“What the fuck!” I curse out loud as I saw the outside was already dim. My hands tightly tied behind my back and as well as my feet. I restrain and moved a lot, trying to break the binds that hooked me. He was watching me as he blew the thick smoke of a cigar in the air. He was pouring the glass of his elegant wine as he maintains eye contact with me. “What the hell did you inject me?” he remained unbothered.
“Dr. Karsyn! Let me go!
“Why would I not include him?” he said. Dr. Karsyn walked going to Jacob’s place. Jacob was glaring at him sharply. “The fuck! You again, Karsyn! How pathetic you can get. Let me out here and let’s do it one on one!” he challenged the mad doctor. Dr. Karsyn leaned closer to him. “I won’t lay my hands to people like you. Dirty and low-quality. Shut your damn mouth and be grateful I haven’t killed you in the first place,”Jacob chuckled as he spat on Dr. Karsyn’s face. “Only because you don’t have the balls to do it. Stupid man!” he said. Dr. Karsyn wiped the saliva on his face, and he executed a fistful punch on Jacob’s face causing him to fell on the floor. The two men laughed hard. And so, does Dr. Karsyn. “Talking about balls when you don’t have the courage to tell the police that it is you who killed your parents,”My mouth gaped open. &ldq
A wide smile followed by an evil grin plastered on his lips. His eyes were ecstatic and glistened such lust and hunger. Licking his bottom lip and squeezed his dick and wiggled it. “That’s right. I am allowing you to be a slut, a whore or anything in between only for me. No man shall you ride a dick. Only mine, you will drive,” he moved closer to me and as he collected spits from his mouth. Dr Karsyn used his toes to open my mouth. I was being left with zero options but allowing him. Not to feed my lust but for the safeness of the people around me, Jacob, and my parents.It was then that his hot and bubbly drool passed straight down to my mouth. The low and squirting sound his mouth produced as he successfully transferred it to me. It made me feel disgusted by it. For the third time he had done this to me, it always made me wanted to puke in abhorrence and slice a quarter of his face. “Gargle it. Make it loud and long,” there was a
“Hah! Hah!” taking the opportunity to catch my breath fast as he pulled out his dick from my mouth. He smiled, looking at me and pouring my face with his drool as he slapped my cheek using his big white long dick. It was now glistening and shining covered with my saliva. Shaking my head and breathed heavily as thick saliva of mine were on my face. It was bubbly and runny. “Damn blessed having all the money in the world. They say you can’t buy happiness, but here I am thrashing his mouth like a damn pussy!” he looked heavenward and shook his head as he let out small laughs.He then shoved his dick back to my mouth. And like a rumble of thunder, he fucked my mouth over and over. I puked, and all but that didn’t stop Dr Karsyn from giving himself pleasure it was then as he continued drilling my throat, his hands played my nipples. He tried hard bending over. Soon then he successfully turns as he roughly sucked and licked my
SEASON 2Hello everyone!First of all, if you have made it this far, an endless thank you to you. I appreciate your presence taking the time reading my book. Secondly, I am sorry. I am sorry because I may not deliver the cleanest chain of thought or have a strong plot in a story. I am a new writer and still currently learning as of today. Lastly, I have decided and think heavily that I will put the P.O.V of the second book in the Third Person. I find it more transparent and direct and showcase all the feeli
Lost. He was lost. Looking himself in the mirror and hot tears caressed down his rosy cheek. He wiped and faked a smile, trying to touch his reflection in the mirror. He chuckled. “When will you be pleased, Keatton?” asking himself in the mirror. He was different from what he was before. Very different. The changes in him are visible, and he can sense it so well. Sitting back on the luxurious bed with all the diamonds engraved on the sides of it. Keatton looked heavenwards as he takes a deep breath remembering how simple and calm his life before. Eventually, it was just his thought. Crying himself a little more is one of his daily routine that made him feel alive. Alive yet dead inside. Keatton wondered all the possibilities if he hasn’t met him, Dr. Karsyn, or more lik
Early in the morning came, and his throat was sore, Keatton. Around four a.m., when he rose from the bed and took a pee. It was a bizarre and strange feeling to him every time he urinates. Although it was on the verge of entirely healing but still, it was a wonder to him, and he gets nervous every time urine secretes from his new reproductive organ. Keatton was afraid that the fake pussy might come off as he urinates. Sweats formed on his creases, and he looked heavenward as he sat on the toilet bowl, slowly pulling his shorts. It was hard for him to swallow, but he did for the sake of his tenseness.“Damn!” covering his mouth
