Jefferson walked into his room and slammed the door. "That perverted! I'm gonna kill him." This is one of his bad habits when he is annoyed. But how can he not be? Just imagine Hugo just came out of the bar ten minutes before eleven o'clock, with two baristas carrying him out because he was too drunk to walk by himself. Luckily they checked on him in his private room because they thought it strange that he hadn't ordered anything since 30 minutes ago; they found him lying on the ground. Jefferson helped him get into the car, and he was forced to accompany him in the back seat, afraid he might bump into something. And also, Homer was already calling them; he was angry, so the driver had to speed up so they could arrive home as fast as possible. And it was then, for approximately fifteen minutes, Hugo continued to flirt with him even more than he had in the private room. Starting from hugging him while mumbling, kissing his cheek, stroking his hair, and almost kissing him on the l
And the next question is, why is that pervert coming out of his room just to talk to Owen? Couldn't he get someone to tell Owen to meet him in his room?"Ah, Hugo, Good morning. Is there anything wrong?" asked Owen while glancing at Jefferson, who was still frozen.His reason was none other than to ruin Jefferson's morning.Jefferson stood up while all the bodyguards now stared at them to greet Hugo, but moments later, they returned to talking about that rumor when Jefferson bowed to greet them too. "Good morning, Hugo," Jefferson greeted, then moved, so half of his body was covered by Owen's body."Good morning, Jeremy. How is your condition?""I'm fine.""Was I tiring you yesterday? You better see a doctor. I'm afraid that last night's thing has badly affected your body.""Thank you for your concern, Hugo, but I'm fine."Jefferson glanced out of the corner of his eye; whispers came from all directions. While Owen was looking at him with a mischievous look.While Hugo was grinning w
Jefferson smiled happily; his presence was like an oasis in the desert; that person was Homer. "Homer, I'm sorry to make you wait. I was lost earlier. Oh, this mansion is too big. I'm still not used to the halls," said Jefferson. Jefferson was about to take a step toward Homer, but Hugo held his hand before he could take his first step. Jefferson's eyes stared at Hugo, but he just smiled as if nothing annoying had happened. "I'm not done with him," Hugo told Homer. Jefferson turned to Homer, he hoped Homer could help him out of this situation, but he quickly disappointed Jefferson by nodding; he wasn't angry or looked annoyed. Maybe it's not a big problem, so Homer was okay with that. Homer walked in with his hands in his pockets and showed Hugo his phone. "Tell me when you're done. I need to take care of other things first." Hugo nodded, while Jefferson's face turned pale, he could only stare at Homer's back, which disappeared as he turned into an alley. Jefferson was still
"There's something I wanted to talk to." Jefferson followed Homer's steps. He sat in his chair with a sigh, then looked up at Jefferson, who stood with his hands behind his body. Jefferson nodded. He doesn't need to worry about being near Homer; he doesn't need to be always on guard. A quiet man like him couldn't possibly do the perverted things his brother did. But that doesn't mean Jefferson can stand quietly.; he was nervous about being with Homer without anyone else. His aura is mysterious and dark. And he doesn't talk much, making others curious about what's on his mind, his true identity. The two of them, though Jefferson hated to admit it, especially about Hugo, were captivating in their own way; Hugo with his friendly nature and Homer with his mysterious character. Maybe that's why they have their own fanbase, although Homer seems to hate them. Max tell about it yesterday. There was one woman who approached Homer and Hugo when they were walking in a mall after watching a
Again, Jefferson slammed his bedroom door, making Max almost drop the aromatherapy candle he had just bought; luckily, Hayden caught it. While Owen raised his head, he was reading a book on his bed. For the second time, Stupid Jefferson forgot that he was now sharing a room with three other people; Jefferson stuttered as Max and Owen glanced at each other. They smirked, making Jefferson snort and head straight to his closet. Owen closes his book, and Max ignores Hayden, who hands him the candle he caught; they both annoyingly walk over to Jefferson. Max hugged him, making Jefferson flinch, while Owen closed his cupboard door and leaned against it, blocking Jefferson from opening it again. "It seems something just happened. What is Hugo doing this time? I'm curious." Jefferson shoved Owen out of the way. Jefferson took a clean towel, pajamas, and uniform. Jefferson just realized he made a big mistake asking the auntie in the laundry room yesterday for short pajamas. He should hav
After a long and unnecessary argument, Jefferson agreed to sleep with Hugo's arms for support, Jefferson's arms around Hugo's waist, and Hugo's chin resting above his head. But most importantly, Hugo's hands couldn't move as he pleased. One of his hands was used as a pillow, and the other gently stroked Jefferson's hair. Hugo grabbed his phone and turned off all the lights in his room before lying back down while pulling the blanket. And after that long debate, Jefferson and Hugo fell silent; the sound of rain and music from Homer's room filled the silence between them. But unfortunately, even after drinking coffee, with the relaxed atmosphere from the music and the raindrops hitting Hugo's bedroom window, Jefferson felt sleepy. "Jeremy," Hugo muttered, then yawned, his perverted face still faintly visible the moment Jefferson raised his head because even though all the lights in his room had been turned off, the light outside was still on. That light came in through the raindro
Owen woke first, then, as usual, whoever gets up first wakes the others. Owen wakes Max and Hayden. He glanced at Jefferson's empty bed and didn't suspect anything, Jefferson could be anywhere, and he wasn't officially started work, so it was not a big deal.Unlike Max, he asked where Jefferson was, but that wasn't strange either because he did ask everything, just like Hayden, who was silent and only paid attention to the others.That morning was nothing out of the ordinary, not even with Homer. He was working out in the gym as usual, although Owen and Max didn't see Hugo anywhere, and they still didn't feel weird because Homer was fine. Because if something happened to Hugo, Homer would be the first person would notice it and make a big announcement about it.So if Homer is okay, then there's nothing to worry about Hugo. Homer tells Hayden to meet him in his room, but Owen and Max didn't ask Hayden to ask Homer about Hugo let alone Jefferson. Hayden didn't say anything either when
"And what did he say?!" Jefferson felt like he was being boiled alive. Jefferson didn't even realize that his face was red, either because he was annoyed or he blushed because they all saw Jefferson sleeping while hugging Hugo tightly. "Easy, man," said Owen, laughing as he rubbed Jefferson's shoulder, which was such a vain like a volcanic eruption, nothing could calm him down. "Mr. Hugo said he accidentally met you, and you're lost. You and Mr. Hugo finally made a deal that he would escort you to Homer's room for a reward, a reward you choose. And the reward is that you stay in his room all night." "And then?" Max blinked his eyes, looking confused. He looked at Jefferson like a stupid donkey and didn't know what to do even though the orders given were clear; Jefferson needed more explanation. There's no way that pervert just said that. "And then what?" Max instead asked back and made Jefferson confused, but before Jefferson exploded and bombarded Max with rude sentences, Owen
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