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David;I groan as I’m woken by knocking on the door. I sit up and rub my eyes in exhaustion.“Yeah? “I call, and a maid’s voice replies.“Good morning, sir. Mr. Salvatore has sent me to tell you to come down for breakfast. “She says, and I stretch before turning to the digital clock on the bedside table and find that it’s 8:00 am.“I’ll be down in a bit. ““Alright. “She replies, and I sigh in the silence. That's when it dawns on me. It worked… Salvatore’s disgusting potion worked. I don’t feel hungover anymore. The headache and sluggishness is gone. He was right! Not that I’d ever admit it,Besides, I’m starving. Maybe I’ll thank him at breakfast. From a safe distance. I can’t have him trying anything funny.I yawn and stretch some more before getting off the bed. I grab my phone and find a text from Vanessa. It’s an image. I open it and see a picture of her and a nurse.- I made a new friend today. -I smile at the message.-You’re such a gem. Who wouldn’t want to be your friend? -
David;Salvatore looks at me over his cup, and I clench my teeth tighter. Any tighter, and I might shatter my jaw. So, this is how he wants to play? Fine! I look away from him, and finally, maids pour into the room. They spread food all over the table, and I let my mind indulge in the smell of sweet food to distract myself from the blinding rage I’m feeling. There are croissants & brioche, fruit platter, fruit juice, coffee, and… I feel a sudden burst of excitement when I see it, and suddenly some of my anger vanishes. Chocolate cake!My mouth begins to water and I begin to search my mind for the last time I ate chocolate cake. It’s been so long since I had it. I watch from under my lashes as Salvatore fills his plate with a few pastries and fills his cup with more tea. Lucas begins to reach for the chocolate cake, and my heart veins to thud in annoyance. I swear to God, if he touches that cake, I will FLIP this table… Even though it’s probably twice my weight.I watch his hand move
Salvatore:“Seriously? 24 hours? Are you guys shitting me? “Lucas says as we walk into my office, and I walk over to my window. There, I see David who took permission to go on a stroll. I know he asked for it cause he didn’t want to be under the same roof with Lucas and me for much longer.“Are you even listening to me!? “Lucas's voice breaks through my thoughts, and I nod.“Yeah. “I reply, and Lucas walks over to me and stands beside the window. He leans against the wall, and even though my eyes are on David, I can see him.“Do you really think he can do it? He stared at that video for like 5 seconds and somehow, he was so confident that he could find the guy. “Lucas says, and I sigh.“Honestly, I don’t know if he can do it. I know that he has his way with computers, but it’s the first time he offered to help. I can’t turn him down. “I say, and Lucas sighs.“I’ll send you a copy of the video. Do your investigation, but keep it under wraps. “I add before looking back at David, and I w
David;“Ugh… “I groan as I sit down. I spent the past few minutes trying to help this bird with its wing. I noticed it was broken, so I had to try to help it. If I left it alone, who knows what would have happened to it. I gently set it down on the table in Salvatores room, and sit on the chair in front of it.“Don’t worry. You’ll be back to your old self in no time. “I say to it like it can understand me, and when I reach out to rub its head, it nuzzles into my touch. Causing me to smile. I didn’t expect to gain its trust so easily. I have shown it a bit of care, and now it’s not weary of me. How is it so sure I won’t hurt it?Is this what Salvatore and my relationship is? In just a matter of days, my view has changed about him. I find my views on him changing even though I don’t know much about him. How am I sure he won’t hurt me? Is he trying to fix me like I’m doing with this bird? Or… Did he just see something he liked and thought he deserves to keep me?I sigh again in frustrat
Salvatore:I could see what he was doing from the system in my office. I installed a mirroring bug in both his phone and the laptop I gave him. I didn’t do that cause I don’t trust him. I did it cause I know he doesn’t trust me. I need to be aware of everything going on with him now that he’s under my care, but his distrust for me will hold him back from telling me. So… I had to do what I’ve done.I watched the entire process of him hunting down this guy, and I am beyond impressed. He stepped into the dark and was somehow able to navigate the uncertainties. He managed to whip this guy out of thin air in just 3 hours. Lucas is still busy hunting based on the tattoo, and David… Without thinking, I rush into the room after David is done, but when he sees me, I see that his face is pale. The is so much fear and uncertainty in his beautiful eyes as those violet orbs stare at me. I had just asked him a question, but instead of him to answer, he tries to hide his notebook behind him. I take
David;Throw Back:“I… I think I like you… “I say. My voice is barely above a whisper as I’m afraid of what will happen… How he will react?“Yeah. I like you too, man. “Jasper replies, as he punches my arm and I swallow before looking up into his honey-brown eyes.“No… Not like that. I mean… I like… Like you. As in… More than… a friend…? “I reply, and I watch his smile drop.“Stop joking, David. It’s not funny. “He laughs, and I gulp.“I’m not joking Jasper. I… I mean it. I feel happy when you’re around, I’m always happy to be around you, I enjoy your company more than I enjoy mine. I… Have a crush on you, Jasper. “I confessed, and his laughter dropped completely. Silence fell upon the backyard as I stared at my best friend.“What rubbish are you saying, David! “He exclaims as he rushes to his feet, and I immediately sit on my calves. Too afraid to dare to stand.“I know something was bothering you, and I probed you to tell me, but I was not expecting this! We’ve been best friends for
