The boardroom is dead silent, as everyone looks at me expectantly. I looked at each of the faces, silently brooding and wanting to get this over and done with. Neither of them say anything, but I can already detect uneasiness in their eyes.
William, on the other hand, is still a prideful bastard, sizing me up with a look that stinks of entitlement. I presume he has no clue that he’s been caught. Kevin, on the other hand, looks like a mouse trapped in the corner with no way out. A mouse about to shit on my floor, if he doesn’t stop with the constipated look on his face. He knows. Good. Indra sits quietly next to me, looking between me and the Roman family. It isn’t long before my phone beeps, letting me know the people I was expecting were here. “Sir, should I-“ “It’s fine. They’ll find their way here,” I said. Indra sits back down. True to my words, the door swung open to reveal my legal advisor, Augustus Stone, followed two policemen. TherI must have hallucinated my mother. Or maybe I died and came back to life. Either way, it’s impossible and I would never know. I’m grateful though. That I will be seeing my mother in that manner and not like how I last saw her in London. What I wish I was hallucinating right now was Mrs Stark trying to feed me and actually being fussy about my wellbeing. That one, I wished I was hallucinating. This woman unnerves me. I’ve always known her as the controlling, demanding and entitled type. Never this caring for someone as low as a PA to her son. I don’t even think she did this for her son, Emmanuel. Oh Emmanuel. It was so good to see him. I’d convinced myself I was going to die, and I wouldn’t see him again. He’d be alone and I would have made him sad. “Are you sure you can’t have any more?” Mrs Stark, aka Mrs McDevil, asked me when I gently pushed away the tub of yoghurt she brought for me. Amongst a whole lot of other things I couldn’t possibly eat in my state. “Doctor said
“Miles, get up,” I groaned when someone shook me awake. “Miles, you’re going to be late for work,” “Five minutes,” I mumbled, hugging the pillow underneath me. The pillow moved, shifting. “Hey babe, you’ll be late for work if you don’t get up anytime now. It’s already 6:15,” I heard a male voice, accompanied by a shivering caress on my thigh. I frowned, peeling one eye open. “Oh Shit!” I jolted up, looking at the person sleeping on my bed. “Who the fuck are you?” I inquired, grabbing the sheets to cover myself. He flashed me an easy smile, sitting up. The sheets slid down his body, revealing a tattooed chest. “Come on, you brought me here, Miles,” he said reaching for me. I swatted his hand away, shifting to the edge of the bed. Fuck. How the hell did I get here? What is this dude doing here? Who even is he? “Miles, what’s wro-“ I jumped when my phone rang. Turning to the nightstand, my phone flashed, showing Indra’s name. I picked it up. “I hope you’re awake,” was the fir
“I’m telling you Indra, it was so sad and disastrous,” I said crawling up her bed late at night. Indra and I pretty much got the premium life of friendship. Not only were we neighbours growing up, we went to the same school, had the same classes and now, we live in the same apartment block, two doors from each other and we also work in the same company. God’s working hard for these favours. I’ve never went more than a week without my best friend, since the beginning of time. Tonight, I’m visiting her place and we’re about to gossip. As usual. “So, he’s supposed to marry this…Eloise girl to bring the two companies together?” she said crossing her bare legs. While I wore grey shorts and a loose t-shirt, Indra only had long sleeve and panties. “That sucks. He’s supposed to settle down, just like that. No questions asked,” “I supposed one has to settle down eventually if you’re in the business industry. I just didn’t think it would be this…bad,” I murmured, scooping up the cookies and
“Miles, you can’t beat yourself up about this,” Indra sighed, crawling up my bed to sit in front of me. “It’s not something you can help. It’s best to let it go,”“Why do I feel bad?” I murmured. “Like I feel really bad and…I can’t get over it,” “Because you’re a good person and this is who you are,”“What really happened that night?” I turned to Indra. She pursed her lips, looking away. “I don’t remember. Tell me what…we were like,” I said. “How close were we?” Indra looked away, her eyes finding whatever was on my table, interesting. “Indra, tell me,”“You guys…kissed,” I sucked in a sharp breath. “More than one time and…you seemed to be enjoying it or something. And you’re the one who suggested to take him home,”“Oh Jesus- what have I done?” I gripped my hair.“Miles, don’t. It doesn’t have to be bad-““He was crying, Indra,” I whispered. “He was crying and begging, and I did that. I led him on. He thinks we had a c
“Right there,” I moaned, fisting his luscious hair as his tongue delved into my most sensitive area, lapping up all of my juices. “Oh God,” my head hits the pillow when he thrusted his tongue inside of me. the sounds he made only served to intensify the sensation. “Do you want to cum?” “Yes,” I said tightening both my hands on his hair, grinding on his face. “Yes, I want to c-cum,” I shuddered as I continued to grind on his face. “Fuck, it feels so good,” I threw my head, my hips rising and falling as he tongue fucked me. “How bad do you want to cum?” I let out a sound between a squeal and a moan, but I was too deep to be embarrassed about it. “Tell me,” he prodded, his fingers sinking into my pussy, curling to that spot that had my hips bucking up and off the bed. “Oh my God, right there,” I moaned, my mouth forming an o shape as I rode his fingers. “Please don’t stop. I’m so close,” I moaned. “I decide
