Jefferson looked around as the loud thud continued. The cops still ignored the thud, especially since one of them had managed to knock Owen over. They think they will soon succeed in defeating their target. Jefferson still looked around for the thud's source. He even ignored another officer pushing him to sit down and rest. No, how couldn't he rest while his hunch told him he had to find it? Until there was the loudest thump; as soon as Jefferson turned his head forward, several policemen rushed inside. "They managed to break down the front door!" shouted one of them. Jefferson knew his subordinates well, let alone Owen's subordinates; they couldn't break down that metal door by themself. Jefferson dragged his feet, and he winced at every step because, to his body, it was like walking between piles of broken glass. But maybe they can because humans usually do something surprising when they're desperate. The other policemen were already preparing to welcome whoever broke th
Jefferson tilted his body, and the knife plunged into the floor. Cadman shouted angrily at him and raised the knife again. Jefferson's feet rested on Cadman's thighs; he pushed his body aside and escaped from Cadman. Jefferson rose with the last of his strength, and it was too late for Cadman. Jefferson’s knee was in front of his face when he realized it, ready to knock him. Jefferson threw his knee into Cadman's face with all his might. Cadman fell backward, and this time, he made Cadman helpless. Cadman growled as he held his face, he glared at Jefferson, but he staggered to the side and fell back down, trying to stand up. This is an excellent opportunity for Jefferson. Jefferson ran, pulled the door open, and entered the room. “Cadman!” shouted Bernard and Mao. They were running towards Cadman and helping him; Jefferson saw it when the door was still open. Jefferson also heard Max's voice before. Finally, the door automatically closed; it suddenly became quiet, and he coul
Owen pointed at Jefferson, and Max crouched right in front of him, Jefferson looking at him with his eyes only half open. “Is he still alive?” asked Max, glancing at Owen. "I checked his pulse. He's also still breathing." But Max still stared at him after Owen answered his question, making Owen hold his breath. He looked like he was examining Owen. Owen pulled his hand, hiding them behind his with a calm gesture even though he was scared to death that Max might find it. He realized that Jefferson's grip had left a mark on his sleeve. After a few moments, Max got up and turned away from Owen. Owen hopes he’s not noticing the marks on his sleeve. Max walked towards the door and looked around. He was frustrated, and he heard a sigh. He ruffled his hair as he pressed on his earphones. "Tell him to walk quickly. He's almost unconscious," shouted Max. While Jefferson glanced at Owen, after Max and the others came, he no longer glanced at Jefferson. He even runs away, avoiding Jef
Mr. Tucker's expression changed, he was nervous, and Jefferson could feel his hands shaking. "Is there anything wrong?" But Mao ignored Mr. Tucker; he touched his earphones and smiled. “Mr. Max, Albert is at the exit door. I stopped him from leaving the factory.” “I would love to talk to Mr. Hugo, but Jefferson's condition isn’t good. I have to get him home immediately.” Mao nodded, and as soon as his hand slipped from his earphones, his face turned back to Mr. tucker. “Mr. Hugo will be here soon, and there's nothing to worry about. It won't take long." Mr. Tucker could have fought them. The three bodyguards in front of him were just regular bodyguards; even though he was old, he was the deputy chief. No, he should have arrested these people instead. However, Tucker nodded. Like a good dog, he walked away from the exit, obeying what the three bodyguards said like he was their subordinate. Mr. Tucker dropped Jefferson to the floor, again handing the bottle to Jefferson, but Jef
Hugo laughed. Jefferson's hands were between his and Hugo's body, he tried to push Hugo away, but Hugo tightened his grip on Jefferson. Hugo pressed his lips to Jefferson's ear, giving a different sensation of goosebumps. "So it was Jefferson, isn't it? What a cute name." Not only that, Hugo slid his hand into Jefferson's suit and stroked his back. It was still scary for Jefferson even though he was still wearing his shirt. Hugo groaned, and Jefferson gasped in surprise, but it didn't stop there. He kissed Jefferson's ear and sucked on it like he was sucking on candy. Jefferson covered his face with his hands, but that was not enough; Jefferson bit his lips, afraid a moan would slip from his mouth. "I prefer Jefferson over Jeremy," said Hugo, whose hand was now stroking Jefferson's back up and down. "Apart from being cuter, Jefferson was easier to moan than Jeremy." He bit Jefferson's ear and made Jefferson flinch in surprise. A soft moan slipped from Jefferson's mouth, but
But Homer was doing nothing; he just saw it from a distance. Because he felt like a giant boulder strapped to his leg, Homer gulped hard. "Oh, by the way, I made another deal with Albert. I consider his debt to have been paid. I hope you’ve not mistaken it and accidentally sent someone to collect his debt. Hugo was now right before him, Homer's hands clenched into fists; he was not happy to see Jefferson like that. But there was nothing he could do. Homer turns away while Hugo walks past him, thinking his brother doesn't care about Jefferson. Though his heart was burning, he grimaced silently. Meanwhile, Jasper's face suddenly went pale, and even though Cadman was still joking around with him, Jasper didn't laugh like before. Jasper stood up; he walked past the passing other bodyguards and stopped in front of Hugo. His hands trembling, and his eyes filled with tears again. "Oh my God, Mr. Hugo. What happened to Mr. Jeremy? Let me take care of him then." Jasper lifted Jeffer
