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6. Shadows of the past

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BENJAMIN'S POV

The garage doors slowly clasped into place behind me, stifling the heavy patters of rain on the asphalt, but I chose to remain in the car. My hands still gripped the wheel tightly, the leather crackling under my fingers. I was still plagued by the memories of what had happened today—the water pooling on the passenger's seat hadn't even dried yet.

That particular night with Oliver had been one moment of loose thinking, a single "fuck it" decision that led me to saunter into that bar. Now, that very decision haunted me like a ghoul. I can't fully describe how I felt the exact moment I recognized the boy sitting across from me, but when I did, my heart sank to the base of my chest.

I could have sworn Oliver was there to blackmail me for more money. If he was working in a place like that, then he definitely needed it.

My throat dried instantly, and a flicker of recognition scurried past my eyes before I forced my mask into place, pretending I didn’t remember him. But I had seen it too—I had seen that glimmer of recognition in Oliver’s—or was his name really Oliver?—eyes.

I wanted nothing more than to slam the button beneath my desk, signaling security to drag him out. But that kind of attention would warrant an explanation, and worse still, if he started spilling everything we had done, thrashing like a prepubescent teenager, I could only imagine the damage it would cause.

The imaginary scenario sent ripples of shivers along my spine. I had prayed that somehow, after that night of letting loose, I wouldn't see him again—that I wouldn’t be reminded of that side of myself. I had a reputation to protect.

But fate is a cruel bitch who loves to stab you at your lowest.

For some reason, I thought I would have time to prepare myself before the next day, to seal my mind before I had to see him again. But my car just had to break down, and fate had to make Oliver walk that path.

The rain had intensified as if in response to my sour mood on seeing Oliver standing by the curb. I had been determined to leave him standing there after he fixed the car, but what kind of person would I be?

I had assumed Oliver would have some dignity, or at least enough shame not to bring up the subject again. But that’s when the senseless boy tried to remind me of that night. It had taken every ounce of self-control not to reach over and slam his head against the dashboard until he couldn’t remember a thing.

I had to be firm with him. I was prepared to end his career before he even had the chance to take his first step into the workforce if he so much as spilled a word.

Exhaling, I finally relaxed my knuckles from their vice-like grip on the leather. I reached for the door and pushed it open, the car locking automatically as I slammed it shut. Having Oliver in the company meant carrying that uncertainty with me—the constant fear that he could open his big mouth and spew his secrets to anyone willing to listen.

Anxiety gnawed at me like a cat scratching at a back door, and I hated it.

As much as he was a smart fellow and the perfect fit for the job, I didn’t see Oliver working there long-term. I couldn’t come to work every day and bear the shame of staring at him, remembering how lewd he had been, how easily he had submitted to me like… I sighed, flinging my briefcase onto the kitchen island.

The lights twinkled as I entered and made my way to the fridge.

“I need to do something about him,” I muttered, ripping the top off a water bottle and chugging the contents down. As soon as the last drop hit my tongue, an idea popped into my head.

Digging into my pocket, I pulled out my phone, scanned through my contacts, and dialed the manager’s line. It rang once before it crackled and connected.

“Hello?” The fatigued voice of the manager filled my ears. Was he still at work? Flicking my wrist, I checked the time—8:07 PM. He was probably stuck in the office because of the storm.

“Oliver… Oliver Sallow.” My voice was crisp and sharp. I didn’t say much after the name.

“Yes, sir, I’ve processed his internship like you requested.”

“Good, but after the internship, terminate his appointment.”

There was a bout of silence, then an awkward shuffle.

“Sir?” The manager called, almost as if he hadn’t heard what I had just said.

I rolled my eyes. The man was pushing fifty, and I had kept finding reasons to keep him around, but his lack of comprehension was quickly making the list of reasons to fire him.

“I said, when the internship is over, don’t give him the job.”

“Uhm… sir, I don’t mean to overstep, but frankly, he was one of the best candidates you interviewed today. His portfolio fits the profile we’ve been searching for.”

I could practically hear the manager’s smile through the phone like he was proud father who was advertising his golden son.

“Last I checked, I give the orders around here, and what I say goes,” I replied coldly, irritation creeping into my voice.