“Candice,” “Huh?” I turned to Sam. “My-“ he paused, looking out the window. “Her name was Candice,” he said quietly. “Oh no, you don’t have to tell me,” I said quickly. “I’m a stranger, after all,” Sam turns to me with a small smile. “I know,” he said. “Sometimes it helps to talk,” he murmured. “I haven’t exactly been doing that for a long time and…you’re the first transman I've met, so…” he looked at me sideways. “If you don’t mind,” “No, it’s okay,” I nodded. “I was eighteen when I first started the treatment. I was so excited to tell my family the news as soon as my therapist and the specialists cleared me. My family are quite open-minded people,” his face fell then. “Or at least, that’s what I thought. So, I wasn’t afraid of telling them. When I did,” he shook his head, looking down. “Things went downhill. They threatened to disown me should I carry o
“Why?” I looked up to both Anthony and Mr Stark standing at the top of the stairs, overlooking the front door. “What do you mean, why?” Mr Stark asked. “I mean why me?” “Is that a trick question?” “No Emmanuel, just…tell me what it is that you’re trying to do that could get me killed by Kevin in my sleep,” Anthony said. “It’s simple, if you’d taken your rightful place, none of this would be happening right now,” Mr Stark said. “Kevin doesn’t know anything besides bragging about the damn position-“ “But you know the situation here,” “I do, but that’s not my problem,” Mr Stark said. “If they need my help, they’ll do as I say,” I wasn’t too far from them so I could hear them talking. I was checking out the notes Eloise jotted down for Mr Stark, in my absence. I needed to know the way forward with this, so that I’m well prepared and I don’t make thing hard
“Maybe I can fake sickness,” I said pacing around the bathroom mirror. “You’ll do no such thing,” Indra said. “You’re going to go out with Mr Stark and his friends, and you will drink your problems away,” “Bitch you know what happens when I drink alcohol,” “It’s not going to happen, relax,” she said. “You’re with your boss. Unless you want to sleep with him, everything will be fine,” “No this is a terrible idea,” I said looking at myself through the mirror. “I’m not goin-“ “What are the chances that he fires you for not going?” Indra said cutting me off. “If he wants you there, and you go against his words, he’ll fire you. Think Miles,” she said. “Think ‘best job in the world’ gone, just like that,” “You’re a dick, you know that” I groaned. “Fine I’m going. Anything happens, it’s on you,” “Good. Back t
I must have hallucinated my mother. Or maybe I died and came back to life. Either way, it’s impossible and I would never know. I’m grateful though. That I will be seeing my mother in that manner and not like how I last saw her in London. What I wish I was hallucinating right now was Mrs Stark trying to feed me and actually being fussy about my wellbeing. That one, I wished I was hallucinating. This woman unnerves me. I’ve always known her as the controlling, demanding and entitled type. Never this caring for someone as low as a PA to her son. I don’t even think she did this for her son, Emmanuel. Oh Emmanuel. It was so good to see him. I’d convinced myself I was going to die, and I wouldn’t see him again. He’d be alone and I would have made him sad. “Are you sure you can’t have any more?” Mrs Stark, aka Mrs McDevil, asked me when I gently pushed away the tub of yoghurt she brought for me. Amongst a whole lot of other things I couldn’t possibly eat in my state. “Doctor said
The boardroom is dead silent, as everyone looks at me expectantly. I looked at each of the faces, silently brooding and wanting to get this over and done with. Neither of them say anything, but I can already detect uneasiness in their eyes. William, on the other hand, is still a prideful bastard, sizing me up with a look that stinks of entitlement. I presume he has no clue that he’s been caught. Kevin, on the other hand, looks like a mouse trapped in the corner with no way out. A mouse about to shit on my floor, if he doesn’t stop with the constipated look on his face. He knows. Good. Indra sits quietly next to me, looking between me and the Roman family. It isn’t long before my phone beeps, letting me know the people I was expecting were here. “Sir, should I-“ “It’s fine. They’ll find their way here,” I said. Indra sits back down. True to my words, the door swung open to reveal my legal advisor, Augustus Stone, followed two policemen. Ther
FOUR DAYS LATER It was just as the two Mafia doctors told us. No hip fracture, no broken ribs, just a lot of bruising and blood loss. Miles had suffered greatly and he’s still breathing. The only thing that keeps me from going crazy is watching his chest rise and fall, letting me know that he’s still fighting. And he’ll come back to us when he’s ready. I just need to be strong. That’s all. Be strong and stick by his side. Sticking by his side was proving to be harder than I thought. The amount of visitors he is getting is astounding. I didn’t realise he knew this many people. I didn’t realised that Miles was loved by many. And those that didn’t love him, he’d somehow touched their lives in a certain way. Genevieve had made her way to the hospital as soon as I gave her the address. Miles’ uncle, Desmond was also here. Apparently, he was working abroad, but he flew all the way to be by Miles’ side. They’d brought one of their daughters with