However, Homer kept silent. Hugo glanced at him; instead of answering his question, he was lost in his thoughts while staring at the road. Hugo was waiting for him, and he understood it might be hard for his brother to express his feelings. So as a goo brother, Hugo gives him some time. But on the other hand, Hugo felt uncomfortable with their silence. Moreover, instead of answering, Homer's face looked even more miserable. “Easy, man, it's not like a life and death exam question. You should have known it from the beginning, right? Homer was still silent, irritating Hugo; he hated it most when someone ignored him like this. Hugo hit Homer on the shoulder, and Homer gasped in surprise. Homer looked at Hugo with widened eyes. But it didn’t terrify Hugo; he was used to it. He liked to make fun of Homer since they were a kid; he was Hugo's only friend, after all. He instead challenged his brother back by raising his eyebrows. Homer was silent for a moment; he sighed and looked ah
Hugo took Jefferson to their doctor, who said this was exactly like the recruitment night. Jefferson was exhausted, and the drug made waking up harder. And besides, he needed to rest after that rough night. Hugo had to wait and ordered Max to watch Jefferson in their private clinic. Hugo initially told Owen, but Max instead offered himself. Hugo came out of the room, saying he didn't care who would be on guard; he just wanted someone to watch over Jefferson. The door automatically closed, and there was silence for a moment. And Hayden felt something strange was going on between Max and Owen. It even worsened as they heard Hugo’s voice drift away from them. “Max, are you sure you want to replace me looking after Jeffer–” Owen was silent for a moment when Max turned around and showed his cynical face; Hayden held his breath. "What is wrong, Max?" he asked. But instead of answering Owen's question, Max walked over to him and pulled Owen's hand behind his body. Owen fought back
Hayden knew Max well; he knew Max would never have put a camera or voice recorder in the head bodyguard's bedroom without telling him and Owen. In fact, even when Jefferson was still sleeping with them, Max didn't put anything, even though Hayden knew how badly Max wanted to. So there shouldn't be anything for Hayden to worry about. They can talk comfortably in the bedroom and don't need to get stuck in a confusing situation in the bathroom. But no, Hayden's wild mind kept him from doing it. His mind told Hayden that Max could have done that because he felt uncomfortable with Owen. And now, the burden on Max's mind increases with Jasper, automatically making him distrust Hayden. Since everyone knows they are dating, people count Hayden as the same person as Jasper. Despite the fact that Hayden often doesn't know anything about what Jasper is doing, he must still accept the consequences, exactly like what just happened earlier. Meanwhile, Jasper looked the other way. Unlike Hayd
Bernard bowed politely as the man pulled him back; in contrast to his arrogant attitude towards Jasper earlier, he immediately complied with that man. Jasper wondered who that man was, and to his surprise, instead of making him afraid, he was pleased when he saw the man step inside. "Hayden!" said Jasper in a cheerful tone. But instead of responding to Jasper's greeting, Hayden looked at Bernard and other Max's subordinates. He had ignored Jasper for the second time this morning; what a terrible record. Meanwhile, someone appeared from behind Hayden. He was one of his subordinates. Jasper knew him well; his name was Fort, and they were a roommate. "There you are, Jasper. We have been looking for you everywhere," he said while smiling. Fort tried to melt the atmosphere that was starting to heat up between his boss and Bernard, even though all they did was stare at each other. And as we expected, his efforts were in vain; Fort's words flew by like a small gust of wind in the
Cadman assigns Jasper to go to their brothel to spy on suspicious activity, an informant says that there is a group of people who are trying to make their brothel a place to catch Homer. Jasper will go there with some of Hayden's and Max's subordinates, Jasper is very grateful because there are several of Hayden's subordinates, he is worried that Max's subordinates will do something that scares him, at least there is someone he can ask for help if that happens. But apparently, it was happening to him and unfortunately, he was alone. How surprised was Jasper when he came out of the hallway with the automatic lights and he saw Mao, Travis, and Austin standing only two pillars away from Jasper. Jasper was surprised, he turned in the opposite direction. He wanted to go back to his room and instead of walking past the four of them, Jasper would have taken the opposite direction and walked around the Emerson brothers' mansion. But how surprised he was to see several other people who we