Tears flow down his eyes and caressing on his cheeks. The scene was so magical to him that he thought it was the first time in a long time that he had seen such places. A week feels like he had been imprisoned for a lifetime with his eyes. “Aren’t you tired of crying?” Dr. Karsyn asked, puffing his cheek as he was busy watching adult movies. Keatton sobbed as he covers his mouth. It was lunchtime. The sun was striking hard and peeked through at the luxurious car where they are in. Keatton watches his parents from afar as they pick up boxes.“Mom. Dad,” whispering in the air as he wiped his tears. Dr. Karsyn rolled his eyes as he cursed. “Damn the fuck, Keatton. Why don’t you go and
He was busy finding his necktie, but a hand suddenly offered him the long red tie he needs to complete his uniform. “Thanks,” he timidly responded and faced the whole-body mirror in front of him. There, Dr. Karsyn stared at his reflection in the mirror. He was tired of wearing the same uniform daily as he was tired of going to his company. It was a thought in him that it was a heavy work to run a billion-dollar empire and maintaining his reputation and name on the pedestal that no one can ever match him in every angle.Extending his left arm as he wears his white long sleeves polo and then on the other side. His physique was damn maintained that made his toy drool over him. His protruding eight packs of abs. The tattoos of him that Keatton loved to lick and trace with his tongue every time their body become one every time he plugs in his nuts inside the poor boy’s ass.It made him more excited and agitated as he
The Blissful EndingKEATTON’S P. O. V.1 YEAR LATER…The sun was vividly bright, striking at the tomb of the man I loved. If it is not for the tent that is covering us here, then we’ll be all melted.“Mommy!”“Hey, Baby,”It has been a year since Damon left us. It always feels like yesterday. And I still feel like he was here, beside me guarding me twenty-four-seven. A lot has changed.We are gathered at the cemetery. Remembering our deceased loved one, Damon Karsyn. Although it has been a year, the pain, the memories, and the love they share are still on my heart and mind. Even though it is hard, I need to move on.Not a day after he passed away, I never cried. I’ve been depressed and am on the verge of attempting to eradicate myself. But Robert
Epilogue: GoodbyeKEATTON’S P. O. VMy airways are blocked. I kept gasping for air. My tears kept on rolling. The day has finally arrived. “Wake up, please!!” I demanded. I hugged my Mom, who’s crying now. The people inside the hospital room are weeping. Doctor Andrew stands at the door with palms covering his eyes.“Daddy Damon! Wake up, please!! Hear me out, you big man!!” I let go of my Mom’s hug and hugged Damon tightly. This would be the last time that I will hug him. the day has arrived for me to unplug the life support of them.I looked at Damon’s saggy eyes. “Daddy,” I whispered. “Would you dare leave me? I thought you’ll be mine forever? I thought I’ll be yours forever too? Open your eyes now, would you? We are all rooting for you here. Please, do it for me and for our future. Daddy, please?&
Chapter 176: The Hardest DecisionKEATTON’S P. O. V. Not a single day the word mercy killing echos on my mind. Another two months have passed, making it five months of their coma. And every day that passes us by, the more their body came weak and thin. True to Andrew’s words that it was the ventilator giving them life support.It’s hard to look at them in that way. I sat on the bench looking heavenwards. Blake sat beside me. Only the two of us are left in the room. My parents still need to work as they have a job, and Robert, on the contrary, should not stay awake twenty-four hours. Robert already had an underlying condition in health that may trigger if he continues lacking of sleep.Me? I don’t care if I’ll have health complications for not having enough sleep. I still have high hopes for them to wakeup.“K
Chapter 175: Life SupportKEATTON'S P. O. V.It has been a sleepless day for us. We've been drinking countless cups of coffee. All of us are keeping an eye on Damon and Dominick. Who knows that any minute, second, or hour from now, they will move.The sun is rising for a new day. I feel a tap on my shoulders. As I look up, I saw Dad. He smiled bitterly. "Uhm… you need to sleep even for a bit, son,""Thanks, Dad, but I am by no means sleepy. I can't miss seeing them moving their fingers or waking up!" making my voice alive to show my hopes. "I understand you. But look at you… it has been a month since you've taken a shower. It would be best for you to clean yourself. Damon or Dominick would not dare hug you when you smell like rotten eggs,""B-But what if they wake up and no one notices it?""Your Mom and I and the people around here are looking for them. Go take a ha
Chapter 174: Adore youKEATTON’S P. O. V.3 MONTHS LATER Day passing by without them giving a sign of moving is killing me. I opted to cry alone in the dark or in the cubicle or when I’m alone in the hospital room. I need them to wake up as early as now. Seeing them in that pace where their body turning the opposite of what they had before is making me hard to breathe.The ones that carry good looks are nowhere to be seen. Their lips are dry and chapped. Like withering leaves, they are. But I still had high hopes. I know they will wake up. And I claimed it!My parents and I are inside the room. They are sitting beside Dominick, and along with them is Ben. While I sat on Damon’s side, along with me is Robert and Blake. My cries echoed the room. I held on to Damon’s hands and kissed the palm of it.
