Desire Me If You Can Chapter 16

Grayson was smiling, but the staff mbers who saw his face were sweating coldly behind their backs.

“No, we really don’t know either... ... .”

“Please give us so clues. How can we figure out who did what in that situation?”

“Yeah, once the work is done, that’s the end of it. We don’t necessarily argue about who did what right or wrong. Even if we find the person who did wrong, we’re just trying to co up with asures to prevent it from happening again. We’re not trying to bla anyone.”

Everyone was talking about the right thing, but Grayson wasn’t interested at all in those words. All he was interested in was who the extre oga was that had knocked him out by pouring pheromones on him.

“Is this all there are to the team?”

Grayson asked, pointing with his finger, and Wilkins ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ said with a dissatisfied expression, “Yeah.”

“Oh, Dane’s missing.”

Everyone looked at him at the words soone said. Grayson muttered beyond the team mbers who were cursing each other with their eyes.

“Dane?”

Another team mber responded with a chuckle as he briefly wiggled his eyebrows as he said his na.

“Yeah, the kid who broke your head with a fire extinguisher.”

Laughter erupted here and there. Grayson also laughed, but his eyes were still cold.

“I just tried, it didn’t work.”

“Oh, it’s such a sha. I could have done it.”

Grayson smiled back at the man who was sulking and whining.

“I think so too.”

He didn’t have to ask what the hidden aning was. In the frozen atmosphere once again, Grayson emptied his remaining beer and looked around the group.

“Excuse .”

They stared at him blankly for a mont as he turned around and walked toward the bathroom.

“Why is that guy looking for Dane?”

The others asked Ezra, who was the first to speak, as if they had been waiting for him.

“Ezra, what happened back then? I did adjust to you, though.”

“Wasn’t that the first ti you clashed with Dane today? Wasn’t he out of his mind back then? He probably didn’t have ti to talk.”

“What happened that made that punk grind his teeth and co all the way here! Tell quickly, so we can respond?”

“Wait, wait.”

Ezra threw his hands forward in confusion at the barrage of questions. He looked embarrassed as everyone stared at him.

“I don’t know either. I just arrived at the scene with you guys.”

“I wasn’t there. Explain in detail.”

Wilkins was commanding from outside at the ti. If he had known this would happen, he would have gone in himself. After the incident, he would listen to the report, but generally, the stories about who saved who were completely useless. I couldn't figure out what was going on with my team.

"Uh... ... That, well... ... I followed Dane, and there were two other victims. Why, those crazy twins... ... . They were already out of their minds, and that guy was fine. But I don't know what happened, but those two kept going crazy and I had a hard ti... ... ."

"But then?"

Unable to contain his impatience, Wilkins urged him on, and Ezra pointed in the direction where Grayson had disappeared with a distorted face.

"That kid suddenly fainted."

"What? Why?"

"Suddenly?"

Everyone reacted in the sa way to the sudden voice. Ezra shook his head in embarrassnt.

"I don't know, why did that happen. I didn't see it, but I think Dane did it."

"Dane? How?"

When soone asked, another voice answered as if it had rembered sothing.

“Oh, by the way, didn’t Dane say he was in the military?”

“Yes, he said he was deployed to the Middle East.”

Everyone had the sa thought. He must have used a special technique he learned in the military.

“Why is it that on YouTube, they knock him out by hitting his neck like this?”

As one of them made a gesture of hitting him with his palm, the others shared their knowledge.

“They say that if you hold on to anything here, you’ll be knocked out.”

“There must be more to it than that. You’ll receive special training.”

Everyone nodded in agreent.

“Anyway, when that guy got knocked out, the other two’s crazy behavior also died down a bit... ... They were rescued separately, and Dane and I threw him out the window.”

If you are reading this translation anywhere other than Novelight or SilkRoadTL, it has been stolen.

“... ... Did sothing happen to his head because of the way he got knocked out?”

“No, judging by his personality, he might have just gotten angry at being hit.”

“Yeah, then it makes sense that Miller is trying to find Dane.”

“So he was looking for the person who hit him. So that ans that reward is actually revenge?”

When soone spoke, Ezra stepped forward and said sothing.

“That’s why I tried to hide it sohow. If it happened during the day, and he found out that it was the sa guy who hit him and knocked him out, he would really try to kill him.”

While everyone was convinced, one person raised an objection.

“Even Miller would have a hard ti getting away with murder.”

“If it’s Miller, there are many ways to do it without using physical force.”

The objections soon died down. In the end, they agreed on one thing. They would absolutely, absolutely, no matter what, keep the fact that Grayson was looking for Dane a secret.

With loyalty to their comrades who risked their lives.

* * *

Those idiots.

Grayson stiffened his expression as he crossed the hall and headed to the secluded bathroom. It was obvious that they were hiding sothing. Should I grab them one by one and break their fingers?

There were many ways he could think of, but that didn’t guarantee that they would tell the truth. There were countless studies that showed that torture was not effective in getting confessions. Unless it was just for fun or pleasure, there was no reason to bother with it. Above all, the truth was important to Grayson. If it didn’t help him get the truth, he didn’t want to waste ti on such useless things.

Is it just a matter of waiting?

He hadn’t expected this kind of situation. Isn’t that why he beca a firefighter? Anyway, if he kept watching closely, he would eventually find out.

Thinking that way, he wasn’t tired at all, even though it was already quite late. He could finally et his destiny. Just the thought of it made his irritation disappear and instead filled his body with energy.

Every ti he failed, he would get excited and expectant again. This was the most enjoyable ti in Grayson’s life, imagining soone coming to him. Maybe he wouldn’t be able to sleep properly until he found his destiny. But he wouldn’t be tired at all. Grayson was about to have the most important mont in his life.

Right now.

When he opened the door while whistling, sothing ca into view. A woman leaning her arms against the wall, leaning her upper body forward, moaning, and a man moving his waist behind her... ... .

Chest.

Grayson stood there without even blinking, staring intently at the man’s large, elastic breasts. Every ti the man moved, they tugged and tugged, and then relaxed. Grayson was montarily lost in thought, watching the muscles rise and fall.

The man’s body looked like a well-carved statue. A heavy penis appeared and disappeared beneath his six-pack abs, then appeared and disappeared again. The two were connected as one, and the man was walking around inside, holding the woman’s chest with one hand and her waist with the other.

Grayson vaguely realized that he had mistaken the store’s supply room for a bathroom. It was only for a few seconds, but when he belatedly rembered that he had been staring blankly at other people’s sex, or more precisely, the body of a man who was engrossed in sex and thrusting into a woman.

Suddenly, the man turned his head. A neat face, sowhat aroused by sex, ca into Grayson’s sight. The mont the red-blond hair and blue eyes were etched into his retina, his pretty eyebrows twisted in annoyance.

Oh.

That was the extent of his mory.