Jefferson looked up as Homer turned, and their eyes met like two pairs of puzzles finding their right spot in a large picture; it just happens, and no one can avoid it. "I'm sorry," said Jefferson. Homer's eyes soften, and for a moment, his mind wanders, wishing they didn't have to be so far apart. Everyone can see it clearly; they see other people in the look in Homer's eyes. Before finally, when Homer blinked and his eyes sharpened again, he entered his room and disappeared when the door was closed. Jefferson lowered his head while Hugo picked him up and brought him back to his bedroom. Hugo also tells Max to call a doctor because he fears something terrible might happen to him if he doesn't get proper care; Hugo isn't done with him yet. While Owen and Hayden walked behind Max and Cadman, who gleefully laughed at each other. Neither of them spoke until they met Jasper in the dining room. Owen and Hayden said nothing about the beating and Jefferson; they prefer to remain sile
Jefferson wakes up with Hugo sitting up holding Jefferson's handcuffed legs and then releasing him. Jefferson knew immediately that something bad was going to happen to him because of the look in Hugo's eyes that stared at him intently. Hugo got up and pulled Jefferson's arm towards his bedroom door, and as soon as he and Hugo came out, how surprised Jefferson was to see the other three head bodyguards and Cadman were there. Hayden looked at Homer while Owen lowered his head in contrast to Max and Cadman who looked at Jefferson with a smile, they greeted Jefferson happily. Hugo pushed him to the floor, Jefferson fell right in front of Homer who was standing facing the window. His leg still hurt after last night he did that with Hugo again, his hand was still shaking when Jefferson tried to get up. But suddenly, a foot stepped on his back and made him fall back to the floor. Max just stepped on his back. Jefferson grimaced and tears started to fall from his eyes, he raised his h
Jefferson pulled the blanket over himself and that reminded Hugo of something. “You are sending the wrong document to Mr. Blake, Hugo,” Homer shouted through the door. Hugo stretched his arm out to the empty side of the bed, while his other hand held Jefferson tightly. He swept his hand all around; as if looking for something and he smiled once he found it, it was under his blanket. "Oh really? Why don't you send the right document then?” shouted Hugo, answering Homer's question. It was the red shirt that Jefferson had previously found, Jefferson looked at Hugo but he didn't ask anything. He pushed aside the blanket that Jefferson had used to cover himself. "I'm sorry I forgot to tell you about this and if you want to wear other clothes, feel free to grab it from my wardrobe." Hugo put the shirt on Jefferson right away and he smiled, then pressed his forehead to Jefferson's. “I do not have it, Hugo. I wouldn't be knocking on your room if I had the document." Hugo took a deep
Jefferson gasped and he couldn't hide his fear. He shook his head but it was no use, Jefferson couldn't hide his trembling hands. "No, I didn't li–" "Then proof it." Hugo looked at Jefferson with a lecherous smile, Jefferson lowered his hand from Hugo's shoulder. "But how?" "You have to think about it yourself." Jefferson stared at Hugo, begging him to say what he wanted but still, Hugo remained silent. Jefferson's hands were scared, he panicked, his eyes filled with tears again. Hugo was surprised, did such a small thing stress his little bunny? “Hey hey,” Hugo said, touching Jefferson's chin gently. At first Hugo thought that Jefferson was faking again, but as soon as Hugo rubbed his cheek, Jefferson gasped in surprise and backed away. He was so scared that he crashed into the hearboard and made a loud noise that sounded quite painful. Hugo came closer then hugged Jefferson. "Hey, there was nothing to worry about, you and do anything you wanted to prove it." Hugo rubbed
Jefferson tried to control his breathing to sound as calm as possible so that the person did not suspect that Jefferson was pretending to be asleep and listening to all his movements. He walked toward Jefferson and stopped just a few steps near him. He was silent for a few moments. Jefferson felt that he was watching Jefferson for a moment, then he heard the loud sound of plastic scraping. That person seemed to have placed something on the table beside Hugo's bed. After that, Jefferson heard the sound of quick footsteps, he sounded hurried, and his steps got further away; looks like he was walking to the door. Jefferson opened his eyes, intending to see who it was, but it was too late; he only saw Hugo's bedroom door slowly closing. And after that, Jefferson was back alone. Jefferson glanced at the table, and he found a plastic bag. Jefferson was curious; he got up slowly while wincing against the pain he felt in his back. Jefferson breathed a sigh of relief after he manag
No one could imagine Hugo's excitement that the day he had been waiting for had finally come. Hugo bit and kissed Jefferson's neck and chest, leaving a red mark while still holding Jefferson's hand high up. Jefferson stretched; he still didn't give up while Hugo looked at each of them with satisfaction. Hugo removed the remaining clothes from their bodies; that annoying barrier was no longer there. Jefferson was still groaning, but now he was moaning a lot more, which was good for Hugo. Hugo hugged him tightly; he stroked Jefferson's hair and kissed his forehead. “I’m going to put it in, Jefferson. It will hurt But don't worry, and the pain won't last long.” Jefferson could no longer hold himself. His body shook and jerked repeatedly: he, too, was feeling the pleasure. Jefferson looked up as Hugo moved his waist back and forth, it was too much for him, and his head started to spin. Hugo lifted Jefferson's leg and put it on his shoulder, and Jefferson could feel him going back an