Third Person’s POV
Henrick remained quite the whole ride. His heart keeps on thumping loudly as his thought drifted to thousand ideas that might be happening at Irvin and possible torture he’s trying to ploy when he see Ivy. He took a deep breath for the nth time. His knuckles are already white from the clenching that he subconsciously doing while he’s in a day dream. “Where here, Young Master.” The young man suddenly awakens from his own thoughts when Roy speaks from the driver’s seat. He opened the door beside him and stepped out of the car. Henrick didn’t waste more of his time and entered the restaurant that Ivy gave him. “Sir, we’re cu—“ the female staff standing on the entrance tried to stop him from entering the vicinity but he still insisted and walked towards the only table where someone was sitting. “Where’s Ir—Mom?!” He took an involuntary step back when he realized thaMeanwhile, Oliver and Zeke were roaming around the busiest spot in the city. Both were ecstatic to see Pub Lane for the first time. “Are you sure about this?” Zeke asks his companion who seems to be enjoying the music that is coming from the bar. “Of course. I heard this place is good. And a lot of girls go here.” He assured him but seemed not to convince the other. Earlier that night, while they were playing playstation at Zeke’s place, Oliver had an idea that could change their plan for tonight. He had been intrigued by this place since it was opened to the public weeks ago. Though he already tried inviting the others to try this new bar and a lot is happening to Henrick until now they haven’t visited the place yet with the others. Zeke followed his lead. They entered the pub that was already crowded with people. There’s a long queue on the side of the entrance but Oliver didn’t need to. He nodded at the bouncer and gave him
It’s almost eight. Irvin kept on staring at the main door. Though he’s not sure that Henrick would fetch him up but something deep within him hoping that he will. “Are you waiting for someone?” The forty years old Herman Williams asked Irvin as he took the remaining soiled plate on the table. They just finished eating dinner and the old man was helping his wife, Gertrude, when he noticed Irvin’s behavior. Herman did anticipate that Irvin will join the celebration but he didn’t expect that he’ll pop up at their door two days before the birthday celebration. Irvin shook his head and forced a smile. “No. By the way, I am sorry for coming here so suddenly.” Irvin stated. Irvin doesn’t really want to bother the Williams this late. But he can’t think of any alibis that could make the two let him go. As soon as he met Silvia there’s something within him that itches to leave the place. He didn’t want to be with her. Especially, not with the two fa
“Are you sure that you’re not staying here tonight?” Herman asked as the two exited the door of their home. It’s already past eleven and Hillary so far has fallen asleep. “No need, Mr. Williams. I still need to finish some of my assignments tonight.” Irvin explained. “But I’ll probably be here on Hillary’s birthday.” The old man bobbed his head. “Ok then. Be careful on your way home.” Irvin and Henrick waved goodbye to the couple until they reached the sedan that parked on the entrance of their gate. Henrick opened the car door for Irvin before he finally took his seat beside him. “I can’t believe you’re also good with kids.” Irvin tried to tease Henrick on their way home. But he acted cold and didn’t even show any reaction to him. Different from how he acted earlier. “What’s wrong?” Irvin asked. Baffled. “I am still mad at you.” Henrick stated. Behaving a toddler sulking for not buying the toys that he wants. “What? Why?” Irvin already knows that it has something to do with wh
Almost midnight. Silvia was sitting at her dressing table when Max got home. Tie is already untied and his creamy white long sleeve is somehow unbuttoned. Slightly exposing his chest. Their eyes met through the mirror that faced Silvia. She smiled, walked towards him and welcomed him with a hug. “What got into you?” Max leaned his head back and looked at her wife in furrowed eyebrows. Baffled at her overjoyed expression when she wrapped her arms around his shoulder. She stepped back a little. Giving him the space to see her vibrant face. Though she is no longer wearing any make-up, Max still finds her beautiful in bare face. With her wrinkles and freckles. One of the reasons why until now he’s still captivated by her. “I have great news.” She started without breaking the grin on her face. Max could only arched his brow as he waited for the continuation of her statement. “Our son is getting married.” She said in a squeal. Max was silent. Somehow surprised at the
