Enemy of my enemy

Luka sponsored a bottle of wine worth twelve thousand dollars, trying to start things off well. Although he knew Jayden wouldn't care, he just decided to do it because, after all, he had the money.

Twelve thousand dollars was certainly nothing to him.

After serving both glasses, they sat across from each other. Luka waited for Jayden to take three sips before attempting to say a word, and then before he could...

Jayden suddenly cut in.

"I know what you want, Luka."

Luka froze at once upon hearing that, but he tried to shake off his actual feelings about that statement. Certainly, he tried to act like he didn't really understand what Jayden was talking about, but Jayden clearly knew he knew.

"Uhh... I... I don't really..."