Steve pov: I bolted towards my bike, my heart racing against my chest as I drove as fast as I could. I was petrified that something terrible might happen to Jeremy. I was kicking myself for not seeing through Oliver's plan. I should have noticed the change in Jeremy's behavior. Looking back, it was evident that he loved me all along; the pain in his eyes when he denied it was a dead giveaway. I was foolish to think that he would fall for someone he had just met. I'm sorry, Jeremy. If anything happens to you, Oliver will face my wrath! As soon as I reached Matthew's house, I didn't even bother turning off the engine. I ran inside, frantically searching for him. But he was nowhere to be found. I dashed into the bar and found him surrounded by a bevy of gorgeous girls. I jogged towards him, glaring at them until they backed off, leaving us alone. "Steve! What's going on?" Said Matthew, as I came running towards him, panting heavily. "It's Jeremy, he's in trouble," I blurted out, co
Jeremy pov: As I slowly opened my eyes, I couldn't believe what I saw. The room was pitch black, and I couldn't remember how I got there. Did I pass out on the jet? And if so, for how long? It could have been a day or a week, but I had no way of telling. The only thing I knew was that I was in trouble. My heart was pounding as I scanned the room, trying to make sense of my surroundings. There were no windows, no doors that I could see. And then it hit me, had they already sold me? And what about the other boys? Had they been sold too? As I looked down at my body, I realized that I was no longer naked. Instead, I was dressed in a dress that someone else had put on me. And there was a bandage wrapped tightly around my head, reminding me of the beating I had taken. But despite the pain and confusion, the worst part was the silence. It was so quiet that I could hear my own breathing and the sound of my dry mouth. My throat felt like sandpaper as I croaked out, "Is anyone there?" I
Steve pov:As I slowly opened my eyes, I realized that we were in the same car that we had driven to get here. I sat up and looked around to see Maggie and Matthew smoking outside with a look of frustration etched on their faces. My chest felt fine, surprisingly, and when I checked, there was no sign of a wound. I stepped out of the car and walked towards Maggie and Matthew. Maggie rolled her eyes when she saw me approaching and took another drag from her cigarette. "What's the matter, Maggie?" I asked her, concerned. "You're the matter, Steve," she snapped, pointing at my chest, "I thought you got shot and I was freaked out." Matthew just stood there, silently watching us, and chuckled."Wait, what? How did I not get shot?!" I exclaimed in confusion."Relax, buddy. You were wearing a bulletproof vest. Remember when we got out of the jet? I gave it to you, but you were so mad that you didn't even listen to me. Luckily, the vest saved your life," Matthew explained calmly."Oh, rig
Jeremy pov:As I sat crying in the sand, the big boy looked down on me with amusement. "Hey, little boy. What do you think of yourself?" He sneered, pushing me down even harder.“Pwease, let me go… Mommy!”I called out for my mom, hoping she would come to my rescue. But as the tears streamed down my face and my nose ran, I felt hopeless and alone.That is until a small, confident voice rang out, cutting through the laughter and jeers of the bullies. "Hey!! Let him go!" I looked up to see a boy my own age, standing up to the big boys and fearlessly defending me."Look who's come to save the day; our very own knight in shining armor!" exclaimed Big Boy 1 as they approached."Ha! You really think he can beat us and save this little runt?" sneered Big Boy 2."He's not a runt, he's….. beautiful," protested the cute boy, bravely defending me."Beautiful? Ha! You must be blind, kid," scoffed Big Boy 1. "Maybe you need to see a doctor."As they bickered, I just sat there, feeling grateful
Jeremy pov:As I woke up, shivers ran down my spine from the icy breeze that engulfed me. I realized that my shirt was not fully covering my body as I tore a piece to tie around my thigh. However, the pain in my left leg was so excruciating that I couldn't even move. Last night, Oliver left me all alone in this freezing weather. Was his plan to let me die in the cold? I couldn't help but curse him under my breath."Where are you, Steve? I need you here with me," I muttered to myself, hoping that he would hear me.Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice calling out to me from the door, "Baby boy."I looked up and saw Steve smiling at me widely. I was overwhelmed with joy and forgot all about my wounded leg. I ran towards him to hug him, but as soon as I touched him, he disappeared into thin air. It was all just a daydream.The room echoed with my scream as I stumbled back towards the bed. My left leg gave way and I crashed to the ground, the pain was unbearable. It felt like my thigh was o
Steve pov:I was standing in the middle of the crowded bar, with my eyes scanning the room for any sign of her.Henry was next to me, looking just as determined as I was to find her. But then I looked at him with a raised eyebrow, feeling frustrated."It's been three long weeks. What are we even doing here?" I shouted, trying to make myself heard over the blasting music."I know it's taking longer than we expected, but I have a feeling she's here. We can't give up yet," Henry replied, his eyes scanning the room just like mine.But then Maggie chimed in. “Steve, I think we're wasting our time. We need to focus on finding Oliver's plan. He's the one who's really behind all of this."I was torn, not sure who to believe. But Henry was still convinced we were on the right track. "No, we can't give up yet. I'm sure she's here somewhere. We've searched almost every bar in San Diego, but we can't stop now."And then he grabbed my arm and started leading me through the crowd. We made our way
