" Who the hell are you?" I shouted with every air in my lungs, the sound coming out like a shriek. The figure with crossed legs slowly turned to reveal Hunter's face, his cold blue eyes shooting bullets into my chest.
" What the hell are you doing here?" I asked, coming closer to the couch he was sitting on. There was no response. " I said, what the hell are you doing here?" " That is no way to speak to your beloved husband, is it?" he calmly said, the words ' beloved husband ' sounding like poop to the ears. " You still have not answered my question. What the hell are you doing here? And how did you even get in?" I was holding on tightly to my briefcase, careful enough to control my emotions before the case would end up smashing someone's head. " Your mother brought me here, and insisted that I stay. She probably expects us to consummate our marriage tonight", he said, making me wonder what was making me more angry about him; the fact that he was still sitting majestically on my couch with his legs crossed, or that he wasn't even looking at me while talking. " Do you?" I asked. " Do I what?" " Want to consummate? Because you better shouldn't". " You wish. Even if you do not consider union as a necessity of convenience, I do, and that means that you should keep your distance from me", he snarled, finally looking at me. I was glad he said that, though I would've been happier if the words left my mouth, not his. " Well agreed", I said sternly, saving my snarl for another day and walking out on him. I already had steaks and bacon with the chief editor, so I just lazily took a shower and retired to bed, deciding not to worry about the jerk downstairs. The morning came quickly, more quickly than expected. It was a weekend and there was nothing much to do, so I took my time tilting on my bed, trying to summarize my sleep. I checked my phone and it was some minutes past seven - Basil will appear out of nowhere by 7:30 to go to the gym with me, so I got out of bed and made my way downstairs. I went to the kitchen, poured myself a glass of milk, gulped it down and went to the sitting room to stretch, only to meet Hunter staring at me, sitting in the same position as yesterday, and I was just on my tight briefs, and my morning boner was threatening to tear out of the briefs, making a visible outline of my package. I momentarily wished that the ground could open and swallow me up. " What are you still doing here?" I asked, trying so hard not to freak out and trying not to act as if I was ashamed - he would love to see me feel embarrassed and I definitely wasn't going to grant him that favor. " That is quite an unpleasant question, especially coming from someone who left me here all night". " I thought you were going to leave the exact same way you came, but surprisingly here you are ". " Well, I definitely will be needing your mother to usher me out of here ". I heaved. His presence alone was a fat pain in the ass and listening to him speak made matters worse. " Don't worry, I'll soon leave ", he said, running his fingers through his hair. " You better do", I said and walked back upstairs. I held my breath until I was sure enough that I was out of his sight before giving in to my mental breakdown, screaming but not letting a single sound out and punching the air in fury. I soon calmed down, gathered my thoughts and ventured to prepare for the gym. I met Basil outside, and we jogged to the gym, enjoying the cool morning breeze that grazed our faces and the blasting music in our ears. Basil couldn't just stop laughing, he even ended up missing his step on the treadmill and was thrown out of it, but that still didn't stop him from laughing. " Stop, it's serious", I said, slowing the pace on my equipment and going over to turn his off before sitting on the foot of the treadmill, facing his laughing ass. " Wait, wait, I know it's serious but hell, it's so funny", he let out another outburst, almost fumbling on the floor, attracting stares from others around. We would've easily been bundled out and warned not to return again if we had been in a library, " but hey, there's no big deal there", he said and I gave him that kind of look that asked ' are you really in your right state of mind?' He continued, " I mean, you're both guys, so even if you end up being completely unclad before one another, it shouldn't be much of a big deal and besides, you're married", he started laughing again, making it obvious that he didn't understand the gravity of the situation. Actually he wouldn't. He was as straight as a tree, and probably wouldn't understand my ordeal as a bisexual man. Even though I had told myself that I was bisexual, there was still a lot to discover about my sexual orientation. I was into girls, but was also on the low into boys; although I'd never had any serious sexual encounter with any guy. " Get a grip", I said to him, leaving him there and moving over to the weight lifting equipment. " Look, just snap out of it. Even though your union with him seems kind of mandatory; or rather arranged, you'd still have to get along with each other, and the earlier you do, the better for you", he said, patting me on the back before going over to help me lift the weights. That was who Basil was, a secretary in work days and a friend on weekends. He had insisted on such strict protocols, claiming that if we mixed work life and social life, it'd end up ruining our relationship. He never drops the honorifics even when we're alone on work days. After I got home from the gym he had already left the house. ' So you knew how to make the right choices' I thought to myself. We staying together would be like keeping a cat and a mouse in a confined space and the results are rarely harmonious - the Tom and Jerry carton was a testimony to that. My phone buzzed and I picked it up; mom was calling. " Good morning mom". " Good morning son, how was your night?" " Great", I said, hysterically nodding as if she could see me, " why didn't you tell me that you were bringing Hunter to my place? Or at least called to inform me that he was at my place?" I heard someone say ' nice shot' and figured that she must've accompanied dad to go golfing. " I did. I told you I was taking him to your house when you were rushing off to meet whoever it was at the airport". I knew I heard her mention something about my house. " Oh, sorry, I wasn't listening then, and I was totally surprised when I came home yesterday and met him". " You have no reason to be. He is now your spouse and it is only natural for you both to live together". " Mmmh", I nodded to what she was saying while inwardly praying against the possibility of such ever happening. " I have to hang up now Take care of yourself and do well to get along with him, okay?" " Okay mom". I quickly drank a full bottle of water before going on to spend my day, lazing about, sleeping, and doing a little paperwork. Sasha called again but I ignored it. I was really starting to get tired of her calls. Back when we were still together, I would've been preparing myself for an all night party at some club somewhere, and then end up treating my hangover the next day, and I didn't realize how much I hated such noisy