"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?"
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."
"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
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
The New Hampshire Gala. Only the rich and famous ever got invited. Did Chance Gregory care? No. All he wanted tonight was a belly full, and a warm place to properly crash at for the night. He didn't get the memo either. It was a red tie and stilettos event. Which meant men were to wear red ties, with well-tailored suits, while their female counterparts were to wear red stilettos, that matched their fancy dresses. Chance, on the other hand, nothing of the sort. In fact, he snuck in, pretending to be a part of the waiting staff. Where he tricked a young inexperienced boy into playing a game of cards or lose his attire. He lost and had to hand over his last 10 bucks, even though neither knew how to play the game. Chance turned out to be the worst at his own idea. So there he was, dressed in a pair of black washed out skinny jeans, and a yellow buttoned down shirt that was stained from his interview last week at Bur
"I have some questions for you.''"I don't like people intruding in on my life.''"It's not intruding if you are willing to tell me.''Chance opened his mouth to speak, but Kristoff held up a hand to cut him off.''Tell you what, I buy you a drink and you answer my question.''Before Chance could respond, Kristoff walked away.Reluctantly, Chance got up and joined Kristoff over by the small bar that has four people milling around and chatting about where they were planning to go for their vacation. A conversation Chance had no interest in listening to.When Chance tried to order a drink, Kristoff waved the bartender off. She gave him a look, then rolled her eyes.Ignoring her, Kristoff called over a male that dressed differently from the other bar waiters to show that he was of a higher position."Why is she here?''Who? Goldamay.''"Yes, I don't like it. Get rid of her.''The man nodded, then
"Since you want to play 21 questions. Tell me about yourself."A smile spreadsacross Kristoff's face."My lifestyle is quite lavish, but with me. What you see is what you get. I have nothing to hide." Kristoff's smile wavered a bit, which Chance didn't miss."You can call me Kristoff, Kris or even daddy, whichever you like. I'm comfortable with either."Chance leant away, clearly not comfortable with any of it."You are bullsh*tting, I can tell by the way your eye twitched and your smile dropped a bit.""Observant. But fine, I want it all. The money, the fame, the bitches. I didn't want to appear arrogant, but you forced my hand.""Still not enough." Chance said."I have always thought I was a ladies' man until I saw you. I don't know if it is your eyes, or the balls you have in coming here. I'm certain you have big balls." Kristoff placed a hand on top of Chance's.Chance pulled back with a disgusted look on his f
Instead of leaving, Chance followed Kristoff over to his table, where three other people were sitting."My people, allow me to introduce. Chance. Chance, these are Stefan, his date Stacy. He only dates women with the same first initial as him and Joel.'' Kristoff pointed at them as he said their names.Stefan gave a salute, while his date, who has a long black wig, scrunched her botched nose up. Joel, on the other hand, who had on an expensive-looking Freddie Krueger shirt on was too busy on his phone to notice anything.''Joel is a blogger.'' Kristoff made a face at the way Joel had his nose in his phone.''Chance nodded a greeting, then moved to take a seat but was stopped by the overly tanned skin, thick glasses, Stefan."That seat is already taken.''"It's fine, Chance, you can sit.''Just as Chance sat, a female with strawberry blonde hair and lips filled with fillers came to stand at the table."Huh, do I know you?" She a
As promised, Kristoff had opened Chance's eyes to a dazzling new world and a life he never imagined. Taking him everywhere, from erotic rainforest adventures, Film Festivals in France, and whale watching in Alaska. Any I*******m traveller would be jealous. Kristoff even planned on enrolling Chance in a linguist class and a Mathematics, so that he could match up to him. Sure, Chance was street smart, but that wasn't enough. And his good looks wouldn't bring him through forever. He needed to be educated so that others won't take advantage of him, educated enough to get a job and someday be on the same level as Kristoff. Kristoff wanted the best for his new friend, hence, why he was plying him with the finest delicacies and jewelries, custom-made suits, a car, and a penthouse in the ci
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