At Boone’s condo unit, the two are still waiting for Henrick’s message. Two hours had passed but until now Henrick hadn't sent the location, even with Boone’s texts he didn’t respond to any of it. “Still nothing?” Finn lazily asked. His right leg was hooked at the couch’s backrest as his back lay straight at its seats. Hand nonstop putting the popcorn kernel in his mouth. One by one while he blankly watches Boone getting annoyed. At this point he is no longer starving but instead bored. Boone forbade him from watching any movie—or even checking his social media at all—because they would go out as soon as they got the information from Henrick. Boone exhaled. Almost infuriated. “I can’t take it anymore.” He ran to the main door and was about to exit if only he wasn’t stopped by the hand on his arm. It’s Finn. He charged towards him to stop him from leaving his place. Everything happened in such a short period of time that Finn didn’t realize that the bucket of popc
Finn'sI keep on huffing and puffing. He's still below me. Giving me the pleasure that only his lips could do."Ah!..wait-ah..." I keep on mumbling. My head leaned back when I felt his tongue invade the inside of my crack. I've been trying to push him to stop whatever he's doing but instead keep on pushing my legs up and bury himself on my butt. "Bo...one nnnggmnh."The more he thrust his tongue in the more I could feel my entrance spread open. It's weird. The slight sting and the comfort warm and moisture fused every time he rammed inside of me. "Shit Boone." I surrender. Both of my hands grasped on each side of the pillow that I use. "Ahmmmmmnn." My head arched back, grip tightened when I felt him keep on shoving vigorously. How can Boone know such a thing? It's weird even though the pleasure that it gives me is divine."Ah...ha....ha...ha..." Boone sits up and looks like he's done with his business. I chased my breath. Motionless on the bed but my eyes were following him every mor
Finn’sBoone woke me up earlier than usual. I was wincing at the bed when I felt him shake my tired body. Whispering his plan for today. I hardly protest at his request but he’s annoyingly persistent that I end up being dragged inside the school with an exhausted body.An hour before our classes we arrive at the campus’ parking lot. Zeke’s Toyota Camry and Moe’s Dodge Charger are already on their parking spot but the other two—plus my spot—are all still vacant. I released a sigh. My eyes are still struggling to stay awake and my body is still sore from—oh my god. I don’t want to think about it right now. It’s too much for my brain to handle.“Are you still in pain? Should I drive you to the hospital?” Boone is already outside of his car. He kneeled down beside me, his left hand was caressing my lower back while the other was wiping the sweats forming on my head with the handkerchief. He’s a little bit panicked. I’m still inside the passenger’s seat when I felt dizzy.“No need.” I repl
Third Person’s Max intently watches himself in the mirror. The shade of blank and gray pleases his eyes that he can’t help but feel satisfied at his own look. He’s still in the middle of picking his tie when Silvia came in. Her perfect brow was furrowed and her lips were pursed. “You’re mad.” He guessed it right. Silvia walked towards him. She stands between the mirror and Max to help him with his necktie. “Henrick isn’t responding to my text. I’ve been calling him but he keeps on hanging up the call. I don’t know what to do anymore.” She looks like a grouchy teenager in a lavender silky nightgown. Her husband’s eyes landed on her bulky bust that even without the support of a brassiere still looks good for him. “I only have forty-eight hours to totally convince about this.” Silvia added. Not noticing the hard swallow that Max did. Past seven in the morning. The maidservants were getting busy. Quarter of them were preparing the couple’s breakfast and the remaining one w
