Alex pov “What are you talking about?” He sighed, leaning back in his chair. “The story you’ve been told, that your father ran away, that he abandoned you and your mother, it’s a lie. He didn’t run, Alex. He was hunted. By people who wanted what he had. By people who feared him.” “Feared him? Why?” “Because your father wasn’t just anyone. He was the head of the Davidson Group, a name that carried weight not just in Manchester but across neighboring cities. Power, influence, wealth, he had it all. And that made him a target.” Wait, wait, slow down a bit. Are you saying that my father is what? And that he owns what…?my mind was spinning to catch up. I know it's a lot to take in, but that's what it is. Don't blame your mother for keeping it from you. You are the heir, the only heir, so you see the reason for her to keep you away from all this.” “I don't believe this, it's crab,” I said, standing up in a hurry to start going home. “Thank you for wasting my time.” “Alex wait
Andrian’s POV The bass thumped through the air, drowning out the meaningless chatter around me. The dim red and blue lights of the bar flickered, casting shadows on the faces of people under the influence of alcohol and music. I sat in the VIP section, leaning back in my seat. None of anything that was happening around me mattered, not even the beautiful girl beside me that draped herself over my arm. Her fingers lazily traced patterns on my chest, but her touch barely registered. My thoughts were elsewhere.“Why so serious, Andrian?” she purred, her lips brushing against my ear.I smirked faintly. The kind I knew kept women intrigued, but my mind was miles away. The name Davidson and the puzzle surrounding Alex’s involvement had burrowed into my brain, refusing to let go.Just as her hand slid down, getting lower to my dick, my phone vibrated on the table. I reached for it, ignoring her disappointed huff. The caller ID read Enzo, my personal assistant.I answered immediately. “Talk
Alex pov The next morning, I stood in front of the school building, hesitating on whether to just go home and call in sick, or to carry on my day. my mind is still a whirlwind of emotions. The revelation about my father, Linda's betrayal, and the lingering sting of Andrian's presence haunted me, but somehow, I felt an odd sense of clarity, a grim determination to face whatever the day threw at me. I wasn’t going to let anyone see me crumble, not Linda, not Andrian, and definitely not myself. Walking through the hallway, I could feel eyes on me, whispers buzzing like an annoying swarm of bees. Snickers and insults like , “F*g” and “sissy boy” kept on buzzing in my ear. The person was intentionally loud so as to hear me. But it didn’t matter. I wasn’t here for anyone's pity or drama. All I wanted was to grab my books, attend class, and get through the day. But the day had another plan for me, I felt someone push me from behind causing my bag to tumble on the floor, pouring my proje
Alex’s POV Luke followed, still silent and slightly dazed, but he didn’t pull away. As we walked, I could feel the weight of Andrian’s stare burning into my back. Let him look. Let him see. I was done caring about him or what he thought of me. For all I cared about, he could rot in hell. “Hey, slow down, Alex. Why the rush?” Luke asked, pulling me back, his voice breaking through the haze of my thoughts. “We’re going to be late for class if we don’t hurry,” I replied, but even to my ears, my voice sounded off, rushed, strained. Luke grinned mischievously. “Oh, but why are your cheeks so red? Are you blushing?” I groaned, mortified. “I’m not blushing!” My words came out more defensive than I intended. I turned away quickly, clutching my bag tighter. Luke’s laughter followed me as I walked ahead, but soon enough, he caught up. “Wait for me, Alex! I was just messing with you.” But I didn’t stop for one second, I continued like I was being chased, pretending not to hear him. In c
Alex povI stood there, speachless and dumbfounded, as the words left the masked judge’s mouth.“Disqualified.”It echoed in my mind, over and over again, like a cruel mantra. My vision blurred, and the room spun, I couldn’t hear anything else except for the wild beating of my heart. The applause that had once been a thing of joy and satisfaction for my good work, noelw grated on my nerves. It seemed distant, mocking. I gripped my guitar tightly, my knuckles whitening as rage bubbled in my chest, threatening to spill over.“What did you just say?” My voice cracked, trembling with anger as I stepped toward the table where the prodigy sat.The prodigy leaned back lazily in his chair, his posture oozing arrogance. “I said you’re disqualified. You heard me the first time, didn’t you?”My stomach churned as I glanced at the other judges. Their earlier smiles had vanished, replaced by expressions of awkward discomfort. They didn’t agree with him, anyone could see that, but none of them dare
Alex's POV The walk home felt like eternity. All throughout what I could think about was the failed audition, the humiliation, and the way the prodigy had looked at me with disgust and loath. had looked at me, as if I was nothing. I s8ghed for the hundred times since the audition. I need to stop myself from overthinking. Having nothing to do, I stared at the nearby pavement, counting the cracks. Luke was beside me , he had not said anything since our walk home after school, but his hands were firmly clutching mine, silently offering his support. I guess he wanted to give me space. His usual playfulness was gone throughout today, an effort to calm me and allow me my peace. but I could sense his glances at me, like he was trying to gauge if I’d break down any moment. I didn’t want his pity. I didn’t want anyone’s pity. This is my cross and I will carry it alone. “Alex, let’s go somewhere,” Luke said suddenly, breaking the silence. I turned to him, my brows furrowing. “What?
