression. The man's eyes widened a little at first but he met Haruki's gaze firmly and said, "No, I do not."
It took Haruki all his willpower to hold back from sighing in relief. He never sleeps with anyone already in a relationship as one of his many principles and conditions to be considered before he takes someone in to be his bed partner and he has had quite a number of them in the past.
The doctor looked down making Haruki almost reach towards him over the table to lift his face so he could look into those brown eyes once again. The warmth in those eyes was the only reason he took the first step by asking that questions.
Those eyes made him feel at that moment that he did not have anything to be worried about when it comes to the fear the man's presence arouse in his heart. He was a chairman and he had to experience so many things before he could get that title and fear was one thing he could not include on his list.
The fear he felt had to be associated with something psychological and since the only thing he wanted from anyone was physical, he might as well just get that physical thing to forget about the psychological feelings he was scared of.
The man was far from his type, he was a little too tall to fit into the categories of men he has been with in the past, and he was a little too fit too and masculine . . .? But since the man made his heart race, he might use something physical to forget about it all.
"Why did you ask?" the man asked him without raising his head to meet his gaze like Haruki wanted him to.
"The last time we met, I lost my bed warmer," he said casually as he stood up. "Clean up, I will be in my study when you are done," he told the man calmly. He paused halfway and turned to the man and added, "You are free to leave if you think you can't be much of a bedwarmer, I won't kill you."
Haruki continued forward. He had never brought anyone into his home. The penthouse was his private haven and bringing in a lover was against his rules which was why he could not imagine having sex with the man on his bed where he has never done that.
If they met outside, he would have taken him to one of the hotels he owned but since they were within his penthouse, he chose the study to satisfy his needs.
As he sat down behind his work desk staring at the couch he intended to use in the dimness of the room, he began thinking it was a very bad idea that he chose to do it in his study, the guestroom would have been a better place for that.
Not just the location had become a problem, as he began rethinking the whole decision. Was it right for him to consider sleeping with his doctor and ex-best friend's . . .? He pulled open the drawer of the desk and picked up a cigar but paused as he brought the lighter close to the end of the cigar.
With so much self-control, he returned the cigar and pushed the drawer close. This should not be any different from all those he has had in the past.
The fact that it was different and he felt the difference so strongly within made him even more nervous. He looked around for something to distract himself and his gaze fell on the drawer again but he stood up and walked towards the ceiling-to-floor window to stare at the world below.
He tried to focus his attention on the busy life outside the window. For the first time in a long time, Haruki waited for someone. It had been a while when he realized it. He looked down at the digital clock on his work desk and clenched his fist.
He had waited for the man for more than two hours and no one came. His ego felt injured and hurt, no one had ever been bold enough to reject his advances.
A smile lifted the corners of his lips as he had come to realize that he lost this round but he had to win at the end regardless of the number of rounds he might lose.
The man's rejection made him want to win so badly that he was willing to try until he has the man in his room. When he finally relaxed and sat down on the chair, it was already midnight.
He replayed all his actions and thoughts from the moment he asked the man if he had a girlfriend to realize that he had been trying all along to act his usual self but none of what followed and none of his thoughts were usual.
With that on his mind, he pushed his thoughts back to the right part as he healed his ego from the wound of the man's rejection. He picked up his phone and called his assistant.
With a more controlled thought, he concluded that he simply wanted someone to get intimate with and since he got rejected, he will just get someone else there was already a long waiting line.
His assistant had to be shocked that he wanted the person to be brought to his sacred space and he asked to confirm. It shocked him more when Haruki confirmed.
Haruki walked out of the study when his assistant arrived. He took a good look at the young man brought in by his assistant and he could not help but nod in approval. This was the type of man he liked and no stranger could cause any change to his taste.
He dismissed his assistant and showed the young man the guestroom. The young man barely entered the room to walk out staring down at his fingers awkwardly. He walked over slightly irritated by the delay.
"I can't . . . I can't do it with two people, this is my . . . my first time," the young man said bowing as he added, "I am sorry."
Haruki's eyes narrowed, who could be the person in the room? He was not one to try a threesome among the many crazy things he has tried. He pushed the door open as the handsome face of the doctor came to his mind.
The doctor who seemed to have just woken up walking away from the bed, raised his head and met Haruki's gaze taken aback. His look of surprise disappeared in seconds as he approached Haruki unhurriedly.