Chapter 496
Seeing how the two of them could get so heated even in a setting like this, Bronx waved them off with a grin. “Go on, you two–don’t miss the real show that’s about to start.” He even thoughtfully handed them a room key.
Shermaine and Joshua left the lounge practically glued to each other. Just before stepping out, Shermaine shot Simon a meaningful look that made his pulse spike.
That single glance hit Simon like a lightning bolt. ‘Am I being mocked right now? Or is she actually hinting that I should do something about this?’
The thought consumed him completely, and he lost all interest in whatever was happening in the ring below.
Once they stepped outside, Joshua grabbed Shermaine’s waist and pulled her close, tilting her chin up before kissing her fiercely. The kiss was intense and possessive.
When they finally broke apart, his jealousy was written all over his face. “Don’t look at him like that again.”
Shermaine was still catching her breath. “You’ve got it all wrong. I was giving him a look of complete disgust.”
“I don’t care what kind of look it was. Just don’t.”
“Joshua, you’re such a jealous mess,” she said, shaking her head.
But honestly, this whole situation was actually working out perfectly. Simon’s love had twisted into hatred, and now he was itching to cause some serious damage. He wanted to destroy Shermaine’s lover completely.
Since the guy wasn’t Cain, Simon figured he’d be easy to deal with. With that cocky assumption fueling him, he decided to follow them outside.
In their room, Joshua and Shermaine tumbled onto the bed together. They deliberately left the door wide open, setting the perfect trap for Simon.
They looked intense from the outside, but Joshua wasn’t even touching Shermaine. They were just putting on a show.
“Someone’s outside the door,” Joshua whispered. His hearing was way sharper than most people’s, and he’d caught the sound of footsteps right away.
Shermaine raised an eyebrow and ran her fingers through Joshua’s hair, which he’d dyed golden blonde. It was temporary, but damn, it looked good on him.
That was when white smoke started pouring through the air vent above their room. Within minutes, Joshua and Shermaine were lying on the bed with their eyes closed, pretending to be unconscious.
Simon walked in shortly after and barked orders to his men. “Wait for me in the living room.” He couldn’t believe his luck–the person who’d been impossible to get close to on this ship had just fallen right into his hands through sheer carelessness.
It was the perfect opportunity.
When Simon walked into the room, his eyes immediately locked onto Shermaine with burning intensity. He reached out to shove aside the lover who was pinning her down, but the moment his hand moved forward, he found himself staring into a pair of deep gray-blue eyes.
Before he could say a word, Shermaine flipped over in one swift motion and struck the pressure point on his neck. Without so much as a sound, Simon collapsed unconscious.
Joshua planted his foot on Simon’s face, yanked off his tie, and used it to bind the man’s hands before dragging him into the bathtub and turning on the water.
He said, “I’m going to go deal with the guys outside. Sheary, film a video. We’ll send it to his dad later.”
Shermaine nodded in response.
About ten minutes later, Joshua had taken care of all the bodyguards outside. He disappeared for a bit and came back carrying some tools.
It was a booby trap setup. Anyone who tried to break into the room would trigger the mechanism, and the whole place would blow sky high.
Once they’d finished setting everything up, they headed back to rejoin the others.
When they returned, acting like nothing had happened, everyone shot them knowing, teasing looks.
Joshua calmly wrapped his arm around Shermaine’s waist and flashed them a smile. “Sorry for the entertainment, folks.”
Shermaine’s eyes dropped to the ring below, where Teddy was already beaten to a pulp. If this kept up, Teddy was going to die right there in front of everyone.
Bronx had figured that even if Cain didn’t show up himself, he’d at least make contact. But there was nothing–radio silence.
It was evident that Cain didn’t care whether Teddy survived or not. That was why Bronx hadn’t bothered telling the ref to call it off yet.
Just then, Bronx frowned. Simon had been gone way too long, and he was about to call his secretary to check what the hell was going on when his Orthish started beeping like crazy.
The weird alerts forced him to open the device and see what was up. At that moment, he viewed the video, which showed Simon bound in a bathroom. Bronx’s face went pale.
A second later, his phone rang.
Before heading back, Joshua had given Damien the heads-up, so now Damien was on the line. “I want to see Teddy at Gate D in ten minutes. Otherwise, what you’ll be looking at is your son’s corpse.”
Bronx couldn’t risk it. Simon was his only kid. He immediately called his people in, the ref stopped the fight, and they dragged Teddy out of there.
Bronx believed that this situation would provide him the opportunity to set an example and demonstrate his authority to everyone. But the second Simon stepped out of sight, everything went sideways.
He had no clue when this guy even slipped in. The security footage showed absolutely nothing–like the man was a ghost or something.
It seemed the target of Judy’s astronomical bounty wouldn’t go down easily. Bronx had been hoping to earn some recognition for this, but now that was clearly off the table. He’d have to inform Judy that the man had arrived in Baykeep.
Meanwhile, Joshua pulled Shermaine down onto the couch beside him, grinning as he offered her a piece of fruit. “Here, sweetheart, have some of this- it’ll soothe your throat.”
Shermaine stared at him in disbelief. He was acting like she’d been screaming her lungs out in the bedroom. Her eyes narrowed dangerously as her hand found his waist and gave it a sharp pinch.
She must have hit a sensitive spot because Joshua let out a muffled groan, his face tightening with discomfort.