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His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Fourteen
William I didn’t wanna know what the hell had gotten into Tristan, but after that crap he just pulled today. That truly was the height of it, I decided I was gonna go and stick whatever the hell is bugging him up his ass. From impossible tasks, to cold shoulders and now this. I don’t care if he is the CEO or whatever. I’m done dealing with what it was that’s been bugging him so much. I strongly made up my mind that I was gonna confront him, no matter how ugly things went . As I stood outside his glass-walled office, I could see him staring at his computer with his expression seemingly neutral. I clenched myn first so hard, I could almost feel my nails piercing me. My heart pounded to the rhythms of anxiety. But the annoyance and frustrations I felt were at its peak. I took a step and then another closer to the door and barged in after a knock without waiting for a response. He looked up at me a bit shocked, but then he seemed to ease his nerves when he saw it was me. Like I was n
Last Updated : 2024-11-29His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Fifteen
William"What the ?"The words came pouring out of my mouth before I knew it, my entire being with disbelief as I stared at Tristan, while still trying to process what he’d just said. My heart raced, my thoughts were a mess. Did he really just? No. This had to be some kind of sick joke. A cruel, twisted joke that only a sociopath likeTristan could think was funny."Are you insane? What the actual fuck? What the?" I asked, my voice trembled. I felt a rush of emotions through my head, and I let it out before I started having any second thoughts. "I have always known you’re a sadistic bitch, but this?" I gestured wildly between the two of us. "This is way too low, even for you."Tristan didn’t utter not even one word. Or rather, he couldn’t. There was something about the way he sounded, about the way he looked at me. It feels so genuine and a bit warm at the same time. For a moment I saw a part of Tristan that seemed vulnerable and humane. And I wanted to believe maybe there was a speck
Last Updated : 2024-11-29His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Sixteen
WilliamThere was no way I could go to work the day after Tristan confessed his love for me. I just couldn’t. I didn’t think I was ready to face him or the awkwardness that was bound to follow. My emotions were so all over the place, the confusion, the frustration, even a flicker of something I don’t think I wanna say. So I decided to stay in bed, and was sure to completely ignore the constant buzzing of my phone, and tried to process what had happened.Adrian had called my phone twice. While Tristan’s name showed up on my screen more times than I cared to count. But I let them both go to voicemail. I just needed a day to stay sane and keep my shit together, to figure out what I was even feeling.I needed to talk to someone, it felt like there was a huge mass in my chest and I was gonna exp-lode if I didn’t talk to someone. Ellie was the only person I could think of who might make sense of the mess in my head since she probably already saw this coming. By late morning, she was sitt
Last Updated : 2024-11-30His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Seventeen
William No matter how much I tried I still couldn’t shake the feeling that I needed to fix things with Adrian. No matter what had happened, he was still a good friend to me, and the last thing I wanted was for our relationship to fall apart because of whatever mess Tristan had thrown into the mix. So, I decided to take a detour after work. I wasn’t sure what was gonna happen, but I needed some answers, and I needed closure. Maybe we could work this out, put everything on the table, and move past this sandstorm together.When I reached his apartment, I stood outside for a moment, debating whether or not to knock. I felt so stupid and immature, but I had to do this. I just couldn’t just ignore the situation. After all, this was all Tristan's fault and not his.The door swung open, and there he was. Adrian. He looked as though he’d been expecting a visit, though the look he wore on his face told me that I wasn’t welcome.“What do you want, Will?” he asked, his voice flat, almost defens
Last Updated : 2024-11-30His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Eighteen
William The weekend was finally here. The much needed break I really needed from work, from everything that had been happening in my life so far. I had just ordered a pepperoni pizza, hoping for a nice a peaceful day to just sit back and relax, when my phone buzzed with a text. It was from my dad: "Don’t forget the charity event tonight, Will. Be there early. We are expecting you."My heart fell to my stomach. I had totally forgotten about the annual charity event my family and some other prestigious families hosted together. I hadn’t been in ages, mostly because I had been away from home for so long. The event was the usual Noblesse Oblige act with top companies and industries gathering to raise funds for orphanages and the homeless. It was supposed to be a night of high-class charity, something the top dogs liked to flaunt, and I had completely spaced on it. I had no choice but to go now, even if I didn’t want to but my dad’s reminder kept echoing in my mind.The pizza sat untou
Last Updated : 2024-11-30His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Nineteen
William's POV A fire was burning in my head until I felt like I had a coal brassier on my shoulders, and my eyes had narrowed to pinpricks of light. I drew in breath because everything else felt impossible at that moment The smile on his face was infuriating and I found my hands clenching into fists. But if my father was aware of how I felt or whatever was going on between us, he did not show it. “Tristan.” I said shortly. My father looked excitedly at the both of us. “I simply can’t tell you how much of an honour it is that you decided to come down for the event today, Tristan.” “It was nothing. I needed some time away from the office. I’m sure William felt the same. He’s been working an awful lot doing over mistakes he’s made that would have otherwise been costly.” My father looked at me with new eyes. “Do you need help with work, William? This is the first time I’m hearing of you redoing tasks.” “I wondered the same thing too, Mr. Bracknell. I was already pleased to ha
