Page 95 of My Ruthless Opponent

I noticed little scars along his back and arms. But I couldn’t inquire about it.

Raleigh was giving out ‘don’t you dare talk to me’ vibes. So I kept quiet and simply watched him.

He then began dressing.

Just observing him fascinated me.

The way he applied his cologne, wore his watch, his rings, the thin necklace, and finger-combed his hair before leaving was oddly satisfying to watch.

He left the suite without another word. Hell, he barely glanced at me.

His cologne lingered long after he left.

I was confused at first by his changed behavior.

We crossed paths twice since morning, The first time at the atrium when I was waiting for my team to assemble and the second time in the lobby.

He was with Nina, laughing and being his usual charming self.

Both of the times, he ignored me.

The confusion turned to hurt then to anger.

The silent treatment was maddening. I can’t believe I am so worked up because Raleigh Jackson wasn’t talking to me.

After what we experienced together, I was expecting him to… I don’t know… be nice to me?

He didn’t even look at me. Suddenly I was invisible to him.

I would’ve liked it in the past, but now his behavior is bugging me.

It stings to know that what we did holds no importance to him.

Yes, we hadn’t had sex. But I could still feel his lips over my nape. Could feel his hard cock digging in my ass.

Most of all, I couldn’t forget him groaning my name.

I don’t regret what had happened. It was reckless. And I craved more of that recklessness.

But I am a big girl. I am a pro when it comes to separating feelings and emotions from sex.

I’ll have to keep Raleigh at arm’s length from now on.

My attraction to him is getting out of control. And if we keep crossing the line, I’m afraid I would get attached.

And judging by his silence, Raleigh wants the same thing.

Things are already getting weird between us. Maintaining distance is for the better.

“Pool area it is,” Chris affirms.

“Thanks to Hannah’s guidance, we already came prepared. We just need to execute it.” Brielle says.

“Then come on, let’s get to work.” Mia stands.

I get to my feet. “Guys. Be alert. The opponent team might pry on your arrangement. Don’t let them.” I shoot a pointed look at Brielle.

“I’d never do that to us, boss,” Brielle swears and I nod and dismiss the meeting.

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