“I—I’m so sorry,” he stuttered, his words stumbling out like he had lost the ability to communicate.

I wasn’t in the mood to hear him try to remind me of company policies. Pulling the phone from my ear, I ended the call and shoved it back into my pocket.

I had to get rid of Oliver before it was too late, and I was ready to do whatever it took.

I didn't want to spend the storm alone, I needed some sort of distraction and the first person that came to mine was Diane. I fingered my phone and pressed Diane's contact.

“Hello, Handsome,” her sultry voice filtered through the phone.

“Be here in the next twenty minutes, storm or not.”

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  • The Billionaire's dirty secret   7. When the cold bites

    Oliver“Fucking storm,” I wedged my shoulders against the door, turned the knob and lifted the door a bit off the ground to avoid the irritating squeaks from the rusted hinges. My toes felt clammy from the amount of water that had soaked into my socks.I was immediately hit with the biting cold in the room, my eyes snapping toward the wall where the broken heater was. My damp clothes clung to me like a second skin, the dampness making the cold even worse.My eyes caught the puddle of water near the worn-out couch where my mother was resting. I sighed, yanked the bag off my shoulders and flung it toward the rickety table before pulling the metal bucket from the cabinet and placing it directly under the trajectory of the leaking roof.My mom snored lightly, snuggling the tattered blankets with her weary fingers, I adjusted the hem and placed a gentle kiss on her neck so I wouldn't wake her before moving toward my bedroom.“Oli?” I heard her call me.“Yes, ma?” I stopped by the verge of

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-04-04
  • The Billionaire's dirty secret   8. The master's dog

    Oliver“Kid?” I felt a gentle push on my shoulder and my eyes sprung apart, the sharp light refracting from the waxed floor hitting my eyes. I winced as I adjusted, careful not to wake Ruby who was sleeping on my lap.My eyes caught a white coat before they latched on to the doctor's face, “How is she?” My voice was a bit gruffy, even to me. My throat felt sore and rough like it had been sandpapered with grief and sorrow.“She is stable now, but we have to keep her overnight to ensure nothing happens again,” he looked more tired than I was and it made me wonder how many people who had been catered into this place with the same condition as my mom had made it out alive.I sniffled, wiping the grime off my face.“You need to go home and get some rest, you can come back tomorrow,” the doctor turned and left. I didn't want to leave but I had to go to work tomorrow…my eyes darted toward the large clock on the wall by the entrance/exit, it read 1:21 am…I had work today.“Shit,” I sighed an

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-04-04
  • The Billionaire's dirty secret   9. Amore Moi, my undoing

    OliverI slammed my chest repeatedly, trying to kickstart my lungs to function properly. I felt his large hands caress my back and rub gentle circles along my spine. It felt…calming which was strange because I barely knew him.I heaved, letting air swish down my throat, quickly swatting my eyes in Benjamin’s direction. He seemed to be immersed in a conversation with one of the women. For some reason, it made my stomach churn with a feeling I couldn't adequately describe, leaving a sour taste in my mouth.“Does that line actually work for you?” I quipped.“You'll be the judge of that, is it working?” He replied softly. I snorted, rolling my eyes in annoyance. I didn't know why it annoyed me how Benjamin openly flirted with the woman when there was nothing between us. I had just slept with the man once! And I was feeling entitled.I scoffed, shaking my head in disappointment with myself, interacting with my customers outside work was a rule I had made. But this was inevitable.“No matt

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-04-11
  • The Billionaire's dirty secret   10. The Cost of Flesh

    Oliver.My fingers trembled as I fingered the buttons of my shirt, forcing them into the tiny slits at the other end. It was a black see-through that left nothing to imagine: anyone who stared hard enough would see my defined muscles, rosebud of my nipples, the clefts of my abs and pecs, everything.Mark had gotten the shirt for me after I showed up to work in a button-up shirt that in his words reminded him of SpongeBob. He said I needed to look appealing and satisfy them before I even touched them so that it wouldn't last as long.I sighed and looked toward the door when I heard a scuffle, it was Ruby. Her arms were folded over her chest with bloodshot red eyes probably from how long she had been crying, puffy eyelids, and tear skid marks on her face.Her eyes slowly raked my entire frame, as if she was judging me. Ever since she had asked me that question and I failed to answer, I knew she had resolved in her mind that I was a sex worker.“I thought you had a job?” I could hear the