Last Updated : 2024-11-30His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Twenty
William's POV My entire face felt soaked in perspiration and moving my tongue was easily one of the most difficult things I had done all through today, still I tried to focus my attention on Caleb, his form swirling in front of me. I tried to reach out to touch him, just to be sure that he was real, and tumbled forward. I was propped back up. Caleb’s smell hadn’t changed either. I wanted to vomit. “It’s alright,” he said sweetly. “I’ve got you.” “Unhand me,” I muttered with a leaden tongue. “What was that?” “Unhand me,” I said more forcibly. “I’m fine.” I imagine that Caleb must have pouted like he was so used to and given me a look. “William, you are anything but fine. I don’t even know who told you to come here in the first place, trying to drown your sorrows? You’re a lightweight and you’ve consumed so much already. You’re not fine.” His words pierced my head like thumbtacks, but they brought along some needed clarity. Not much, but enough to focus if I really trie
Last Updated : 2024-11-30His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Twenty- One
William's POV I went straight to my room and tossed myself onto the bed, rubbing at my eyes. I had no idea what was going on. There was so much I could not wrap my head around, with Tristan, with Caleb… I was completely lost, but for now, all I could do was sleep until much later in the day when I woke up, took a shower and decided to see Adrian. But on second thought, I decided to call him instead. He answered on the second ring. “William,” he said flatly causing a lump to form in my throat. I had not really thought about how I was going to broach this topic with him. “Hey, Adrian,” I said. “How’s it going with you?” “Could be better.” “Right.” “And work?” There was silence on the other end, the duration of which I felt like stabbing myself several times in the head. How could I have forgotten that he was no longer working at the company? Tristan had fired him, after all. Because of me. “Listen, Adrian, I’m sorry. I know I’ve apologized before about the entire thin
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My breath misted out in front of me as I moved, booted heels clopping against the cold interlocked streets of Paris. It was beautiful this time of year, and impossibly cold, too. I shivered slightly against the cold wind that blew again, hugging my tan trench coat around myself even tighter.I thought I heard someone—something familiar, and turned around, my breaths exhaling into the air with a cold imprecise clarity that frosted the air just in front of me. A picturesque view met my eyes.Pale-faced, fast-speaking French people who moved about, twisting and bowing their heads, nodding in conversation, shivering in the cold and folding their arms and stuffing them in their armpits, others cuddling and pretending they were in some cinematic effect, the tall hazy outline of the Eiffel tower in the background and the occasional honk of a car.I exhaled again and brought my gloved hands to my lips.“They don’t talk about how cold it is in Paris,” a voice said behind
His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Eighty-Five
I had thought so many times about what it would be like to meet my father again—to confront him about his homophobia and how many things I wanted to say. I had thought about apologizing, for my insensitive remarks and how I had hurt both him and Gran, and I had thought more recently about how he had been the person that Caleb had called… he had been the one to save me.My words choked in my throat, saliva and a thousand unsaid things bulging.“Dad—”“Shh,” he shook his head and stepped back. He motioned for me to come inside. I was shivering. I couldn’t tell if Tristan was right behind me or if I was walking alone. I just knew that I had to follow my father right now, and in we went, past the grand foyer and the waiting room, and then we were in the expansive hall where everyone was standing around in, their eyes swiveling to fix on me the minute I stepped in.Once again, I felt my throat clam up with emotion and the one thing I wanted to do was sink into the floor.There, the person
His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Eighty-Four
My head felt like a miniature sun was going off in it, imploding, exploding… way too loud and bright. All I could think of was the sound of meat crunching down a staircase and the sharp, clean break of bone… the strong metal scent of blood, and Tristan’s voice drilling into my ears as he crushed my bones in a hug.“You’re going to be alright, William. It’s alright. You’re going to be alright…”My eyes couldn’t leave the sight on the floor, Caleb on the floor, head bashed in terribly and bleeding, a woman that looked familiar to me, in cuffs, crying, “Caleb! Caleb, no!”Adam stepped into view, cutting off my vision.“Tristan,” he rushed to slip an arm under his boss. “You’re hurt?”“I’m fine,” Tristan brushed him away. He was still trying to keep me straight and hold me up. “William’s hurt bad. Can you get paramedic? Damn it, Adam, I’m fine. I’ll survive. It’s just a shoulder wound. Get the medics.”I zoned everything out. The million swarming cop cars and the cacophony of their wailin
His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Eighty-Three
