"Father," Kristoff greeted the first person he saw as he entered his family mansion, which they hardly invited him to, unless it was for holidays dinner. His father trying to bribe him, or to show off the success of his business.
"Son, you are late." Was all his father said as a greeting.
"At least I am here."
Just as his father was about to speak, the front door opened again and in watch Kristoff's sister.
"Daddy, I missed you so much." She dropped her bags and ran over to give him a hug.
"What? No scolding for her, she came couple minutes after me."
"Oh, Kristoff. You are here." She smiled at him.
"Nice seeing you too, Kristina." The two exchanged awkward smiles before Kristina turned away and walked up the stairs.
"Well, it's good to be home. If I can even call it that."
"Anyway, Elijah. Is the guest house still available for me to stay in?"
"I beg your pardon." Kristoff's father said to him, placing
"Can't stand to see me winning." Kristina said, coming out into the cool night air to brag. "Always jealous that daddy favours me more than you. And now you can't stand to see that I have this under my belt." "Under your belt? I don't know how you can brag about success when everything was even given to you. Father knew I wanted CC Inc. He knew I was planning to buy it and stole it from me to give it to the likes of you." "The likes of-" "You know nothing about running a business. It's funny how you say I am the jealous one when everything I have and do, you just have to do it bigger or get something better. Well, sister, good luck with your new endeavours." "Wait, that's it?" "Yes, you disgusting troll, I can't believe I shared the same womb as you. I should have eaten you when I had the chance." "Listen-" "No, you listen you spoilt brat-" Kristina threw her drink in Kristoff's face before he could get the rest
Kristoff pounded impatiently at Chance's apartment door. The door directly across from Chance swung open, with a miserable face appearing. The fat man in a grey shirt, with ketchup stain and other stains, frowned then opened his man, causing his forgotten cigarette to fall out. "Keep it down will ya!" The man yelled. ''Maybe if you were minding your own business, you wouldn't have a problem with me being here.'' "Its two am in the God-damn morning, some of us need our sleep.'' ''''Well go sleep then.'' ''We all have rights in this country.'' Kristoff flipped the bird, the angry man slammed his door. Leaving Kristoff to wonder how someone like him got an apartment in a place like this. It was a pristine place, with a high selling price. Then again, Kristoff had learnt from Chance to not judge anyone. But, at the same time, of all the fifteen people that lived in the apartment, he was the one to find a problem.
Malcom sat in his car, on the curb, waiting for Kristoff to leave so he could go have a word with Chance. But with each time the entrance door opened up, it was either a delivery person or someone that lived there.Then he finally left, and immediately Malcom drove up with his unmarked car to take Kristoff’s spot.The buzzer at the front entrance to the apartment where Chance lived went off. It buzzed three times, signalling that someone wanted to either speak with him or come up."Hello?" Chance pressed the receiver button."Is this Chance?" The male voice asked."Who is this?""A friend."Chance scoffed into the speaker."It's Malcom, Kristoff's best friend.""He isn't here.""I know that. Can I come up? I wish to speak with you."Chance thought for a while, before pressing the button to allow Malcom inside."Nice place." Malcom said, while looking around the place."What do I owe the
"And that's what happened." Chance finished, then took a sip from his green tea.He watched the look on Kristoff's face. Who was too stunned to speak. He wished he hadn't asked Chance what had happened with him and Malcom. Now he was afraid that Chance would leave him."What happened between you and Malcom?""History.""I want to know if this guy thinks you can come between us.""Us?""Yes Us, Kris, I wouldn't want Malcom to come between us. He is only using you and I wish you could see that.""I do see it. Hence why when I went to the club with him when we came back from Columbia, I ended it with him. Though he threatened to out me as gay, he has no evidence but I have quite a few dirt on him.""No wonder why he came here.""Never expected him to."Kristoff wiped at his mouth, getting rid of the crumbs from the steamed bun."Are you sure you want to hear what happened between Malcom and I?""Sure."
After being roommates for two weeks, Kristoff actually found himself talking to Malcom more and more.Malcom never spoke about his life on the outside, and neither did he."What are you going to do when you get out?" Malcom asked, laying on the ground and playing with a football."Go to college and start my own business. What about you?""You know, maybe become a kingpin. Fuck bitches or become a rapper."Kristoff scoffed."You find that funny?""No, but you must have a plan. This is reform school, you have to come out better than you came in.""Do you really believe that? Because I don't see that happening. Just these rich kids going back home to inherit things, and continue being the counts they are.""Not me though.""You never told me why you were here." Malcom sat up."My father hates me, he blames me for everything that goes wrong.""Well, I guess I'm better off. I never knew my father."