Alex povThe question hit me like a punch to the gut. I stared at him, my mouth opened, but no words could come out. My thoughts spiraled, and all I could think was, why now?“I… I don’t know, Luke,” I finally managed to say, my voice trembling.His brows furrowed, and he leaned forward, his elbows resting on the table. “Why not? We’ve been close for a while now. I care about you, Alex, and i know that you do too. I want to be there for you, more than just a friend.”I felt concerned like an animal. I bit my lip, struggling to find the right words. “It’s not that I don’t… like you appreciate waht you have been soing for me, Luke. I just… I just got out of something complicated. I’m not ready to jump into another relationship right now.”He frowned, and I saw a flicker of something dark flash across his face. “Is this about him?” he asked, his voice sharper than I expected.I froze.“About who?” I ask tentatively “Andrian, it's about him, isn't?” The mention of Andrian’s name felt l
Alex’s POV “Mum!!” My mother was sitting on the couch, her back straight and her head turning toward me with the sharpness of a hawk. Her eyes met mine, and I froze. She had that look whenever she was upset with something. In this case, someone's. Deep shame came over me. As I suddenly became self counciouse. Has she seen? Or did she have a bad day at work?. I can't help but ask myself. She was still dressed in her work clothes, her blouse slightly wrinkled, and her hair pulled back into a neat bun. She must have just gotten home. I blamed myself for not checking for the sign of her car. The faint light from the lamp beside her illuminated her face, making the tension in her features impossible to miss. “Hi, Mom,” I said quickly, managing to keep my voice neutral and devoid of emotion despite the raging emotion in me. My palms felt clammy, and I stuffed them into my jacket pockets to hide my nerves. “Alex.” Her tone was calm but carried an edge that immediately made my stoma
Alex’s POVThe first thing I felt when I woke up was pain.A deep, dull ache spread through my body, making every slight movement a reminder of the night before. My muscles screamed in protest, and my lower back screamed. I was so sore that I felt like I had been plowed with a sewing saw, and not just because I had just had sex with andrian. The insatiable.The events of last night slowly began to creep into my head. After the jealous saga that had happened because of the flirty host, the Andrian had taken me to the beach. After fooling around, we had lay down, counting the stars. It was so perfect, but throughout that period, what was in my mind was how much of all this, Coming to the beach. The small picnic, the romantic moment. was it the sluty host idea?.But I had opened up to andrian, and he had too. After the emotionally boring talks, we had entered into the main thing, and from there, everything was a blur in my head. The feeling of being filled to the brim. My entrance s
Andrian povI was on cloud nine. No cloud ten. I was bordering on the brink of sanity. Alex was driving me insane. I felt like I would explode immediately. I thrust myself deep into his caven. Alex moans had made me lose control just for a second. I didn't care that this was just the second time Alex had had sex throughout his life, hence the need to go slow.But I was long gone to know all this. I was blinded by pleasure. Only Alex screaming had snapped me back to sanity.“I am so sorry…”I meant to pull away immediately, but Alex's hands gripped mine. My eyes caught his half close eyes, and he shook his head, emphasizing his words.“Noo, don't” Alex begged, almost desperate. He still held my hands as I struggled to follow my morals or listen to Alex's words.“I am serious andrian, don't, else I will kill you” he said, moving backward. I sucked in a deep breath, as Alex's action made me go deep inside him. Making him scream for the second time. This time, it was even louder than t
Alex pov“Ohh…” I said, the atmosphere becoming awkward. I fought the urge to ask more. Andrian never talks about his personal life or, more especially, his mother.But seeing how he sounded while talking about his mother, I couldn’t control my curiosity.“You want to know more, right? I could see it in your eyes.” When I was debating whether to ask more or not, andrian suddenly asked.I nodded, feeling caught red-handed.“This island is the property of my mother. She bought in at her peak of musical career when she was still playing music…”“Wait, is your mother the renowned…” “Yes” andrian answered, cutting me off. I frozeI didn't expect that the most renowned music goddess as they usually called her was Andrians mother. I couldn’t believe what i was hearingm i tried desperately to connect the dots, but i came out blank. But on the other hand, it was not that impossible. It suddenly made sense.Andrian is a music prodigy. Even more talented than I am. It was obvious in the compe
