Amid the doubts, Jefferson still went to the market on Saturdays, arriving at nine in the morning as usual. But he didn't go to Mr. Brooke's cafe as usual, but he went up to the second floor and went to the cafeteria for breakfast. With his eyes fixed on the old man opening his shop, Jefferson squeezed his jacket; there was the registration file hidden under it. But until he finished his breakfast and the man was sitting in front of his shop, Jefferson didn't walk up to him, and he went downstairs to Mr. Brooke's cafe. He didn't want Andrew to worry if he knew that Jefferson still intended to register himself. Out of the corner of Jefferson's eye, as he climbed the stairs, Jefferson saw several people who had come to the shoe store and registered themselves; Jefferson envied their passionate intentions. Jefferson's face withered even more than Andrew, who had just woken up. He stirred his coffee, making the sound of ice clattering. Andrew glanced at Jefferson, and he didn't even
Jefferson just realized one thing, he was so anxious that he forgot to ask when he should arrive at the market because "before midnight" can mean any time. Jefferson cursed his foolishness and finally, after some consideration, decided to leave at ten o'clock. But Andrew suddenly called him. Jefferson didn't want to pick it up at first, but Andrew might come to his house just because he was worried and thought that something terrible had happened to him. So picking it up and listening to his annoying ramblings was a much better option than him messing up Jefferson's plans. So Jefferson opened his closet, pulled out his pajamas, and put them on along with the shirt he would wear to the market. Jefferson saw his reflection in the mirror; luckily, these pajamas could cover his clothes. Jefferson brought his phone, which was ringing, a video call from Andrew. Jefferson entered his room and turned on the air conditioner to the coldest temperature because he felt hot; he was wearing two c
Jefferson didn't listen to what Hugo said; it was like a speech to open an event that wasn't necessary. Even without doing that, the event will go well – if they prepare well for the event–. Jefferson saw several photographers on the second floor hanging around, and Hugo occasionally smiled at the camera. In contrast to his brother, he seems to enjoy it; when the camera is on, Homer looks down or tries to hide behind his brother. Maybe Homer always does it; that's why he's always on the edge of the photo and looks angry. Jefferson knew Hugo quite well because he often appeared in public with that image, so he wasn't too curious about Hugo. Although Jefferson knew that Hugo didn't show his true self in public, he had to hide his terrifying side. Jefferson's gaze shifted to his older brother, Homer. Jefferson had only guessed what kind of person he was so far. Homer rarely appeared in public; even if he appeared, he made such a face. But maybe he's grumpy, and he always made that fac
This place used to be a scary place for Jefferson, and he didn't want to go to this place. If Andrew didn't pull him, Jefferson wouldn't have been here. He even went to that place twice, which had nothing to do with their investigation.Jefferson was pissed off every time he thought about it, and he'll make sure that pervert would pay for it someday.But Jefferson wanted to admit one thing he wasn't aware of at first. Because no matter how annoying he was, this place gave him a good memory and a warm and safe feeling. The terror out there was worse than what happened here. It's quiet and lonely here, like being in a different world. But it's always been like this; even in the day, this place always gives a different vibe than the rest of the market: it is like a glitch.Jefferson couldn't see inside the fabric shop. The doors were tightly shut as if they were separating themselves, the lights were off as if they didn't want anyone to find them, and there was a transparent shield outs
Jefferson shoots him in the head, and he falls, losing consciousness and his life. Jefferson did not waste his time; he pulled the trigger and hit the second person. Jefferson also shoots the third person. It wasn't hard to finish them off, but from a distance, Jefferson heard others shouting; they screamed in anger, wondering who had shot who. Thunderous footsteps and shouts sounded like a monster trying to find Jefferson. He took a wide step, leaving that place; he was running away. Jefferson thought they would come from the main hall, so he walked straight toward the exit. So he didn't expect, even before halfway through it, Jefferson to meet someone instead. Jefferson didn't have enough time to turn at the corner beside him and divided to hide inside a table with a transparent shield. The table was more than enough to protect him from the side and the back; Jefferson only needed to keep an eye on the front. His chest heaving up and down; damn it, he growled. He gripped the g
Whether it was luck or a coincidence, neither of them turned in his direction, so Jefferson remained where he was, occasionally checking at those walking apart. Only six of them and Jefferson left, and they had fifty minutes left. Jefferson bit his lip, his face crumpled, realizing there wasn't much time left. They split up into small groups of two people, and two groups walked towards the main hall; maybe they wanted to search the other side of the market. They seemed sure that Jefferson had run away because they sent more people there. And after reaching the main hall, they would probably split up, one group going to the right side and one to the left side. While the other two were searching this area, they started walking opposite Jefferson's position, heading towards the main exit and the guard on the stairs.
The first thing Jefferson saw as soon as he lifted his head was Hugo's smile, which reminded Jefferson of a bright lamp in his living room. He didn't even need to add another one; that lamp alone was enough to brighten every inch of the room. His smile was slightly different from his lamp. Instead, it brightened the surrounding, and his smile darkened it because it was more likely a scary smile, not a friendly and nice one. Seeing that smile made his heart skip a beat; he gasped and staggered, luckily the two bodyguards holding his body, so Jefferson didn't fall backward. Hugo laughed; confused by Jefferson's overreaction, he shook his head. Not knowing that it make Jefferson even more shocked and surprised. Plus, he was still confused, unable to process what was happening around him. "I can't wait to see the results. Are you the last man standing? Or there's someone left, and we should disqualify you? But I hope we're not gonna do that. I saw you on CCTV and was impressed. I can'
Jefferson awoke with his eyes widened and gasping for breath, like when he gasped as soon as he popped out from the water. The next second, he felt his throat dry, and it felt like it was trying to strangle Jefferson, he coughed, and that woke someone up. He was sleeping beside Jefferson, unsure how long he's been there. Even though Jefferson felt weak and his head hurt, he tried to get up because he felt uncomfortable with everything, but the person who had just woken up held him back. He gripped Jefferson's shoulder with his strength, and Jefferson was too weak to resist him; he was forcing Jefferson to lie back down. "Wait a minute, I'll call a doctor," he said and took a phone next to them. Jefferson stared at the man intently, he was sure he had never known him before this, and he was absolutely sure that he had not lost his memory. He could still remember his whole life and all the things that happened that night, even all the things Andrew did and the revenge he would take
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