lifestyle, not until I broke up with her. The day passed swiftly and the next day came; another day to myself, only that I was sleeping on the couch, and then woke up to Hunter, staring down at me, with things behind him that looked like luggage - unbelievable. I looked down on myself and was yet again, only on my briefs - oh, not again.Hunter's POV The gate's car type recognition system beeped, allowing the gate to open manually while I drove in. The drive to Hazel's place had lasted for about forty minutes; all thanks to how fast my car was. It would've probably taken an hour. His house was situated at Henderson estate, south of Nevada. The area was indeed great, with houses that seemed like Five Star resorts with beautiful gardens, thatched hut, swimming pools, water fountains and the rest. I drove into his aboard, surrounded by wonderful ornamental vegetation that were trimmed into different and yet beautiful shapes that led to the house. In front of the house was a water fountain, adding a touch of elegance to the outdoor space. " I'm sure you're going to love the house", my mother in-law, Mrs Mcman said when she had driven me to the house the day before yesterday, " Hazel is usually very well reserved and likes to keep his things orderly", she said, inputting the house code and ushering me in. I co
We smiled at each other, about to join the others in the living room when I magically tripped and fell, with Hazel falling on top of me. You know those scenes in movies where the girl falls to the ground in slow motion and the guy saves the day, grabbing her by the waist and both of them lovingly staring at each other in surprise and shock while a romantic song played in the background? I was always mesmerized by it, and I never believed that such was possible, I mean, not unless you're as light as a sheet of paper; even paper falls to the ground more speedily than those girls, especially in k-dramas. Well, not until that moment. I was pretty sure that the fall lasted for minutes because for the very first time, in-between that moment of tripping and getting to the floor, I noticed how handsome he was, how enchanting his green eyes were,cand how endearing his Adam's apple was - movies can really happen in real life. We landed on the floor, his weight against mine, his b
Hazel's POV His blue eyes. That was all I could see and just looking at them made me feel as if I was floating, all alone on a vast blue sea. But then something distracted me, a little pain in-between my legs, together a feeling that something was stroking me. " What the hell am I doing?" I thought to myself, jumping off of him from the floor only for my already hard dick to tear out of my underwear as I was standing up, fully erect like a giant anaconda right in front of Hunter. I fell silent. He fell silent too, and the only sound I could hear was the yucky sound of my dick growing harder and harder, getting even painful and brick-firm. I stared down at it and at Hunter, back to it again and back again at Hunter. His eyes were almost falling out of their sockets but I was quite convinced that mine had already fallen out, probably rolling somewhere on the floor. " Shit!" I exclaimed after ten seconds of staring back and forth at my anaconda and at Hunter which
Nobody told me to gently get my hand off the fridge. " I'm not gonna stay here and exchange words with you but I will tell you one thing: you better withdraw that lawsuit and drop those charges, or else....", I held myself from going further. It will be too bad if I don't get to carry out any threat I make so not making it in the first place seems safer. " Or else what?", he asked, his eyes piercing mine, staring emotionlessly into mine, " you and I know you can't do shit, so quit being so childish". He knew what he was doing. Hazel Mcman: CEO of IC corporations gets tried for sexual assault - that seemed like a very interesting news headline and that was what he was trying to create. I didn't want to think about what would happen if things should get to that level; our sales will automatically drop, our stock exchange would plummet, our investors will withdraw, it was a whole lot, and just thinking about it gave me the chills. He pushed me out of his way with his shou
Hunter's POV I stomped on my accelerator, increasing from 90 km/hr to 110 km/hr on a road that had a 50 km/hr sign. But I couldn't care less, not with the call I had received from my dad's secretary. Everything was becoming blurry, even more blurry as tears rushed down my eyes unknowingly. I overtook vehicles , speeding up like a mad man, honking so loudly to alert other drivers of my surly approach. I was almost thrown over through my car window as I sped over a speed bump, making me realize that I was too much in a haste that I forgot to put on my seatbelt. " This is the State Security Service, we request that you pull over right now", the cops behind me said with their speakers, obviously referring to me. They had started tailing me about three minutes ago, blasting their sirens to make me pull over, but that didn't seem to work so they ventured to their speakers. " The driver in the red Ferrari, pull over right now!" another voice said through the speaker, angrier than
" My boy, you really have to pull yourself together. The fact that your father left us doesn't mean that the world has come to an end", our housekeeper, Ma Erica said as she walked into my room and saw me crying myself to death. A lot had happened in just a few days; I had lost my father, spent a good amount of time in jail, and also sustained injuries that almost left my face scarred, my signature fine face. " Look", she sat near my feet and I sat up to give her the impression that I was paying attention, " your late father; bless his gentle soul, would never have wanted you to be in this current state, feeding yourself tears for drink and isolation for bread. He would never have wanted you to stop living your life". My eyes which were puffy and dried up of tears were ignited, and tears started flowing effortlessly. I looked at her as I cried and she immediately understood the question on my mind, it was evident on my face - what life are we talking about? The one that ended wit
Hazel's POV Getting married was one thing, getting married to Hunter was another. The news was everywhere in the business world, that before he would inherit his father's fortune he would have to be married to me. My parents were overly excited about the news, claiming that the marriage would strengthen their friendly bond with his late father; I wondered what kind of non-existential bond they were trying to strengthen, especially with a dead man. Why not visit a shaman or a church? Must I have to be married off? They never even asked if I was into guys in the first place before hurrying to marry me off to Hunter. My opinion was invalid and that was it. I got out of bed with a slight headache and made my way to the restroom. As I brushed my mouth, I felt the toothbrush prick my gum, causing a little bleeding in my mouth. I was immediately reminded of the beating, the bullying that left me with far more blood in my mouth than I had in my body. Hunter did it to me, he caus