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-04-11
  • The Billionaire's dirty secret   11. Beneath his Flesh

    Oliver.“You’re late…again,” the clipped voice of the scowling woman greeted me. For obvious reasons, I preferred the older man when he was around because all he did was glare at me from the rim of his round glasses and shake his head with a disapproving sigh.I stumbled into the large office space, adjusting the strap that was digging into my shoulder, “I’m sor—”“Sorry, won't cut it this time,” she snapped causing me to halt by her desk just in front of the Benjamin's office. This was more serious than I had imagined. I pivoted in her direction, gliding along the waxed floor toward her.My body ached, assaulting me to go back to bed, the gentle throb in the back of my head pulsed steadily as a reminder that I didn't sleep well last night. I had tried to fall asleep after the client left but I was roughly shaken by someone else who said he had a client to service.As if that wasn't bad enough, I had to walk home when I realized there were no vehicles littering that part of town that

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-04-12
  • The Billionaire's dirty secret   12. Power and Pleasure

    BENJAMINSeeing him just stand there and spew that nonsense from his mouth made me angry. I wanted to make him submit. I wanted to remind him who his boss was and who called the shots. I can vividly remember how his body writhed under my touch, how easy it was to draw out those lewd sounds from him.How he begged me not to stop as my dick pulsed in his tight hole. The way his head was thrown back in ecstacy and he tugged furiously at the chains restraining him from playing with himself. All those thoughts crossed my mind as he stood in front of me, and I wanted to hear him once again.I bit into his lower lip, hard enough to sting. He whimpered, cowering into my touch. I pushed my knee in between his shivering legs, prying them apart. They easily parted like soft bristles. I pressed my knee against his bulging pants, applying pressure on him. He groaned into the kiss, aching his back from the wall.I wedged his hands above his head with one hand, my other fingering his buttons hastily

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-04-13
  • The Billionaire's dirty secret   1. Paid in pleasure

    OLIVER’S POV “Ahh yes, yes baby! Just like that, fuck me just like that, baby,” she moaned loudly, her hands gripping the sink even tighter, “that’s the spot, fuck that pussy!”I grimaced as I watched the sweat run down her arched back. Why did she keep referring to me as ‘baby’? “Oh god, I’m gonna fucking cum…”About time. “Yes…baby, yes…y-yes…”I felt the way her whole body contracted and her moans became desperate, thin whimpers. Her hips jerked and I decided to fuck her harder and faster. Her voice grew raw, she had no idea what my name was, so in an awkward, broken voice, she yelled; “Oh bartender, fuck me harder!”A loud cry ripped out of her throat one final time before I felt the warm, messy gush spill all over my dick. I slowly pulled out of her, disgusted at the sight of the creamy liquid spurted on my cock and my hips. I backed away from her and cleaned myself with a tissue. She turned around and flashed a smile at me as I pulled up my trousers and buckled my belt.

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-20
  • The Billionaire's dirty secret   2. The man upstairs

    OLIVER’S POV “Oh my god, Ruby!” I exclaimed and snatched the dildo from her.I locked it in my drawer and frowned at her, “How many times have I told you not to snoop around my bedroom?” Ruby was no fool. I knew that she had some knowledge about sex, but this was a part of me I had desperately tried to keep hidden for months. I rolled my eyes and dug my hand into my pocket once more. “Take this. It’s twenty dollars. Do something with it. Go on.”“I don’t want your money, Oliver,” she said sternly, her eyes held the scorn my mother would have looked at me with, “I’m just curious to know what my big brother is doing. Makes me wonder if I would be proud to introduce you to my friends…or Jamie.” “Jamie? Who’s Jamie?”She scoffed and walked towards the door. “Wait, Ruby,” I grabbed her arm and it shattered my heart when she wasn’t able to look into my eyes, “It’s not what it looks like. That…” I sighed, lost for words, “I have to do what I have to in order to take care of ma. I’

