That Damn Top-Tier Rival

Chi Yi is a domineering CEO. That night, his damn secretary sent a damn man to the bed in his damn luxury presidential suite, and, as luck would have it, his rival had slipped him a damn aphrodisiac. His entire body was damn hot, and the man had a damn fine body. So they did some damn things that couldn’t be shown on screen. Baili Badao is a domineering CEO. That night, his damn secretary sent a damn man to the bed in his damn luxury presidential suite, and, as luck would have it, his rival had slipped him a damn aphrodisiac. His entire body was damn hot, and the man had a damn fine body. So they did some damn things that couldn’t be shown on screen. The damn morning after, the two damn men simultaneously flung a damn check at each other’s damn faces. Perhaps the aura of two people cut from the same cloth was too strong. They each took the check off their face and narrowed their eyes at the other. Chi Yi understood: They were both in the same line of work. What he didn’t understand was why Baili Badao would give someone a million just for sleeping with them. Baili Badao understood too. He glanced sideways at the ten-thousand-yuan check in his hand. “Because I’m rich.” Chi Yi nodded. He’d lost the upper hand by refusing to be a sucker, but he wasn’t about to lose his dignity. He forced the corner of his damn mouth upward and said with a wicked smile, “Man, you did well last night. I’m very satisfied with you.” As luck would have it, Baili Badao raised the corner of his damn mouth at just the right moment too. He caressed Chi Yi’s waist suggestively and said with delight, “You were even better.” Chi Yi had left his waist exposed for too long and caught a chill. He suddenly sneezed and murmured, “It’s getting cold.” Baili Badao’s eyes narrowed abruptly. “The Wang family?” Chi Yi turned to him in surprise. “You too...?” Baili Badao nodded slowly. It seemed they had a common enemy. It’s getting cold. That old man from the Wang family won’t be able to sit still. Chi Yi tucked himself farther under the blanket. Baili Badao noticed and asked, “Are you cold?” He nodded. A look of strategic brilliance flashed in the man’s eyes as he coolly ordered someone nearby, “Raise the temperature.” The temperature around them shot up. Chi Yi realized he’d met a top-tier colleague. To be safe, he tested the waters again. “I don’t like the smell in here.” The man’s low voice rang out: “Change the air.” Chi Yi was filled with respect. - Switches Ordinary domineering CEO × top-tier domineering CEO [This only guarantees that they switch positions in bed. I make no promises about an equal balance of attention, mutual indulgence, equality, or two dominant tops going head-to-head. Readers who care about figuring out who’s more assertive, who’s more of a top, who loves the other more, or who seems more like a top or a bottom are advised not to read. Please decide for yourself whether to avoid it if that matters to you.] Theme: Side by side