"Bingo!" he whispered, his voice low and smooth. He tilted his head, one brow raised as he winked playfully.

Jayson’s smirk deepened as the figure before him froze, the sound of his phone’s ringtone still lingering in the air. The person lowered their phone slowly, the movement deliberate, hesitant, as if hoping for some miraculous escape.

Jayson stepped forward, closing the space between them with measured strides. His eyes never wavered, glinting with some kind of coldness. "Surprised?" he asked softly, his voice filled with quiet confidence.

The figure remained silent, their hood shadowing most of their features. Jayson tilted his head, observing them with predatory calm. He felt the...