For months, the two have been having a secret relationship, with both not able to keep their hands off the other while in the room or alone.Kristoff arched his back as Malcom had his head in his lip, working his magical tongue.When the door to the library opened and closed, Kristoff tried to push Malcom away before anyone could catch them in the act.But no one came around the corner, so the two continued until Kristoff bust off in his mouth."Where did you learn to do things like this?" Kristoff asked, buttoning his pants."My mother is a whore. We lived in a one-bedroom apartment and she was shy about bringing different men home. Some would tell me to do the things she did whenever she wasn't around.""That's disgusting." Kristoff said."Nah, besides. Your virgin ass wouldn’t have known what a blow job felt like if I hadn't come along.""I'm sure that in due time a female would have come along."Malcom gave a l
Just like Kristoff, Chance said nothing after Kristoff told him about his and Malcom's history.All he did was stare at him for a while.''Yes, I know. Fucked up, I allowed himself to be turned out by some- I can't even blame him, it has to do with me as much as it has to do with him."Kristoff paused."We both were damaged, him dealing with the shit he saw his mother do and then losing her and me being naïve. Maybe if I hadn’t initiated the first move, or made him think it was ok to come onto me and do all those things."Chance place a hand on Kristoff's thigh. "You couldn't have known that it would come to this. You were simply experimenting. Young, and tried to get away, but he used your past to hold you captive time and time again."Kristoff looked up at Chance. "I'm not too worried though, Malcom doesn't have the guts to bring this to the media.""Are you such?""If he outs me, he risks outing himself. Besides,
After a long while of silent and both men coming out of their sexual high, Kristoff was the one to speak first. He rolled to his side to face Chance, then kissed his nose."So, I know that you are the Alpha/Dominant male and all, but you should be bottom every once in a while You know, make this a versatile thing." Kristoff said.Chance thought for a while, "umm. Nah. There will be no flip-fucking.""How come on? You can't expect me to be on the receiving end all the while. Now do you?" Kristoff complained.''I'm dominant, you're submissive and that's that.''''But I want to be between your ass too.''"I'll think about." Chance replied, but deep down he knew there was nothing to think to do. He had thought about it a lot already and he had already decided that he would always be on top and would never allow Kristoff to penetrate him.''Such a hardass.''Chance pressed a hard kiss to Kristoff's lips. “Stop thinking so hard
A naked Chance looked down at the beach below the balcony to the room he and Kristoff were staying in. As they honeymooned in Sardina, Italy. He watched Kristoff as he walked up the shore, with his surfboard in hand, flipping his hair out of his eyes. Chance stayed like that as he took a deep breath, drinking in the salty sea air and staring out of the beautiful clear water. "Missed me? Sexy." Kristoff said, slapping Chance on the bare ass. Chance turned to him, "maybe." Kristoff kissed Chance’s chest, then wrapped his hands around him "I sure wish you would come surfing with me, but you can't swim." Kristoff teased. "Have you ever seen a fish walking on land?" Kristoff laughed, "no but I'm sure if they could grow legs, they wouldn't leave the surface." "I'm sure there would be one who wouldn't want to venture." Kristoff rolled his eyes, "so what are you going to do today?" "Let me show you." Cha
"I feel so nervous." Kristoff said, while he put on his white jacket. "I know man, this must be tough. Last day of being a free man. I don't think I could do it." Duncan said. "Can you shut up for once? This is a special day for Kristoff and Chance. There is no need to talk shit." Justin snapped at him, pushing up his glasses. "No need to get your panties in a twist, I'm just saying." "Well, say less!" Justin snapped again. There was a knock on the door, then Chance's voice came. "Kristoff, can I talk to you for a minute?" "Chance, don't you know it is bad luck to see the bride, rather groom, before the wedding?" Duncan asked, while struggling to do his cuffs. "Can you shut up!" Justin yelled. He was getting annoyed with Duncan's nonsense, trying to freak them out before the big moment. Kristoff stepped out of the room. “Yeah. What is-" Kristoff stopped what he was about to ask, to smile at Chance. "You look ama
Just as Kristoff rolled over, ready to enjoy the warmth of Chance, the alarm went off.Kristoff groaned, kicking his legs in frustration."How come on, can we get a little lay in?""We can relax all we want after the wedding and when we are on our honeymoon." Chance mumbled."You're right, but I miss our little cuddles where people call our phones and yell at us for being late. But can't do anything about it because we are their bosses."Chance chuckled, pulling him close to him. "I miss it too, but we have a wedding to plan.""I know and I can't wait to get my last name changed."After the two finally got out of bed, they head to Loey's planning services. Where Loey was waiting to take them cake tasting, because she was right. Neither of them like the cakes Chance suggested."Good, you two are on time. So, I know that you both are excited about your wedding but, I have some sad news. Someone has booked the garden."
