SEASON 2
Hello 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
Damon had lost his grit as he was in his company. His mind was floating and mainly focusing on the box he received. Never in his life was he... scared. If the package was only about his company, then he won’t worry about it. But it is different. It now talks about the love of his life. His toy. His bedwarmer. The one who captured his heart when he was young, Keatton Morgan. As a kid, Damon sees himself as a man with ambition and direction. He was confident of the things he wanted and had so much trust with his instinct. The only successor of his Dad, Blake Karsyn. As his upbringing was far different from the usual and typical children, Damon was taught to be a professional when he was two.He had no chance to play outside their house or get to know with other children around their neighborhood. Well, eventually, they have been living all their lives away from their neighbors, for their land, approximately parameter like a whole a city. They have been
And their lips mingled with each other. Their bodies felt the urge to sit at the stairs, so they did without cutting the kiss. It was a blissful feeling for them. Their head swayed as their mouth and lips did the work, and they kissed each other passionately. They felt all the emotions that none of them have expressed as they both don’t have the guts to tell it. “Ohhhhhm. Uhmmmm. Ahhhhhhm,” moans escaped under their breath s they kissed. The clasping sound of their lips and tongue sounded the stairs.Damon’s hand went searching and touching the petite body of the boy. It made his dick to pop the veins as his dick went big underneath his briefs. He feels and allowed it to drip, oozing pre-cum as he kissed. He could not deny that he feels so much libido and horny around Keatton every time they will be as one or every time he would destroy the poor boy’s ass. He cut the kiss as he spoke. “Do you feel disgusted by me?
Damon grunted. “What the fuck, Dad!!” anger and disappointment are audible in his voice as his Dad, Blake Karsyn, was shaking his head, looking at the two of them. Instinctively, Damon hugged Keatton closer as he covers the naked body of the little milk-colored smooth skin of the boy. “Turn yourself around, old man! Damn you!” cursing his biological father. “Damn you more, moron!” he turned around as he nag. “You got this damn big ass house, and yet you can’t afford to make it in your room before you guys fuck. Since when does having sex on the stairs is comfortable?”“We were about to experience it, Dad, and yet here you are interrupting us. Fuck you dickhead!&rdq
A glorious morning it was for Keatton Morgan. The things he was about to see will surely blow his mind. He was waking up as he hopped out from the bed. No arms were wrapping around him already. Keatton was stunned as this was the first time he woke up without him at his side. His face was in a question mark as his eyebrow crossed, roaming all the four corners of their room. “Daddy?” whispering as he asked. Keatton scratched the back of his neck as he heads going to the bathroom inside their room. ‘Perhaps he was here,’ he thought himself as he twists the doorknob open. But to his surprise, it made his shoulders dr
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