Chapter 89: Willing

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The story starts in Chapter 89 of "The Supreme Soldier in the City": Chapter 89: Chapter 89: WillingIn a nightclub, Brother Bob sat gloomily in his office, still... Don’t miss it!

Chapter 89: Chapter 89: WillingIn a nightclub, Brother Bob sat gloomily in his office, still feeling a dull pain in his chest, and looked at John Smith in front of him with a sinister gaze, saying, "John Smith, what’s the background of that guy? It’s time you could tell me now, right?" John Smith gave a wry smile and said, "Brother Bob, it’s not that I don’t want to tell you, I really don’t know much myself. I got the short end of the stick from him too. All I know right now is that his girlfriend’s name is Emma Campbell." "Is she the little miss he brought with him?" Brother Bob said, his face somber, his eyes flashing with an intimidating coldness. "Exactly, but..." John Smith tentatively tried to dissuade Brother Bob in a low voice. Remembering James Brown’s capabilities sent chills down his spine. Last time, they were beaten by James Brown; maybe it was because the rest of them weren’t that impressive, but the men Brother Bob had brought with him were all experienced fighters and still got easily handled by James Brown. Such strength was truly formidable. Brother Bob slammed the desk fiercely and shouted angrily, "Damn it, John Smith, do you know? No one has dared to hit me in all these years, and this guy actually dared to hit me. Do you think I can swallow this?" John Smith forced a dry laugh and said, "Brother Bob naturally can’t be compared with me. I let him hit me and just had to accept it." Brother Bob’s facial muscles twitched, remembering James Brown’s skills at that time. The more he thought about it, the more scared he became. He suddenly felt that seeking revenge would be very difficult and said through gritted teeth, "So you’re saying I’ve got to swallow this too?" After a moment’s thought, John Smith said, "Brother Bob, since you trust me, I might as well share my thoughts with you." "Speak," Brother Bob ordered, his large eyes fixed on John Smith. John Smith cleared his throat and said, "Actually, making an enemy of such a person could bring us a lot of trouble. It might be better to instead make friends, turn a fight into a friendship. If possible, if we could even win him over to our side, that would surely be a super enforcer, right? With someone like that on your side, if you wanted to expand your business, you would have an extra push, wouldn’t you?" Brother Bob’s eyes rolled, and he nodded repeatedly, saying, "The method you’re talking about isn’t bad, but... this guy is really too tough. If he comes to work for me but doesn’t respect me, what should I do?" John Smith was at a loss for words—this was indeed a big problem. If such a person turned against them, they would have no capability to retaliate. Brother Bob tapped his fingers on the desk lightly, thought for a while, and said, "What you’re saying is also true. Provoking him again is just asking for more trouble. He really is a master. As long as I show him some respect, he probably won’t cause any problems for us. But to have him work for me, that’s just not likely." John Smith had not expected the seemingly reckless Brother Bob to have such profound scheming, and quickly said, "That should be the best way." "Don’t look at me like that. I’ve been awakened by this incident. I always thought that I’ve developed quite well these past few years, looking down on most people. Now I understand that there’s always someone better, ’beyond the heavens, there are more heavens.’ I, Brother Bob, only have a few dozen brothers and a small business; compared to the real big shots of YODC City, there’s still a gap. This time, it was him. If I had offended some other big shot, I’m afraid I, Brother Bob, could have been completely uprooted." After a pause, Brother Bob rubbed his chest and said, "I really should thank him for giving me a wake-up call—I do have to thank him." James Brown had beaten up Brother Bob and his crew, but he truly didn’t take it to heart. Those types were just small-time thugs—not the kind to pick on the strong. If they knew better this time, James Brown wouldn’t bother with them. But if they still didn’t understand, James Brown wouldn’t mind teaching them another lesson. The next day when James Brown woke up, Emma Campbell was still sleeping soundly, while James Brown realized that his hand had wandered somewhere it shouldn’t have. "The little girl doesn’t look it, but they’re really quite firm!" James Brown praised inwardly, but he still withdrew his hand. Feeling a certain stiffness in his body, James Brown knew it had been almost a week since he had been with a woman, so his desires were quite intense. It seemed that he should probably find someone to vent with tonight. James Brown didn’t suppress such natural instincts, but who he would choose to relieve himself with was still a select matter. At the very least, a girl like Emma Campbell was definitely not what he needed. Wanting to get out of bed, James Brown tried to pull his arm from under Emma Campbell’s neck, but she suddenly grabbed his arm and mumbled as if in a dream, "Big Brother Brown, let’s sleep a bit more." Hearing Emma Campbell’s