YOUR MOVE - If you stay, he sets the rules.

First Edition: 2026

YOUR MOVE

If you stay, he sets the rules.

This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons is purely coincidental.

No part of this publication may be reproduced without written permission from the author.

This story is for adults only (+18).

All characters are adults.

Look at him again.

He’s a big man. Heavy. Around sixty. Six foot. Two hundred and forty pounds, well carried. Shaved head. Broad face. Thick neck. You can see the hairy chest and the wide belly showing between the open edges of his shirt, the hair covering it down to the navel.

He’s sitting in the leather armchair, settled into it, legs open. The dark jacket hangs loose. The white shirt is unbuttoned almost to the bottom. A gold chain crosses his chest. The medal rests against his skin. Rings on his fingers. In his right hand, the cigar. The smoke rises slowly toward the office ceiling, toward the painting of the ship, toward the green lamp.

He smiles.

You can see the hairy chest, the thick hair running down over the wide belly that shows between the edges of the cloth.

You can see his navel. You can see how the gold chain crosses his torso and how the medal rests against ...