All day the televisions repeated the images of the press conference. Everyone wondered who Theodore Hanson was, but quickly, the news of the youngest son of the Handson family, 18-years-old, who studied at Cornell and was the best Lacrosse player in high school, spread. Photos of Theo appeared in newspapers and magazines and paparazzi appeared at the college doors wanting to photograph him. College security kept them at a distance, but they tried to find points from which they could capture Theo's image, with their long-range lenses.Theo knew this was coming. He'd been through this in high school with lacrosse. Now it was because of Sebastian. He perhaps shouldn't have said the full name, but he unconsciously took the moment to "mark his territory". Sebastian was his boydrend. He didn't know what to expect in the future, but for now, Seastian was his, and hell if any woman was going to steal him away from him that easily.Another piece of news that came out was the sudden departure o
Sebastian wakes up before Theo. He gets up, goes to the bathroom, as usual, brushes his teeth and then goes to the living room, turns off the television, takes the salad that was not fit to eat, and throws it in the trash.When everything was in order, he opened the fridge to take out the ingredients to make breakfast.He cracks 4 eggs and scrambles them in the pan like a pro. Make them moist and light, the way Theo likes them, fry some bacon, make coffee and cut fruit. Finally, he makes some pancakes with butter and maple syrup, puts everything on a tray that he leaves on Theo's bedside table, while he runs to the kitchen to get his one.When he enters the room, Theo is awake and looking hungry at the tray.- Good morning love. Sebastian says with a smile.- Good morning. - replies Theo, blushing slightly.He gets out of bed and Sebastian tries to complain, but Theo runs to the bathroom saying "pee".Sebastian laughs.When Theo comes out of the bathroom, his bladder light, hands, fac
When Sebastian returns home, he immediately goes to the office. There were still journalists, but the confusion was not that big. As soon as he entered his office, he came face to face with his friend Alex, who was sitting in his chair.- Move. - he says without greeting.- Jeez, and I think you would be more willing. They say that gays are more relaxed.Sebastian stops and looks Alex in the eyes, clenching his fists.- You dare to come to my office, sit in my chair and make fun of me?Alex stands and raises his hands and surrenders.- Sebs, you know I would never make fun of you. It was just a joke. I don't care who you sleep with, as long as you sleep with someone. I was more concerned about your vow of chastity than about your lover being a man.Sebastian sighs and sits up, loosening his tie.Alex sits down across from him and crosses his legs.- Now tell me everything. Who is this Theodore Hanson that got you?Sebastian relaxes and smiles, and Alex opens his eyes in amazement.- M
Sebastian entered the room alone, where the CEO of Hanson Food Narket was waiting for him, accompanied by his PA and some lawyers.Everyone gets up, as a sign of respect, except Theo's father, who remained seated, with an annoyed look on his face, due to Sebastian's presence.He ignores it, pulls out a chair and sits down, crossing his legs and placing his hands with fingers crossed, on his legs.Sebastian's eyes locked on Thomas Hanson's, and for a few seconds, the silence was icy.It was Sebastian who broke the silence, and with a caustic question.- Good afternoon Mr Hanson. How is your family?- My family's not called here. This is a business meeting. - the man answers, closing his fists on the table.Sebastian chuckled inwardly.- Fair. So let's talk business. I received an email from your company, which seems to me to have been a mistake.- There was no mistake, Mr Jones. My company is ending the contract between us.- And may I know why? - Sebastian asks, in his stoic expressio
The next morning, Sebastian's secretary announces the presence of Youssef Saad, and Sebastian sends in the Lebanese.- “As-salamu alaikum” Mr. Sebastian Jones, it's a pleasure to meet you. What can these poor Lebanese do for you?- "Alaikum As-Salaam." Sit down please - Sebastian said, pointing to the chair opposite his.The man sits smiling. If Sebastian knew how to salute him correctly, he would probably enjoy doing business with him.- I would like to propose a deal. It will be very profitable for you. A perfect business for your skills. - Sebastian says with a smile.The Arab straightens up in his chair, giving the CEO total attention.- I wanted you to acquire me a company.- Imagine that you don't want it to be known that you are the one to acquire it?- Exactly. I want you to buy all the stocks that are available and do your best to buy those that are not available. I want to be the majority owner.- It won't be difficult – he says with a smirk – what's the company name?- Hans
- hello Mr. Jones?- “As-salamu alaikum” Mr.Youssef.- “Alaikum As-Salaam”. I'm calling with news. I don't think it's the one you want, but I need to let you know.- What's up?- Miss Akiko Sato contacted me. She made a deal with me to acquire the same thing you want.- What do you mean, you're going to drop my contract?- No sir. Youssef's a serious man. Besides, if I weren't, I would have more to gain from you than from her. But believe me, I only accepted the contract to pass on the information. I can send you a copy of the contract and you decide what you want to do.For weeks, shares in Theo's father's company were changing hands. Not all at once, so as not to scare the purse, and Thomas Hadson.Sebastião was the silent owner of 45% of the company, but Youssef wasn't finished yet.Those were all shares held by private shareholders. He would now go after shares held by other companies. 10% in the hand of a foreign company and 15% in the hand of a multinational, headquartered in LA
The weeks leading up to the Christmas holidays passed slowly.Theo dedicates himself solely to studying, training, and having a sporadic coffee with his friends, Sek or Sarah, during the week. Friday night, Sebastian arrived and they made the most of their time together, making love, taking walks, not even caring about the irritating paparazzi who insisted on shooting flashlights in their faces. On Sunday afternoons, Sebastian would say goodbye to Theo, and they would part ways, until Sebastian returned the following Friday.Newspapers and magazines are gradually losing interest. They were still together and nothing seemed to bother them. With no scandals to report, the number of paparazzi was reduced to 2 or 3. One of them, a young adult who must have been about 22 years old, was Theo's most persistent follower.One morning when Theo went to visit William, the young paparazzi followed him, and Theo, tired of so much flash, approach him.- You still don't get tired of taking pictures
Sebastian was sitting reading the newspaper. The Hanson Food Market takeover was all over the news. Journalists said it was a takeover made by the Hadsons' son-in-law, but most cited it as revenge hatched by Sebastian Jones in defense of his boyfriend, Theodore Hanson.Some even spoke of the breach of contract that led to such a decision.There was no illegality in the acquisition. The company wasn't big enough to be of public interest.As usual, Sebastian picks up the phone and calls Theo. The phone rings and Sebastian leans back on the couch, grinning broadly. But the phone rings, and rings, and rings, and Theo doesn't answer.The last time Theo stopped answering him, it was because of that crazy Akiko, but there hadn't been anything new that could have upset Theo.He continues to call, and when the phone disconnects at the end of the 5th attempt, Sebastian is really worried.He calls it William.- William, I'm sorry to bother you every time I worry about Theo.- Hello boy. It's not