My body felt like I’d been run over by a train. Everything hurt, and when I tried to grimace, the pain was worse.“Arggh,” I groaned in an attempt to stifle the pain. My face was instantly lit up by a scarring network of white-hot firing pain all over. Slowly, I brought my hand to my face. My nose was horribly disfigured and blood had crusted all over, making crunching noises as I tried to move my mouth.I spat something to the white floor, turning it a bloody mess. It seemed so surreal. I was here in this contained place with all of the white lights and sterile looking white floors, and everything bathed in white, and I was the one thing that was broken and bleeding.I touched a loose tooth in my mouth with my tongue. Caleb hadn’t even bothered to administer any anesthetics. No pain-killers, no meds, nothing.I looked up and there he was, staring bloodily at me. At the very least, I had done some serious damage to his face, too. His eye was still bruised and when he cocked a crooked
His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Eighty-Two
TRISTAN“What’s going to happen now?” Eric asked, his eyes puffy. He’d been rubbing his eyes with the heels of his palms and groaning into his palms until a few seconds ago. He looked utterly disheveled. How a man could become so reduced in a manner of moments, simply because the one he loved had been taken away…I understood it. But I didn’t want to allow myself to go down that path. All I could do right now was see how I could get to William. And Caleb. FAST.I couldn’t say that I knew much of my brother—I’d abandoned almost every single thing that tied me so that I could focus on running the company. Losing my father had not been easy—but if there was one thing I knew about Caleb, it was that he needed help. He was much too unstable to left alone by himself for too long.I was sad, and broken, but I was angry and that was good. Right now, I channeled that anger into a small stream that had me flexing my wrist in small movements. I was not going to lose focus of what needed to be d
His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Eighty-One
TRISTAN“Damnit.”I echoed, not for the umpteenth time that day. My thoughts were fixed solely on William. I still could not believe what had happened. All I could remember was the look on his face and how confused he had looked about everything, and the anger that I felt.To think that he’d taken that picture of me…I groaned and rubbed my hands over my face again. I could still feel the weight of Adelstein’s hand on my shoulder, patting me as he led me away from William.“It’s alright, my boy.” He’d said. “You did the right thing.”But it didn’t feel like the right thing at all. Not when I knew that William was being carted away to the police station where I knew that he would definitely spend some time sitting in that cell before bail could be made. If nothing else happened to him, then he would forever bear the guilt on his face, just how I betrayed him.No, I reprimanded myself. It had to be done.I was the CEO of Terra corporations. I was the man who made all of the difficult an
His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Eighty
“You look good—” Caleb said one day as he watched me eat. “—Better.”I frowned at him. At this point in time, I figured that I had been locked up here for at least five days. There was still no way for me to tell the time, and the white bulb was always turned on here, even when I slept. But I had been eating whatever Caleb brought, devouring it ravenously, and after some time, he no longer hit me. Only stopped and watched me eat.He was doing it right now.I said nothing. Ignoring him was the only way I could keep out the madness from encroaching and devouring my mind. So I ate in silence.“That’s chicken biryani and some lamb curry,” he pointed out rather stupidly. I already knew what I was eating. Did he think I lived at the bottom of a well? I just wasn’t especially fond of Indian cuisine because they were rather spicy. Now, seeing as I had no choice, I ate every single morsel of the well-seasoned food, taking my time and hoping that he would leave me alone.
His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Seventy-Nine
I didn’t know how much time had passed but I was tired and sitting at the foot of the bed by the time that Caleb came back to the small white room.“Wakey wakey,” he said as he poked his head up from the opening in the floor. He looked at me and frowned. Then he sighed and came fully into the room. The door shut behind him with an almost metallic sound.“William, you poor baby.” He made to touch me, but I shoved his hands away, breathing fire from my flaring nostrils. He looked at me with something akin to pity, then looked at the tray still on the bed, the untouched bowl of soup there.“You’re not doing either of us any favors by not eating, William.”I continued staring at him.“You have to eat something sometime. You think I want to be looking at you all stick-thin and undesirable? You’ve got to eat something. At the very least. Maybe you don’t want soup. Maybe you can tell me what you want to eat.”He drew closer, eyes shining, “If I remember correctly, you’ve never said no to a f
His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Seventy-Eight
I tumbled through unconsciousness.It was so different from sleeping. This time, it felt more real, more potent, more… I don’t know what else I could have used to describe it except for the fact that it felt like swimming in a black and oily soup.I couldn’t make heads or tails of where I was or where I was moving.Caleb had hit me. Or something had. I don’t know. But I could remember the distinct feeling of something hard making contact with the back of my head. It was a miracle I was alive—I knew I was alive because twice, I had floated in and out of consciousness, and the two times, I could barely open my eyes, but noise filtered into my hearing.I felt my body moving. Breath rushed into my lungs and the pain had bloomed at the back of my head each time I woke, burning red behind my eyes.I closed my eyes again, finally summoning enough strength to scrunch my eyes open. Blearily, I tried to look around and almost lost consciousness again from the pain that flooded my senses.“Fuuuc
