PIERRE POV “Hey. I am just gonna go out with Poseidon for a little bit. There's a little issue at Romeo's place. Will you be fine by yourself?” Sebastian’s soft brawl filled the room as he walked in, his footfalls stronger as he charged to where I was sitting. I was out of the seat in a heartbeat.“Is everything alright with him?" A hot hand wound around my waist before he set me down in my seat again.“Hmmn.” Soft lips grazed my forehead gently, causing wild butterflies to erupt like confetti in my stomach. My skin lit like a live wire, something unfurling in my chest with a roar. Something called desire. Sandalwood and home filled my nostrils, and a puzzle fell into place. Sebastian was my peace, Yes. “Just a little something. He is a grumpy piece of shit. A good beating is all he needs and he will be alright.." A warm smile diminished the poison in his words, and I found myself smiling. “Okay. Don't be gone for too long.” I stole a quick kiss on his smooth jaw, watching wit
PIERRE POV“SANTA WAS HEREEEEEEEEEEE. WAKE UP.” My room filled with mom’s screams as she threw herself at the foot of my bed. I fought a deep groan and took a pillow before hiding my head under it. “PUKIE COME ON. Don’t be a buzzkill.” She got to her feet before throwing herself on my side, rocking the bed for a few seconds. She scooted closer to me and hugged me, then laid her head at my back right where my neck meets my shoulders. “Poseidon told me about what happened.” I swallowed at her whispered words.“I am sorry baby.” She moved her hand up and down my arm, and a rampage of emotions slammed into my chest.For the first time since it happened, I felt something. Tears trickled down my eyes and onto the surface of the bed. I tried fighting them, but they kept coming.Mom held me in her arms until the last teardrop fell. And when the ache pacified, she ran me a bath and waited for me to freshen up.We joined Gabe and Poseidon in the lounge and sat under the tree before unwrappi
EPILOGUE~ONE YEAR LATER~New York is much better seeing it live than on magazines and television. Seeing it with my own eyes made me believe that coming here was the best decision after all. I thanked the cab driver and hauled my small backpack onto my shoulder, then stared at the coffee shop in front of me. It was practically made of glass and nothing else, and man did it look fancy. I pulled out my phone to ensure that I was at the right address, then pulled on my cap before making my way through. It was early in the morning, but there were not more than 5 people. For a renowned coffee shop in the heart of Manhattan, I expected it to be flooded. But I guess that’s what you get for visiting a high-end coffee shop. I would probably look like a stain inside the marble black floors, finely polished to perfection had it not been used for Gabriel's money.If about 2 years ago, you came to me and told me I would be sitting in a coffee shop where you bought a toothpick, I would have s
PIERRE POVThe horizon was ablaze with the fire of the setting sun, the slanting rays giving a warm tinge of red-orange to the sky, casting long shadows to the ground in its awakening. The air was pleasant to breathe, warm yet refreshing. The gentle breeze of summer brushed through the green leaves of the trees, making the eerie sound liven with the whooshing sound of the air.I stood on the solid ground, my eyes roaming all over the vast, picturesque estate spread before me. Long white pillars stretched from the ground, ascending into the sky to hold down and firmly, an opulently constructed three floors mansion, carefully carved, bent, and twisted by the experts to give an intimidating, yet lavish feeling surrounding the whole house. The walls were well painted in cream color with black accents here and there, and the stairs aligned with the little statuettes making me feel like I have stepped into an ancient Greek world. The lights from the inside seeped magnificently from the vast
PIERRE POVAs soon as my body relaxed on the world’s comfortable bed, I was out in a second. I swear it felt like I was drifting away on a soft, fluffy cloud with Adele singing a lullaby at the back of my head. I woke up about an hour later to the sound of a knock on my door.Despite having slept for only an hour, I felt utterly rested and was pretty energized. I guess the king-sized bed had some sleep elixir buried deep in the mattresses. I jumped off the bed and yanked the door open, revealing Adelaide, aka mom, or birth-giver as Shakespeare would call her, to find her standing at the door, changed into a red dress and black heels. “My little boy.” She once again flew into the room before pulling me into a tight hug. “Mom, I am 17,” I said trying to pull myself off her death clutches,“So what?” She ruffled my hair so hard I felt it biting into my scalp,“You’ll always be my little boy.” She said and slightly pushed me to the side.“It’s time for dinner.” She announced smiling dow
POSEIDON POV“I am full.” I announced dropping my cutlery onto the table and tearing out of the dining room. As soon as I was out of sight, I leaned against the wall, aggressively clutching my chest to calm my savagely beating heart. My thoughts wandered about the place, trying to figure out how the hell it all came to this.It has been a year. A whole year with my mind in gutters, trying to decipher what had actually gone down that night. It has been a year since I have been questioning every single thing about my life, trying to find answers to millions of questions that kept me awake at night. A whole year of me convincing myself that I was normal, call me homophobic but I knew there was no way I could ever be… that way. I mean it couldn’t be true.With a heavy inner struggle, I climbed the stairs hurriedly, taking two at a time until I arrived on my floor and ran straight into my bedroom. After slamming the door and ensuring that it was locked, I plopped myself onto the bed and t
POSEIDON POV~FLASHBACK~“You’ll be hammered before the fun ends if you keep going like this.”Romeo pointed out handing me my sixth… or was it seventh? Don’t care! Anyway, he pointed out as he handed me yet another full glass of wine before taking an empty one from my other hand and placing it on the tray of the passing waiter. I made sure to raise a toast to him before chugging the whole liquid down and then winced at the burning sensation as the liquor traveled down my throat. My eyes continued roaming the expansive hall taking in all kinds of people who have swarmed up to witness the ‘holy matrimony’ of the infamous Gabriel Rhodez and his second wife. I made sure to stay in the shadows, avoiding the limelight at all costs. Today wasn’t about me, it was about him. And I couldn’t afford to be buttered along by the group of bulimic pot-bellied oldies who were lying through their teeth.Don’t call me bitter. It's just that… this wasn’t my kind of crowd. Fancy designer dresses, diamon
PIERRE POV“It’s an honor to have another Young Master join us here.” Young Master? OOOOOOKAYYYYY?“I will leave him in your care then.” Mom replied before giving a small nod to the school’s principal who seemed rather overly enticed by the idea of the ‘other young master’ joining Rhodez High. If I were to be brutally honest, the idea of being called the Young Master didn’t really phase me. I have ever only seen them in Asian movies and never thought that they are a real thing and that someone could be literally addressed as the Young Master. Or those overzealous titles. “Of course Mrs. Rhodez.” She gave out a huge sigh before turning towards me with the biggest grin. I found myself forcing a smile and giving her an awkward wave, then turned to look at the black Cadilac parked a good foot behind us, ready to leave that place.“Let’s not waste any more of your time.” Mom said, then started to turn around. I was in front of her in a heartbeat, running away from the buttering words tha