    ปรับปรุงล่าสุด : 2025-03-20

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  • The Billionaire's dirty secret   12. Power and Pleasure

    BENJAMINSeeing him just stand there and spew that nonsense from his mouth made me angry. I wanted to make him submit. I wanted to remind him who his boss was and who called the shots. I can vividly remember how his body writhed under my touch, how easy it was to draw out those lewd sounds from him.How he begged me not to stop as my dick pulsed in his tight hole. The way his head was thrown back in ecstacy and he tugged furiously at the chains restraining him from playing with himself. All those thoughts crossed my mind as he stood in front of me, and I wanted to hear him once again.I bit into his lower lip, hard enough to sting. He whimpered, cowering into my touch. I pushed my knee in between his shivering legs, prying them apart. They easily parted like soft bristles. I pressed my knee against his bulging pants, applying pressure on him. He groaned into the kiss, aching his back from the wall.I wedged his hands above his head with one hand, my other fingering his buttons hastily

  • The Billionaire's dirty secret   11. Beneath his Flesh

    Oliver.“You’re late…again,” the clipped voice of the scowling woman greeted me. For obvious reasons, I preferred the older man when he was around because all he did was glare at me from the rim of his round glasses and shake his head with a disapproving sigh.I stumbled into the large office space, adjusting the strap that was digging into my shoulder, “I’m sor—”“Sorry, won't cut it this time,” she snapped causing me to halt by her desk just in front of the Benjamin's office. This was more serious than I had imagined. I pivoted in her direction, gliding along the waxed floor toward her.My body ached, assaulting me to go back to bed, the gentle throb in the back of my head pulsed steadily as a reminder that I didn't sleep well last night. I had tried to fall asleep after the client left but I was roughly shaken by someone else who said he had a client to service.As if that wasn't bad enough, I had to walk home when I realized there were no vehicles littering that part of town that

  • The Billionaire's dirty secret   10. The Cost of Flesh

    Oliver.My fingers trembled as I fingered the buttons of my shirt, forcing them into the tiny slits at the other end. It was a black see-through that left nothing to imagine: anyone who stared hard enough would see my defined muscles, rosebud of my nipples, the clefts of my abs and pecs, everything.Mark had gotten the shirt for me after I showed up to work in a button-up shirt that in his words reminded him of SpongeBob. He said I needed to look appealing and satisfy them before I even touched them so that it wouldn't last as long.I sighed and looked toward the door when I heard a scuffle, it was Ruby. Her arms were folded over her chest with bloodshot red eyes probably from how long she had been crying, puffy eyelids, and tear skid marks on her face.Her eyes slowly raked my entire frame, as if she was judging me. Ever since she had asked me that question and I failed to answer, I knew she had resolved in her mind that I was a sex worker.“I thought you had a job?” I could hear the

  • The Billionaire's dirty secret   9. Amore Moi, my undoing

    OliverI slammed my chest repeatedly, trying to kickstart my lungs to function properly. I felt his large hands caress my back and rub gentle circles along my spine. It felt…calming which was strange because I barely knew him.I heaved, letting air swish down my throat, quickly swatting my eyes in Benjamin’s direction. He seemed to be immersed in a conversation with one of the women. For some reason, it made my stomach churn with a feeling I couldn't adequately describe, leaving a sour taste in my mouth.“Does that line actually work for you?” I quipped.“You'll be the judge of that, is it working?” He replied softly. I snorted, rolling my eyes in annoyance. I didn't know why it annoyed me how Benjamin openly flirted with the woman when there was nothing between us. I had just slept with the man once! And I was feeling entitled.I scoffed, shaking my head in disappointment with myself, interacting with my customers outside work was a rule I had made. But this was inevitable.“No matt