Jeremy pov:As I lay on the cold, hard ground, I couldn't help but feel helpless and alone. The tears streamed down my face, as I thought about how I got here. It was all so sudden. I used to be a normal student, trying to excel in my studies, but now I was lying here, beaten and bruised.I used to think I couldn't get any worse when Steve used to torment me. But now, as I lay here, I long for that simpler time. Because nothing could have prepared me for the pain and betrayal of being kidnapped by my best friend and having him hurt me without mercy.To make matters worse, he proposed to me and couldn't handle the rejection. It's like fate has a cruel sense of humor and decided to make me the unluckiest person in the world.My heart was racing as I whispered, "Someone please save me."But I wasn't sure if anyone could hear my desperate plea. I tried to stand up from the pool
Third-person pov:A group of six determined individuals, Steve, Maggie, Matthew, Toby, River, and Henry, standing near an old school where Oliver had hidden Jeremy.No one expected Oliver to hide in such a desolate place, it looked like the school hadn't been in use for over two decades. But Oliver wasn't as foolish as everyone thought. He had outsmarted them by hiding in a place right next to where they had caught him three weeks ago. It was clear that he was using his intelligence for the wrong reasons.The group had come prepared to fight Oliver and save Jeremy.River, who had recently recovered from the injury, was eager to help in any way she could, especially since she had grown close to Jeremy. And it wasn't just River, everyone admired Jeremy for being a genuinely good person.They are determined to do anything and everything to save someone they love. T
Jeremy pov:I pushed him away, feeling disgusted by being near him. His face fell, but in an instant, he put on a smile.“How are you, jer?’’ he asked me.“I'm so good. and it's Jeremy for you." I replied coldly.“So you are still angry at me…” he said, hanging his head low.As he settled into a chair, his hands secured to the table with handcuffs, I took a seat opposite him, our eyes locking in a tense, charged silence."Talk to me, Jeremy. Please," he begged, his eyes pleading with mine.I slammed my hands on the table, causing Oliver to jump back in surprise."Why should I speak with you? I'll be angry with you until my last breath. What you did... It's not a game, Oliver. You hurt us, hurt everyone who loves you. And yet, we still feel sorry for leaving you alone here. That's our weakness. When I came here, I was scared, because seeing you reminds me of all the horrible things you did to me and your mother..." A tear rolled down my cheek as I spoke.Oliver's sorrowful expression d
Jeremy pov:***Three Year Later***"JEREMY!! WAKE UP!!" The shout jolted me awake, and I rubbed my eyes, groaning in pain as I got up from the ground."Why did you sleep on the ground?" Steve asked, concern in his voice."I fell down, you can call me slowly, no need to shout," I retorted, still feeling groggy."Sorry," Steve apologized, coming close and wrapping his arms around my waist, pulling me towards him."I made breakfast for you," he said softly."Thanks," I smiled, giving him a quick peck on the lips."Freshen up and come down. Mom, Dad, Mr. and Mrs. Bernard are waiting too," he informed me."Ok, sir," I teased and went to grab my clothes."I'm going!" he shouted before leaving my room.I stepped into the shower and cranked the faucet, feeling the cold water rush over my skin.Life is finally good and peaceful. We're all still recovering from the past traumas, especially Mrs. Hamilton and me. We've started seeing a therapist, and it's been helping a lot.Steve has been my roc
Jeremy pov:As I watched in terror, my heart skipped a beat as Steve crumpled to the ground, blood staining the spot where he had been shot. I rushed over to his side, desperately trying to rouse him."Steve, please wake up! Don't you dare leave me!" I cried out, clinging to his limp form.His eyes remained shut, his complexion turning pale. Oliver stood there, laughing like a heartless monster. He had pulled the trigger, taking the life of my beloved, his very own brother. At that moment, I realized I could despise him no more than I did already. Today, I longed for nothing more than to end his existence.As I stared up at Oliver, his twisted grin etched deeply into my memory, I couldn't shake off the sick pleasure that gleamed in his eyes. He revelled in the pain he had caused, and in that moment, I silently vowed to myself that he wouldn't get away with it. I was determined to make him pay for the anguish he had inflicted upon everyone around him."I'll end you, Oliver," I seethed,