Salvatore:“Will you stop pacing? You’re making my eyes hurt. “Lucas says as he sits up and rubs his eyes.“Why is he so stubborn? He is difficult to understand. Every time I think I have him figured out, he goes and pulls another stunt. “I rate, and Lucas scoffs.“Gee. I wonder who that reminds me of. “He replies, and I stop pacing and glare at him.“What? You know it’s true. Do you have any idea how much you stressed me when our friendship just began? Understanding you was more difficult than my thesis. That says a lot! “He adds, and I roll my eyes.“I’m helping him. Dimitri is a psychopath! “I rant as I start pacing again, and he shrugs.“To be fair, so are you… “He replies, and I clench my fists as I stop once again to glare at my best friend.“Don’t piss me off. “I warn, and he holds up his hands in surrender.“Alright… Alright. Want some advice? “He replies, and I cross my arms across my chest to look at him.“Yes, Buddha. What’s your take on this? “I reply, and he scratches his
Unknown POV;"Our suspicion was right. David is not a prisoner to Salvatore. He means more to him. He's a probable weakness. "I inform, and Dimitri smirks as he pulls out his Gordo cigar from his lips. I watch him extinguish it by pressing its red end against the back of the hand of the man who is tied up and battered on a chair beside him. The man groans weakly, and I can tell that he has very little life left in him. I wonder what he must have done to get on Dimitri's bad side. Dimitri stands up and walks over to a window in the room. Staring at the young ladies playing in the pool. At first glance, you could miss it, but staying here long enough allows you to see that all those girls are scared and miserable. And this facade of fun they are having is something they are forced to put up because Dimitri hates seeing his "Little angels" unhappy. If they were truly so special to him, he wouldn't treat them the way he does.This madman. I am forced to work with him because only he has
Lucas:I absentmindedly listened to the music playing from my TV as dancers flexed their abilities on the screen to the musician's vocals.I took a long swig of scotch from my cup, and finally, Elias broke the silence."We missed you at the family dinner. "He says as he drinks water from his cup, and I raise a brow as I turn to look at him."You know I keep my distance from those kinds of things. "I say to him as I refill my cup, and he sighs."Your father would love to see you. At just one of them, you know? Before he dies. "He says as he sets the cup down, and I shrug."He should get one of his battalion of kids to massage his pride. "I reply, and Elias sighs. His honey-brown eyes shimmered with exhaustion. He has been trying to get me to make peace with my father, but that’s a magic trick even witches wouldn’t cast."You're his first child. "He says, and I scoff as I turn back to watch my TV."No. Aiden is his first child. "I correct, and I hear Elias sigh."That's what the news sa
Salvatore;“Mmm… “The moan escapes me as gentle spasms race through my body. I’m deep in sleep. Too deep. I usually don’t sleep this deeply. It started ever since I started sleeping by David…I let out a moan as pleasure sends shivers through me, and my eyes fly open in shock. I look down and right there, between my legs, is David…! With my dick in his mouth. He blinks back at me, and my eyes become saucers.“What… What are you doing? “I question, but he simply swallows more of me, and I can’t hold back my moan as I take hold of the bedsheet. “God, damn it! “I cuss as pressure shakes me, and my heart begins to thud.Is this a dream?? No. It’s too lucid. David is really… He’s really giving me a blow job. Wh… Why all of a sudden? Out of the blue. From my sleep.“D… David? “I manage to call, and his violet eyes look up at me. The light of the dim bedside lamp reflecting off his eyes.He pulls me out of his mouth and begins to work his fingers up and down my now erect dick. Even in sleep
David:“Mmm… “The purr escapes my lips, as I adjust. I slowly open my eyes as I try to make sense of where I am, but the first thing I see when I open my eyes, Is Salvatore… He is fast asleep beside me, and is lying on his back. I on the other hand am snug beside him with his outstretched right arm as my pillow.A smile splits my face as I stare at his peaceful side profile. He looks angelic this way. A beautiful work of art in his slumber. Art that can transform into explosives anytime once those eyes open.I wince a bit as memories from a few hours ago begin to flood my mind. ‘If they’re not there to console you when you are at your lowest, what gives them the right to determine what makes you happy? ‘The words replay in my mind, and as memories of everything we spoke about, crash down on me, I look back up at him. I’ve heard words of advice very similar to this before. It was Desmond who told me that years ago. I wanted to try out for the school baseball team, but I was scared pe