plea, James Brown truly couldn’t bear to wake her and once again embraced her tightly, and she quickly fell back into a deep sleep. After half an hour, James Brown had a strong urge to relieve himself again and tried to get up, but Emma Campbell immediately woke up and said somewhat coquettishly, "Big Brother Brown, you’re getting up so early?" S~eaʀᴄh the NôᴠeFire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. James Brown had no choice but to say, "I need to go to the bathroom, I’ll come back and sleep after." "Then go," said Emma Campbell this time, letting go of James Brown willingly. After James Brown did his business and returned to bed, Emma Campbell immediately took the initiative to pull his arm, turning her back and snuggling up to him. Feeling Emma Campbell’s buttocks pressed against his lower abdomen, James Brown felt a bit overwhelmed and quickly shifted backwards, but Emma Campbell just pushed back into him. James Brown slapped her buttocks and said, "Stop it, or I’ll make a mistake." Emma Campbell instinctively wanted to be closer to James Brown. She had let him touch her "girly parts" last night and suddenly felt their distance had narrowed a lot, so when it came to interacting with James, she became a lot bolder and more natural. But when James slapped her, she immediately said shyly, "I... I didn’t mean to." "You little silly girl, in the morning, don’t get so close to me, or else I could easily turn into a beast." Emma’s face gently rubbed against James’s palm as she whispered softly, "Then I would also be willing." James was suddenly surprised and felt that Emma had become a lot bolder. He asked, "Emma, what’s gotten into you?" "Nothing... nothing..." James laughed and said, "You little girl, you can even keep secrets from me now." "No, I just... Big Brother Brown, just don’t want to say it." "Alright, alright, I won’t press you." The two of them lay in each other’s arms for a while, without any superfluous movements. Emma gently pulled James’s hand, saying, "Big Brother Brown, your hand was not well-behaved last night." "Oh..." James’s face turned red as he chuckled, "I moved it around unknowingly in my sleep." "It’s okay, now... I like it too." James only felt his heart unexpectedly start to beat faster. He had been with many women before, almost all of whom were very open and often took the initiative to flirt with him. However, he had to admit that none of their flirting had ever stirred his heart as much as Emma’s shy enticements did. "Big Brother Brown, don’t think too much. I don’t want to beg for your affection. I would be very happy just to do something for you, to make you happy. Really, even if you took me... I wouldn’t make you take responsibility. Big Brother Brown, you really don’t have to restrain yourself, I really like you a lot." When Emma said these words, there was only a small pause, and the rest flowed very smoothly, clearly indicating these were her true feelings and something she had thought about for a long time. At that moment, James felt that if he rejected Emma, it would hurt her too deeply. He feared that the little girl might even start thinking of something else. Besides, since he had already touched her last night, there was no point in pretending now. Thus, he boldly hooked his hand back and touched her neck. Emma’s body instantly stiffened. She had prepared herself, but James’s actions still made her instinctively tense up. James’s hand immediately stopped, which shocked Emma. She quickly pressed his hand, saying hurriedly, "Big Brother Brown, it’s not that I’m unwilling, I’m really willing! I just got a bit... nervous just now." What else could James say? His hand gently caressed her neck a couple of times, then slowly slipped down her collar. That James was touching her while he was awake made Emma feel incredibly happy and satisfied. She knew that a relationship with James was unlikely, as he had already told her, but she was still willing to throw caution to the wind. And as James’s hand wandered on her body, she felt more and more comfortable. She truly adored the sensation, almost wishing that James could touch her everywhere. "Big Brother Brown..." Emma moaned softly, her body starting to writhe uncontrollably. Her desires were awakening, and she found it hard to restrain herself. "What’s wrong?" James’s hands had stopped. "Big Brother Brown... my... are they too small?" Emma stammered. "No, they are just the right size. Girls like you, Emma, are firm and have great elasticity—that’s what’s truly beautiful. Those that are too big, they tend to sag easily. Even if they don’t when they’re young, as they age, sagging will make them look bad. But for someone like you, that won’t happen, and that’s what’s called beauty." "Really?" Emma asked excitedly. "Of course, it’s true. Haven’t you noticed how much I love touching them? I can’t even bear to let go now." James couldn’t help but grin and said, "We can’t just lie in bed all day, can we?" Emma, intoxicated, said, "As long as Big Brother Brown is willing, even an entire day would be fine." At that moment, James truly felt captivated by Emma. Such a girl was just too lovable. Right then, he honestly felt the urge to live the rest of his life with Emma.

Chapter 89: Willing

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