"What about Moe?" I asked, staring at him dead in the eye. "How would I know when you never told me anything?" I emphasized every word clearly as I stated my displeasure towards him. I tried to raise my head to look at him but the falling tears made my vision blurry. "You want to know? You really want to know, right?" Henrick stalked towards me like a predator to its prey as he stood in front of me. His eyes blazing in fury. "Tell me!!" I yelled equally loud. I tried to suppress my growing anxiousness. This version of Henrick is what I fear the most. The seething with madness version. I want him to speak up, to say it to my face no matter how much the truth hurts me. But I surrendered. I surrendered to Henrick. "I didn't tell you because I'm worried about your feelings, Vin. I don't know if you could bear it or not. I don't know if this will bring back the pain...But you won't listen to me even when I warned you. Now, I will tell you the truth. Moe is the guy who poisoned you at th
Irvin's POV"P-please... don't hurt us..."My eyes widened as I watched the scene in front of me. I gave Moe a glance, but he was too preoccupied with the terrified lady. "Auntie, we're not here to hurt you." I muttered, before lending my hands towards the old lady, beckoning her to get up. "Tri’s not here today. So, I came instead." Moe said. "Y-you're... not here to hurt us?" she said in a trembling voice. "Yes." Moe said with indifferent expression, before eventually softening his voice, "How are you?" "You promise?" "Yes... Tri asked me to buy this too," Moe took the pills out of his pocket and gave them to the auntie. The expression on the woman's face eventually mellowed as she started to trust Moe. "Why didn't Tri come today?" Auntie grabbed her own clothes and wiped tears off her face. "He's busy... Can we see him now?" Moe shortly said. The lady was speechless for a moment before letting out a deep sigh. She slowly opened the door to the room and eventually beckone
Irvin’s POVI sat with my phone while playing games like crazy after passing a rigorous exam all day, damn it! The questions on the test paper today were something I have never met before. Hey! Did we study a lesson like that? Damn, I couldn't remember anything. My brain has gone as empty as a space, it was filled with nothing. The more I searched for answers, the more I couldn't find them. I wanted to sleep instead! Fuck! What I got back was a radiant looking skin because I have slept all too well, it helps a lot with drinking eight glasses of water a day that adds moisture to my skin. How preposterous! "Done with your exams already?" Henrick’s voice didn't draw my attention away from the screen. I nodded at him and continued playing the game. For about ten minutes now, I have been sitting here under the VIP building benches and waiting for him. Henrick and his friends gathered around the table. He then sat beside me. "Ugh." I flicked my face away from Henrick, who gently rubbed h
Henrick’s Pov"Oh God... it hurts so much doctor." I squinted my eyes towards the old looking man sitting across from my good-for-nothing friend. He was called doctor Seb or Doc Sebastian Walsh? Something like that. When we asked Oli if he wanted to be taken to the hospital, he refused and wanted to be tended here instead. So we called a doctor, and this bastard specifically asked for this old man. I was putting an ice pack for Irvin’s hip while periodically peeking at my friend’s actions. He said he was hurt, but his face looked otherwise and it annoyed me seriously. "You're doing fine, Oli. It's just a little bruise. I'll give you some painkillers and topical ointment and you're good to go." The good-looking doctor said coldly. His tone might be soft and caring, but his facial expressions were too stiff and indifferent. "Don't I need an X-ray? Or maybe some blood tests? I think I'm still a little sick doctor." Oliver pushed himself up from the sofa, and drew his face closer to t
Henrick’s POVBang!!I hurriedly grabbed Irvin by the waist so that he slammed hard on my chest. We dropped to the couch in shock, looking at the shards of fallen glass on the floor. The glass table shattered and cracked loudly. I didn't realize I had used such a strong force enough to break the table apart. Luckily, I caught Irvin on time before he fell into the mess. "Are you okay?" I asked Irvin who sat on my lap and was staring breathlessly at the wreckage in front of us. "Damn, Rick! What the hell did you do?" He slapped my thigh hard with his fists. "Ha ha, look how strong my love for you is." I said, grinning goofily at Irvin’s reddened face out of embarrassment. Knock Knock"Young Master. What happened, Young Master Henrick?" There was a loud knock on the door, along with an uproar from outside. Irvin and I exchanged looks and he hurriedly put on his pants, rolled his shirt down, and ran towards the bathroom. I shook my head slightly as I recall his old ways. "Nothing."