Alex’s POVThe most beautiful work of nature was just in front of me. I stared, mesmerized at the large expanse of water that stretched endlessly. The air was cool and moist. I could not resist taking a deep breath, marveling at how fresh and good the air was.The shallow part of the water sparkled with golden sand that felt soft under my feet. It was beautiful.No, almost magical, with the calm and quietness of the whole place.A small gasp slipped from my lips before I could stop it, and I felt Andrian staring at me while curving his mouth knowingly. "Like it?" he asked, his voice softer now.I turned to him, unable to hide the small smile tugging at my lips. "It’s perfect."Andrian’s gaze softened. "I knew you would."For a moment, we just stood there, letting the ocean breeze wash over us. Then, before I could react, Andrian started removing his clothes.“Hey…what are you…?”My voice trailed off, as he now stood only in his boxers. I suddenly felt hotness spread throughout my c
Alex’s POVAfter freshening up, Andrian told me to get dressed. From his tone, he was sounding very optimistic about this outing.. Saying we had someone to meet. He looked way too excited about this mysterious person, and his mystery was a fine place he would love to show me. Which only made me more curious.When we stepped out of the room, I was instantly hit by the fresh ocean breeze. Even though I had come out of the house before, I was too engrossed in my emotional drama to not notice the nice otherworldly scene. The house, no, the villa, was nestled perfectly on a cliff overlooking the sea. It was breathtaking, small and cozy, for couples. I blushed profusely when the couple came to my mind. Andrian noticed, “why are you flustered?” he pinched my cheeks, which annoyed me the most, and made me blush the more. “Nothing” I answered, looking away as I aired the surroundings. my attention snapped back to reality when I heard a soft, feminine voice call out from the open patio“Andr
Alex’s POVI grudgingly opened my eyes, unwilling to wake up because I didn't want to cut the feeling I was feeling right now. The warmth washed over me despite the closed binds of the curtains.For the first time in so long, I had slept very well, with no nightmares or bad dreams of being tied to the table like a lab rat. For the first time, I enjoyed my sleep.I blinked slowly, trying to regain my body's mobility, but discovered that I couldn't. It took a moment for my brain to register what the problem was.Andrian.His arm was draped over my waist, and his legs were tangled with my leg. I held my breath. Stopping myself from moving again so as not to wake him. Strangely, his rhythmic breathing calmed my racing heart, somehow ticking the base of my neck. He was close, too close, that there was barely any space between us. I could feel his semi hard length poking at my entrance. I didn’t move.I didn’t dare.Because if I moved, if I broke the moment, reality might come crashing
Alex’s POV Warmth. For the first time in weeks, I woke up feeling warm. No cold, or sweat clinging to my skin like a second cloth. No racing heart. No echoes of the different nightmares, especially the nightmare of the man in my dream trying to do some things to me. All of it was gone. Just… peace. I blinked rapidly, my vision trying to adjust to the bright light of the sunlight coming through the curtains. The room smelled clean, like fresh linen and something faintly familiar, something safe. The aroma was so pleasing that I had to continuously take deep breaths. It's different from the usual smell of my room… And then it hit me. I wasn’t in my old room. The ceiling above me was different, the walls painted in a deep shade I didn’t recognize. The bed beneath me was smaller but softer than anything I’d ever slept on before. This wasn’t my house, nor my room. It was a different place I don't know about. Does it mean this is still part of my nightmares…, maybe after a few sec
Andrian povTwo weeks ago.I had almost been caught by my father.I had thought that he would not come back, but the bastard came inside right after going outside to answer call. My heart pounded as I heard him coming up the stairs. I could see the outline of his shadow, almost reaching the corner.There, I know I have only one choice. Jump.And that I did. I did not waste a single time. It's not time to think of the consequences of my actions. The thought of something bad happening to Alex drove me to Jump from a one story building like a ninja. Thanks to my acrobatics and fitness classes, I barely landed perfectly with my legs slightly bent before I had to break in a sprint. “Catch him”, I had heard my fathers angry voice from behind, but I was already in my car, speeding past the security before he could understand what was happening. Adrenaline pumped through my body. I hardly register the pain from the glass breaking. I might have had cuts from shards of glass falling o
Alex’s POVDarkness. Cold. Pain.That was all I felt throughout my body. I couldn’t move my body. I was back in that room.The putrid smell of blood and sweat in the air was choking. The rooms suddenly became suffocating, everything becoming blurry in my eyes. I was tied from head to toe, I struggled to move my body, but it was as if my whole body was paralysed, my wrist was tied down to a table, holding me in place.And then he was there. The man. The monster.His stinking breath was hot against my skin, his rough hands bruising my body. No matter how hard I thrashed, how much I begged and screamed, he didn’t stop. Not for once.He continued to flog me with the whip in his hands.“You’re just a weak little whore.”I screamed.I screamed so loud that the entire world should’ve shattered, but no one came. No one ever came.Until…BANG!The sound of gunshots rang in my ears. Suddenly the pain stopped. The man was on the floor, in his own pool of blood. My body was trembling, torn bet