CHAPTER 173: When A Father CriesKEATTON'S P. O. V.A week passed by, and my hopes are still up. Both Dominick and Damon are placed in the same room per my request. As always, Sir Blake contests it, but I still won the argument. I've been sleepless for a week. I don't feel tired at all.I wanted to be awake whenever they open their eyes or their fingers moves. And yet those weeks, there isn't a day that my eyes to be in flood. It is hard seeing them in ventilators with endotracheal intubation. My eyes are alternately looking at Dominick's monitor and Damon's monitor.Please, Lord God. I need a miracle.Please let them live.The door creaked open. It projected the physique of the man I loved. But he was his father. I smiled at him. He did not respond. Blake is enraged by the choices I made. "Good evening, Sir," I greeted. He was voiceless.He sat beside me in the middle. I h
CHAPTER 172: When Will They Wake Up?KEATTON’S P. O. V.Night came, and we are still outside the operating room waiting for the doctor to come out. I appreciate they are doing their best, but can they please hurry? I’ll lose my sanity if this would take another long hour to wait.“Oh!” we both looked at the man who facepalmed himself. Beside him was Robert. “Didn’t I tell you to fucking get lost before I come back? Get lost now,” he declared.None of us moved. My parents and I looked away from Sir Blake, same with Ben. “The fuck!?” he yelled again. “Are you deaf or plainly dumb!?” the temperament of his voice captivates my interest. I stared at him.“Get lost now, Keatton! Bring your damn fam!” he bellowed. Robert caressed his shoulders and smiled apologetically at me. “I’m sorry, Keatton,” sa
Chapter 171: Misfortuned TruthBEN’S P. O. VJust by looking at Mr. Karsyn—the father of Lord Damon, the intensity of his angst on Master Dominick is quite sensible. Well, I did not come here to have a beef with anyone else. I am here to spill some teas.Beside me is my bodyguard. I need to protect myself at all costs too. One life to live is not enough for me to fulfill my dreams. In front of me is Damon’s dear to his heart.As I saw Keatton, I saw reasons why Master Dominick has deeply in love with him. I cleared my throat and held the brown envelope. “Before I start,” I paused staring at them as we sat on the bench. “I came here at peace. I don’t want any war to arise after this one—”I was cut off by Mr. Blake. “Well we are at war now,” he said. “Your damn dumb Master started this!”I nod my head as
Chapter 170: Life And DeathKEATTON’S P. O. V.“WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU TWO!!” yelling at the two bodyguards that I brought along. We are here at the hospital right now. I was walking circles outside the operating room.The smell of the hospital is making me sick. My fist clenched, looking at these guys. “WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU!!” pointing my fingers at them as my blood boils. “We-We are sorry, Mam—”“Mam, my ass!! YOU ARE ALL INCOMPETENT!!” I don’t care if people will stare at us. They know nothing, so they better stick their nose on how they should be.I heard heavy footsteps running on us. It was Sir Blake with Robert. “Keatton? What happened? Where is Damon?” Blake asked. Shutting my eyes closed as tears swelled from it. “H-He is at the o-operating r-room,” I startled crying.Robert gasp