Henrick’s POV"Let me go!" He pursed his lips tightly that prevented me from penetrating the insides of his mouth, but I don't care anymore. I sucked on his lower lip vigorously and kissed him repeatedly. His thin and soft lips felt so good against mine. His sweet breath made me delirious with so much need I think it's too late to stop myself anymore. My head spun from the raging lust. I alternately kissed his lips and cheeks nonstop to let him feel what I wanted to say. To let him know that I want him so much and I need him in my life or else I will die. "I thought I was going to die." I said honestly, still in full attention to the man in front of me who has his eyes tightly closed and flickering his head back and forth. His lips remained tightly closed that he began to suffocate and lose his oxygen, so he accidentally opened his mouth to get some air. And it was the moment I was waiting for, I lunged forward and claimed his mouth in full. My tongue darted inside his mouth, twirlin
Henrick’s POV"Damn it, what the fuck?! Are you still in the mood to watch porn in this situation?" Irvin asked in shock. "Shit!" "What?" Irvin and I looked at the screen showing a video clip between Moe and Ivy. They were both naked and making love passionately in bed. If it was Ivy with someone else, I wouldn't be surprised but what made me cursed out loud was because it was Moe, who's the least I expected to do this to me. Though I feel nothing about Ivy, seeing a clip of her like this made me feel a bit struck. I felt betrayed. It was true that who stabbed you from the back was always someone close to you. "Fuck! Moe is wicked." Irvin said as his eyes focused on the screen. "Didn't I tell you? Don't get close to him!" I said angrily, remembering how close Irvin was in danger with Moe. "How would I know? Open that one too." Irvin, who didn't seem to mind, urged me to open another file that Rancho was gradually sending. "Fuck! Stephanie too?" As soon as I opened the clip, I
Irvin’s POVI took a deep breath. Today was exhausting, not just physically but also mentally. Everything was so messed up, but I'm glad that the bond that I have with my brother is getting stronger. Zeke and Oliver took him to the hospital to get treated and I was left alone with Henrick. "Let's go home now, Vin." Henrick said, wrapping his hands over my neck and pulled me into a hug. "Whose house are you talking about? T-the fuck are you doing again Henrick! Let me go!" I struggled, pushing myself away from Henrick’s embrace. "Come on Vin. It's already over. Let's go home now." Henrick insisted, and pulled me towards his car. "Henrick, if you don't stop pulling my arm, I'll hit you!" I continued to resist, glaring at him in fury. "VIn, please. I'm sorry.. I'm really sorry. I was wrong." Henrick held my arm to face him, but I was too stubborn not to let him have his way. "I'm done with you! Go mess with somebody else!" I said as I turned my gaze away from him. Henrick sudde
Boone’s POV“So?” Stephanie leaned close to me and gave me a teasing smile. I looked at her with confusion and just shrugged her off. Her smile turned frowning when I disregarded her query. She bumped me with her shoulder that slightly pushed me over. “Isn’t he the guy that you’ve been talking about?”“Hmn.” My way of saying ‘yes’.“Oh my god. You’re acting shy right now.” She pointed out.My hands were fast to cover her lips. She was too loud. That even the guards at the main gate could hear her blabbering.“That’s nonsense.” I replied. Letting her go. “Can you tone down your voice? I don’t want him to feel uncomfortable.”Her lips puckered. She went silent for a few seconds. As if she’s thinking of something that I couldn’t decipher. SHe crossed her arms, lying back on her seats. Almost slouching. “You know what for someone who’s smart, you’re quite stupid and blind.”My jaw dropped at her utterance. If only she’s not someone I consider as a friend, I probably have said mean things