Jeremy pov:In the dimly lit alley, Steve's heart was pounding like a drum, he held me close, my breath warm against his neck. With every step, the sound of his footsteps echoed like a haunting melody. Shadows danced around us as we were running out of the building.My heart was beating loudly, and I was still in shock, one minute everything was ok, but the next minute everything was a mess and we were running for our lives keeping Maggie's life at stake. I felt frustrated for feeling helpless and became weak because of Oliver. I trained hard to face this situation but the trauma is making me weak.The gunshots around the building made me even more scared, Steve's grip on my arm tightened, his fingers digging into my flesh, a silent reassurance that we were in this together.“I will not let anything happen to you, Jerry,” Steve said breathing heavily.I couldn't form words as I just closed my eyes, but suddenly Steve stopped in the way. My gaze was fixed on the ground, and when Steve
Jeremy pov:As soon as I opened my eyes, I felt the warm sun rays on my face. I stretched my limbs and pushed the blanket away. Feeling a bit groggy, I made my way to the bathroom. With half-opened eyes, I turned the shower on and let the water cascade over my body. It was such a blissful feeling that I wished I could stay there forever.I picked up the shampoo and lathered my hair. The scent of lavender filled up the steamy room. I took my time to rinse my hair and let the water wash away all the stress from my body. Finally, I turned the faucet off and wrapped the towel around my hips.As I walked into the room, I caught Steve's gaze. He was sitting on the bed, his eyes tracing every curve of my body. I couldn't help but smirk at his expression. His cheeks were flushed, and he looked away, embarrassed. "Why are you here?" I asked, trying to keep my poker face on."There is an important matter to discuss, everyone is waiting for you," he replied while avoiding eye contact and stari
Oliver pov:My voice echoed through the hallway as I shouted at the group of men, "What the hell do you think you are doing?"The men quickly lowered their heads in apology, "Sorry, boss. We are sorry."I clenched my fists, struggling to contain my anger as I walked past them. I made a mental note to remember their faces. They would surely face consequences for mocking me.How could they even think that I backstabbed Sebastian and took his kingdom? I had worked tirelessly to earn my place as the rightful ruler, and I wasn't going to let anyone question my authority.As I made my way towards my office room, my heart was pounding with anticipation. I couldn't wait to check on my beloved Jeremy and see how he was doing.I sat down on my chair, took a deep breath, and opened my laptop. But what I saw on the screen left me reeling.Jeremy was at the gym, and Steve had kissed him without his consent. My heart sank as I read the details of what had happened. Jeremy had been caught off guard,
Jeremy pov:The struggle is real. Whenever his skin brushes against mine, it sets off an inferno inside me that I cannot seem to quell. Despite knowing that I should resist his advances, his kisses are so irresistible, making it impossible for me to keep my guard up.Whenever he moves closer, my heart starts to race, and my resolve crumbles with each passing moment. It's as if he has some kind of mysterious power over me that I cannot resist.“Steve…” I try to protest, to tell him to stop, but my voice fails me every time. His lips on my neck make me lose myself, and I find myself entangled in his hair, surrendering to his touch. It's a constant battle between my head and my heart, and at this moment, my heart is winning the war.As I uttered his name, "Steve...", the air around us seemed to crackle with electrifying energy. Standing before me, Steve was the epitome of temptation, his every touch, every caress of his lips on my skin, held me captive in a way that was both thrilling
Jeremy pov:The next few days felt like an endless cycle of sadness and confusion. Every moment seemed to weigh me down with the heaviness of what had happened. The images of betrayal kept playing over and over in my mind, like a broken record that refused to stop. My heart felt like it had been shattered into a million pieces, and I didn't know if I could ever put it back together again.Just as I was lost in my thoughts, I heard a knock on my door. I got up to answer it and found Luca and Maggie standing outside, looking concerned. I tried to put on a brave face and gave them a fake smile, but I knew they could see through it."Yeah, what do you want, guys?" I asked, not really sure who was on the other side."We want to talk to you about Steve," Luca said, his voice sounding tense."I don't know who he is," I replied, feeling a little irritated."Don't talk like that, jer. Please listen to what he has to say. There's been a misunderstanding," Maggie interjected, trying to calm the
Jeremy pov:"Hey, what video are you talking about, Maggie?" I asked, curious about what she wanted to show me."Come here," she said, motioning me to sit beside her on the sofa.As she connected her phone to the TV, I watched the blank screen, wondering what could be so important. But then, Oliver's face appeared, and my heart skipped a beat. I couldn't believe my eyes, Oliver was supposed to be dead!Despite what Steve and everyone else had told me, I was now seeing him right in front of me, alive and well. It was a moment of pure shock and disbelief, one that I'll never forget.As soon as Oliver's voice echoed through the speakers, my heart skipped a beat. I could feel my skin crawl as his words sank in."I've missed you so much, Jer. I wish I could hold you right now," he said, his tone filled with longing.My mind raced with fear as I heard his words. My hands trembled uncontrollably until Maggie took hold of my hand, calming me down."Jer, I've missed our daily talks. I wish we