The house is in pretty good shape, I have to admit. Seeing it from the outside, it looked like it might collapse. And with a house full right now, I was afraid that might actually happen. It’s designed to looked like a cottage house and it only has two bedrooms. “Would you like some water, sir?” I looked down at the little girl, Faith, holding a glass of water for me. “Thank you,” I smiled at her, taking the surprisingly clean glass. I basically chugged the whole thing. It might have been the nerves. It’s been hours and it’s getting dark outside, but we’ve had no news from either Aaron or the doctors. Wesley had gone in there as well. “Man, this is killing me,” Hae-Jin groaned, stretching himself as he stood up, walking about. “What’s taking them so long?” he eyed the door. “Uncle Aaron said not to let anybody in there. It’ll distract the doctors,” Faith spoke up, offering the next glass to Indra, who thanked her softly. “Yeah, b
Serenity. Defined as a disposition free from stress or emotion/ The absence of mental stress or anxiety. Or to put it in one simple word… Peacefulness. The one thing I’ve been searching for my whole life. This serene feeling of…floating in the clouds, shoulders free of any burden or pain. It’s just me and the quietness. It’s addictive. The more I dwell in it, the more I want to stay there. If humanity knew what this felt like, it’d be like a discovered drug. Good for your mental health, but toxic when abused. When you’ve lived your whole life in chaos and you suddenly get a taste of this, you can’t help but want more of it. Is this what death feels like? Or am I just…hallucinating? What’s the worst between the two? Knowing you’re dead and you might never be able to see your loved ones. Or…hallucinating this quietude and knowing it’ll be ripped from you any second and you’ll be plunged back into the chaos.
“Just make sure it’s a secluded area and…the staff needs to be gone by the time we come. I’ll handle the rest,” I spoke up. “Yes sir, we will do as you say,” the manager spoke on the phone. “And don’t put red roses. They need to be white roses, alright?” “Yes sir,” “I’ll see you tonight,” I said before hanging up, not giving him a chance to say goodbye. This date needs to be perfect. It’s my first date with Miles and I need it to be perfect. I don’t want anything less for my sweet boy. It’s only a few hours before he comes home. He’d mentioned by six in the evening, he’d be home. It’s only two in the afternoon, so I have time. Fuck, I feel so giddy. I probably am shitting rainbows right now. I can’t even keep still. I tried to get some work done. Instead, my eyes are constantly glued to the phone, waiting for my love to call. I want to call him so bad, but I know he’s driving. I don’t want to distract him.
“Be careful, Miles,” Indra stood by the door, watching me pack my bags. I gave her a look for the thousandth time since my announcement to visit our old home, where I hoped to find Grandpa’s grave. “I’m not going alone, Indra,” I said rolling my eyes as I thought about the two bodyguards Emmanuel had hired for me. I hate being followed around. Makes me feel helpless. I’m anything but helpless. I know how to defend myself and besides, father isn’t coming anywhere near me… …not if he knows what’s good for him. “I’m serious,” I feel her hand on my shoulder. I turned to her and frowned, seeing her eyes glossing over. “I-“ she looked back at the door. “I have a bad feeling about this. Maybe you shouldn’t-“ “Indra,” I held her by the shoulder, watching her fight off the tears threatening to spill. She’s been rather emotional lately. Could be the pregnancy. Could be her. I know she worries about me.
I’d debated with myself for about a good thirty minutes or so before actually willing myself to get out of bed and go make the call. Miles was right in every way possible. I was angry. Felt even betrayed, but… …she’s still my mother. I owe her a chance. At everything. Maybe I’m overreacting. Maybe I’m being a dick. Maybe I’m being too hard on her. I don’t know the whole story anyway. I just can’t help but want to kill that bastard William, for betraying his own best friend. The one person that made him everything that he is today. The cold night air was rather harsh on my bare skin, but I couldn’t care less about it as I stared at my phone. It’s almost the end of my birthday and I haven’t spoken to my mom. What kind of a son does that make me? To think she could be crying and all alone, wherever she is. Emery is gone and she s
“Just give me a second, I gotta take a call,” I watched Miles wiping his hands before grabbing his ringing phone, officially leaving Indra and I in the kitchen alone. They were both washing dishes after we all had dinner. Aside from Liam’s ‘unalarming’ news, my day has been pretty amazing. When it started pouring outside, we’d decided upon a movie. Miles’ theatre room had makeshift beds, with pillows and warm blankets to keep us warm. Plus he pretty much brought snacks that everyone munched on whilst we all watched Ludo’s movie. I have to admit that this day has been weirdly unfamiliar but oddly relaxing and comforting. It isn’t something I’d normally do. Hanging out with everyone. Having lunch and watching a movie thereafter. It used to be Liam and I at his club, drinking the night away and fucking random girls. During the day, I’d be at the office. That was my celebration day. Miles has shown me