"Kris, over here!" Chance called out, waving for his fiancé to come over. They exchanged a kiss when Kristoff got over to him. "What took you so long?" Chance asked. "Meeting after meeting, and lunch rush hour." Kristoff rolled his eyes, taking his coat off, and throwing it on the back of a chair. "Don't let him bully you. The wedding planner isn't even here yet. She is having car trouble." Aurora told Kristoff, skipping through the catalog of a fashion magazine. Kristoff flopped down in the chair, pouring himself some champagne then kicked his leg up on the small stool before him. "How can a wedding planner be late? Shouldn't she be the first one here? Or at least, have someone here to help her out?" Kristoff asked, taking a sip from his drink. "I was wondering the same thing, we have been waiting for a while now." Chance said, as he sat around a decorated table, scrolling through his phone. "What are you looking at?"
"Is everything all set?" Chance asked, looking himself over in the mirror, while fixing his tie, even though nothing was wrong with it. "Yes, everything was ready to go since this morning, and was only waiting for the guests to arrive." Aurora said, smiling brightly. "Why do I feel so nervous?" Chance asked, shaking his hands to get rid of the weak feeling they had. "I don't know, I feel happy. I can't wait for you to announce the wedding date." Aurora clapped, fixing her brother's hair so that it was no longer in his eyes. "Thanks." Aurora hugged him, "I so happy for you, but come. Let's go. I'm sure Kristoff and everyone else are waiting for you. This is a big deal after all." When Chance got to the top of the stairs, he saw Kristoff looking dashing in a well tailored white suit waiting for him. "Good luck." Aurora winked at Kristoff, then gave Kristoff a small hug as she passed him to go down the stairs. "Finally." K
"Hey there." Kristoff went up behind Chance, carrying a brown bag and two cups of coffee."Hey." Chance smiled at him, taking one of the coffee."How are things going?""With all the interviews, it's boring and I haven't found the suitable candidates to help me run this place or even carry out a simple field research. I'm starting to think that all these people only came just because they it’s me.""Don't worry, the right people will come your way soon enough.""Still haven't heard from your sister?""No, after a week and with the company depleting more and more, I would think she would have sold the company, but she is trying to be a hard ball. I give her another week.""I need help to carry out all these interviews, its getting annoying and working my head in." Chance said, before taking a bite out of his sandwich."I think I know what can help." Kristoff told him, then left to lock the doors.When he entered the
"Chance, you are not going to like this." Kristoff said, as he scrolled through his Instagram page."Like what?" Chance asked, as he backed out of the driveway.Kristoff held up his phone for Chance to see when he stalled the car."The secret son of Donavon Spence." Chance read the headlines aloud. Then looked at Kristoff."What?" Kristoff asked."This has Tamara written all over it, but maybe if you didn't tell her.""Everyone would have known, eventually."Chance took the phone, reading the article for Kristoff to hear.'It seems as if Chance, the boyfriend to Kristoff Pantovic, is living a fairy-tale life. Going from nothing but a street kid to Kristoff's soon to be husband, now it's alleged that he is the son of Donavon Spence, business tycoon.''What's next is for this twenty-plus years old, living a Cinderella life?'"Fairy-tale? Cinderella?" Chance scoffed."Seems as if we both had people in our live
Kristoff rolled to his back, now becoming awake. He looked at the time to see that I was only four-fifteen in the morning.He then rolled to his side to look at Chance, who was sleeping peacefully. He touched his face, then ran his hand down to his chest before forcing him to his back.Chance groaned in his sleep as he felt something on his hips. His groans soon turned to moans in his half awake sleep as he felt something wet and warm sucking on him.Chance's toes curled as it moved to his balls, then back to his cock."Damn." The sucking caused him to jerk fully from his sleep, trying to push the person away."Will you stop and enjoy?" Kristoff grumbled."Kris?" Chance said in a husky voice."Who else were you expecting, the tooth fairy?" Kristoff pushed his hand away to go back to his task of pleasing Chance.Chance opened his legs wider, giving Kristoff a better access.When Kristoff circled his tongue around the tip
"How do I look?" Kristoff asked, as he turned this way and that, looking at himself in the mirror."Like you always do, handsome." Chance went up behind him and enfold him into a hug."I'm so nervous about this dinner." Kristoff said, turning around to face Chance."Why?""Because Mr Spence is my business partner. What if I fuck this up?""Well, tonight you are my boyfriend and a friend of the family. So relax." Chance told him, while fixing his gold studded cuff links."Thanks." Kristoff kissed him."Good, now. Let's go so we aren't late."When Chance got in the car, after debating about how should drive. Kristoff stared at him from the passenger's side."There is something you should know. I have a son and a wife."It was a good thing Chance hadn’t started driving, because he knew he would crash.“My son came about after college. I had a fling with the dean's daughter and I married my wife onl