  • The Billionaire's dirty secret   8. The master's dog

    Oliver“Kid?” I felt a gentle push on my shoulder and my eyes sprung apart, the sharp light refracting from the waxed floor hitting my eyes. I winced as I adjusted, careful not to wake Ruby who was sleeping on my lap.My eyes caught a white coat before they latched on to the doctor's face, “How is she?” My voice was a bit gruffy, even to me. My throat felt sore and rough like it had been sandpapered with grief and sorrow.“She is stable now, but we have to keep her overnight to ensure nothing happens again,” he looked more tired than I was and it made me wonder how many people who had been catered into this place with the same condition as my mom had made it out alive.I sniffled, wiping the grime off my face.“You need to go home and get some rest, you can come back tomorrow,” the doctor turned and left. I didn't want to leave but I had to go to work tomorrow…my eyes darted toward the large clock on the wall by the entrance/exit, it read 1:21 am…I had work today.“Shit,” I sighed an

  • The Billionaire's dirty secret   7. When the cold bites

    Oliver“Fucking storm,” I wedged my shoulders against the door, turned the knob and lifted the door a bit off the ground to avoid the irritating squeaks from the rusted hinges. My toes felt clammy from the amount of water that had soaked into my socks.I was immediately hit with the biting cold in the room, my eyes snapping toward the wall where the broken heater was. My damp clothes clung to me like a second skin, the dampness making the cold even worse.My eyes caught the puddle of water near the worn-out couch where my mother was resting. I sighed, yanked the bag off my shoulders and flung it toward the rickety table before pulling the metal bucket from the cabinet and placing it directly under the trajectory of the leaking roof.My mom snored lightly, snuggling the tattered blankets with her weary fingers, I adjusted the hem and placed a gentle kiss on her neck so I wouldn't wake her before moving toward my bedroom.“Oli?” I heard her call me.“Yes, ma?” I stopped by the verge of

  • The Billionaire's dirty secret   6. Shadows of the past

    BENJAMIN'S POVThe garage doors slowly clasped into place behind me, stifling the heavy patters of rain on the asphalt, but I chose to remain in the car. My hands still gripped the wheel tightly, the leather crackling under my fingers. I was still plagued by the memories of what had happened today—the water pooling on the passenger's seat hadn't even dried yet.That particular night with Oliver had been one moment of loose thinking, a single "fuck it" decision that led me to saunter into that bar. Now, that very decision haunted me like a ghoul. I can't fully describe how I felt the exact moment I recognized the boy sitting across from me, but when I did, my heart sank to the base of my chest.I could have sworn Oliver was there to blackmail me for more money. If he was working in a place like that, then he definitely needed it.My throat dried instantly, and a flicker of recognition scurried past my eyes before I forced my mask into place, pretending I didn’t remember him. But I had

  • The Billionaire's dirty secret   5. Rain and Regrets

    He gestured to the seat opposite his table without looking up.I saw him squint at something and when I got closer, I noticed that it was my resume he was scanning through. “Oliver Sallow,” his husky voice cascaded into my ears and my insides curled, “tell me about yourself.”I read his name on the golden plate. Benjamin Cheslyn.He looked up and our eyes jammed for a few uncomfortable seconds. He knew it was me! I could tell by the split second of hesitation in his eyes. I was strung for words and could only stare at his beautifully sculpted lips. “Go on, will you?”I blinked with embarrassment and cleared my throat. “I was uhm, a business student. I loved the idea of communication and, marketing just sort of fascinated me.” His beautiful cognac eyes were like a setting sun. Oh, how handsome this god of a man was!He sat back on his chair, his gaze more inquisitive now, “And what do you find so fascinating about it?” “The logic behind it, I guess,” I replied nervously, “m

  • The Billionaire's dirty secret   4. Him...Again

    I woke up the next morning and it felt like I was floating in the middle of an ocean.I tried to recall everything that had happened last night, but my memory was quite blurry. With a sigh, I heaved myself up to a sitting position and looked around the room. I squinted at a little note on the table and next to it, was a fat bundle of cash. I dragged myself to it and the more pain I felt, the more I remembered the crazy sex I had last night. I could barely believe my eyes. Ten thousand dollars in cash!But that wasn’t the most intriguing thing about this morning, it was rather the thoughts of the perfectly built man that had fucked me mercilessly. I could almost feel his touch on my body, the cuffs that had bound my wrists felt so real once more, even though I was a free man once again. I put on my clothes, shoved the cash into both of my pockets and headed downstairs. Mark was right there, waiting for me with a smirk on his annoying face. “I am not giving you shit.” I said to

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