Felix. We arrived at the spot where the date would be taking place and I was so nervous, I had grown stiff, my muscles completely tensed. I could feel the singular sweat running down my spine and all I wanted to do was turn the car around and head back home. Instead, I waited for the the car to be parked and with the help of the driver, got out of the car. I took in a deep breath, looking around the scenery. I was glad to have picked this up with Layla. It's really beautiful."Enjoy your night, sir." The man said beside and I nodded my thanks before walking into the building. It was a hotel that was situated close to the Chicago river and offered stunning views. Adjusting suit, I dusted off imaginary winkles and made my way to the elevator while I recieved stares from people as I pass them by. While in the elevator, I checked the time and surmised that I wasn't late yet. Running a hand through my hair, I tried to rearrange and gave up when I saw that I was doing more harm than good.
Felix.The date went extremely well. Dante was a great conversationalist and we talked while we ate, moving from one topic to another that caught our interest. It wasn't had to spill things to Dante as he seemed to listen to everything I had to say and was pretty intrigued as well. I found myself enjoying the date so much I was quite disappointed when we finally had to leave. Though the people around us looked at us strangely while we talked and laughed, they must have thought we were just co-workers so they basically left us alone. After we exited the restaurant, I thought we were going to head home straight but Dante surprised me by taking me to a fireworks show.There was quite the crowd when we arrived but somehow, me managed to get to the front of the railings so we could watch it all unfold. I gripped the railings tight, unable to hide my excitement as waited for the fireworks to light up the night sky. I just felt so incredibly lucky. I not only had girlfriend who truly loved
Felix.For a moment, all I could hear was the rustling of clothes and stretching of latex. Then it ended as quickly as it begun. Dante's grip on my head lessened and he stepped away from the bed. I heard his receding footsteps before the door open and closed rather loudly. I don't know what kept me rooted to thr spot but I didn't dare make any movements while I waited for him to return. The chastity belt I had on meant that while my cock was getting hard, it couldn't get past a certain point and I couldn't touch myself either. It didn't take long for me to start second guess my decisions but I put a stop to all of that once Dante returned.I didn't dare look at him but the bed dipped once he placed his weight on him. My heart rate spiked up again and tell me why I was expecting the worst to happen. Instead, I felt something cold and slippery land on my butt hole and I stiffened. He'd gone to bring a lube. The absurdity of him having a lube at hand didn't bother me, it was the thought
Layla.What!? Surely, I didn't hear that right. Dante? Accused of stealing?! Why would he want to do that? I stared at Dante with wide eyes but the look on his face indicated that others didn't share the same sentiment with him."But, how's that even possible?" I managed to ask, unable to bear tbr silence. Dante let out a sigh, running a hand through his hair as he sat up straight."I also have no idea, Layla. All I know is that the CEO of the company came visiting the company for his check in and day's later money disappeared." He explained. "And now they are accusing you of theft? That's not fair!" I protested vehemently."Of course it isn't. I just don't know how to defend myself form this one. I'm the only they had just recently hired in the past few months and something like this has never happened before so I'm the most suspicious.""How much is the money we're talking about here?" Felix asked as he held my cold hands, squeezing it reassuringly."3 million dollars." Dante ann
Layla.With my little insistence, Dante finally came out to eat. I helped him get rid of his work clothes and slipped him into something more comfortable before leading him out of the room. Felix was rather suprised to see me come out with him but he then gave him a small smile afterwards. I served him what I had cooked and we kept the atmosphere as peaceful as we could possibly manage. Dante didn't eat a lot, but knowing he now had something in his stomach filled me with satisfaction.He then offered to retire to bed first, saying he wanted to shower and we let him go, with Felix and I washing the used plates and discussing amongst ourselves. "This is really bad. That money is a lot. How are we going to pay it if there was even an option for that?" Felix asked and me shrugged, thinking about it."I have no idea. I just hope they are able to prove his innocence because if they aren't... I don't even want to think about it." I said and Felix quietly agreed with me.I changed into my n
Dante.Morning came quicker than I wanted it to. The fact that I would be going back to that workplace to answer for what I didn't do filled me with dread but at this point, there is a little I can do. Thankfully with Layla by my side, I was able to manage my distress a lot more better. Her quick thinking and proactivenes had helpede to stop actively thinking about the situation for a moment and it turned out to be greatly beneficial for me.This morning, after I had finished dressing, I came down to a hot cup of coffee, some toast and bacon and Layla's lovely smile. I reached out to her first, pressing a kiss to her forehead."Hey love. Thanks for the meals as always." I muttered and she smiled brightly at me. "I hope you enjoy it." She replied as I pulled away from her to give Felix a nod of acknowledgement. He was already wolfing down his food and he nodded in response too. We all settled to eat and while we did, layla spoke up."So, what's going to happen now?" She asked, gazing
Dante."You're fired." The words resounded in my ears but I had a hard time believing it. He couldn't be serious, there was no way he was. I swallowed, trying to open my mouth to beg him but stopped just in time. What was the point anyway? It's not like any of them here would change their minds. I would only be crying over spilt milk. I reclined in my seat, feeling a strange sense of disappointment wash over me."Of course, I understand." I muttered, standing to my feet and bowing my head, feeling rage burn through my veins. When I raised my head, my eyes locked with the man at the center of the room. I looked at the man who made the pronouncement and an uncanny sensation went through me all over again. Who is he and why does he look so much like me? I didn't like it one bit."Pack your things on your way out. This meeting is dismissed." The man uttered and I nodded. Without another word, I walked out of the meeting room into the hallway and made sure I was alone before letting out a
Author's pov.The exquisitely decorated room was dark save for the little table lamp that was on. A man was seated next to it, staring at the piece of document he was holding,his legs crossed. He picked up the glass of whiskey on the table, twirled it for a while before taking a sip from it and placing it back on the table. Reading through it, his lips slowly curling into a frown."Dante Sanders." He muttered aloud as he flipped to the next page, his frown deepening. "That isn't your real name." He growled, his voice filled with disgust. He continued to read through it, his displeasure becoming evident. Having had enough, he placed the document on the table, finished his glass of whiskey and stood to his feet, his hands beside his back. Heading to the ornate window, he looked out into the night sky, lost in his thoughts. The night was beautiful, but tonight, he wasn't in the mood to appreciate it's beauty."After all these years, you finally walked back to me." He muttered to himself,