Salvatore:“I don’t think you should be drinking this much, “I say to David, but he raises a hand to stop me as he pours himself another shot.“I do. I want to tell you something, and I need the courage to do it. “He replies, and I raise a brow at him. What could he possibly want to tell me? And why does he need to be drunk to say it? I should stop him, but if he says this is how he wants to te me whatever it is he had to tell me… then I should let him do what he fees is best.I sigh as I also take a shot. Waiting for him to get comfortable enough to talk. The bar lit with gold and orange lights is alive around us, and people are chatting, dancing, playing drinking games and betting all around us, but the only thing that has my interest is David.I cradle my chin as I watch him. His ears are red from drinking, and so is his flushed face. Every time he tilts his head to take a shot, his eyes twinkle under the light. His fair skin looks milky and flawless, and I take a deep breath as I
David’s POV;I got into the car after Salvatore, and as Salvatore was about to tell the driver to start, I stole a glance at him. His face is rigid and his eyes are keen on his phone’s screen. I stare at the guitar… The $500,000 guitar sitting proudly between us, and I can’t stop myself.“...Sal? ““Hmm? ““What’s your net worth? “I question, and he pauses, he finally looks up from his phone, and at me, and I battle to maintain eye contact.“I mean… How much… Do you make? No… I mean… Do you… “I start, begging my brain for words it fails to deliver, and Salvatore smiles.“Is this about the guitar? “He questions with a shining smile, and I nod slowly. I don’t want to piss him off or seem ungrateful, but he spent way too much on this guitar. Quite frankly, I’m scared to even touch it. If I break a string, I’ll feel like I’ve wasted money that could help some NGO somewhere. “Stop worrying about it. You just have to decide that you like something. How I get it, isn’t something you should
David:We walk out of the house, and I can not help but stare at Salvatore as he strides ahead. Looking at him, one wouldn’t know he has a ghastly wound under his shirt and is wrapped like a maiden in a corset. I roll my eyes as I keep walking. Wondering how he got so injured. I would have come out last night to check, but I was scared. Scared of what I might see…“Good morning, sir. “A guard suddenly greets me as he walks past me, and I come to an abrupt stop. I quickly look behind me to see if Lucas is there, but I’m alone. I was the one he greeted. Sir?? Me?? When did that start?I had only taken a few steps forward when another guard greets me, Addressing me as sir, and my confusion grows. I pick up a pace and walk beside Sal.“Salvatore. Something is wrong… “I whisper, and he looks down at me.“What? “He questions ever so casually, and I look around at the workers buzzing about with their activities.“Your men… They’re greeting me. And… Calling me sir. “I inform, and he raises a
Salvatore:“Sal!? “I hear David call me, and I freeze. He has never called me that before. So casually… So comfortably. He has never…“Are you okay? What’s wrong? “He questions, as he rushes to hold me, and I stand straight. The pain in my side suddenly becoming irrelevant.“What? Why are you looking at me like that? You bent over like you were in pain and I… “He begins, but I cut him off.“You called me Sal. “I note, and he stares at me blankly.“Isn’t that your name? “He questions, and I smile. Realizing he wants to play it off.“You’ve never called me that before. “I say, but instead of replying, He remains silent with his eyes on something on my body.“Take off your shirt. “He says, and I follow his eyes.There’s a blood patch soaking through my shirt, above my injury. Fuck! “Take off your shirt, Salvatore. “He demands, this time looking up at me, and I tilt my head. He looks so worried.“I’m fine, David. I took care of it last night. “I say as I try to reach out to him, but he
David;I adjust my tie in annoyance as I walk down the corridor with a tray of Salvatore’s tea in my hands. I had worn a sweater and jeans earlier, but Mrs Lana asked me to change. She told me that what I had on was not a dressing fit for Salvatore’s assistant. She said he likes things in an organized manner and if I’m to be his assistant, I have to be official and dress like one. It’s not like I’m used to this. I’ve never been an assistant before. I’m a thief and a hacker. And overnight, I got promoted from captive to assistant. I know I wanted to do something, but this… I don’t think I’m cut out for this.I knock on the door to Salvatore’s office, but I get no reply. I had gone to his room earlier, but the maid cleaning it said he was in the office. I sigh and knock again, but I’m met with silence.“Mr. Salvatore? “I call, and once again, I’m met with silence. I place my head on the wooden door and let out a breath. Is this some kind of test?“I’m coming in. “I inform him, and with
Salvatore:I walk into my yard, and all my men are assembled in a massive circle. Thirty of them. I walk into the middle of the circle, and I can sense the tension in the air. GOOD. They should be scared. They know I only call them together like this when there is trouble. I currently have just 10 men patrolling the property, but I have to address this, and I will do it now! Logic can wait.“I’m sure you’re all wondering why I called you all out here tonight. “I say as I look at all their faces. “We’re here to play a game. “I announce, and I hear murmurs.“It’s been a while since we’ve had fun or had any bonding activity. I think it’s high time I fix that. I’ve been so distant, that some of you are beginning to forget what I really am. “I add, and I’m blessed with silence. Silence and fear I can feel reverberating through the air.“Tonight, we will mimic my underground matches. Two folks will fight, and will only stop when I am satisfied with the condition one of them is in. “I conti