I opened my eyes in a strange room. Where was I? I looked around trying to remember what happened the night before. I remember finishing my work late and Dante advising me to stay the night at his place. I was so tired and drowsy I had taken the offer with very little protesting and if I was being honest. I was grateful for the offer. I was tired and the chances of me passing out in the subway was high. Everyone knew it was dangerous to sleep in the subway. You could get mugged or and or miss your stop. I sat up and looked around. The room looked good. It had a queen size bed and a pretty standard look. It was plain but functionary like a hotel room. I realized I wasn't wearing clothes and was in my boxer briefs. I should be grateful to him seeing that he helped me settle at night but I couldn't help but blush. There was a note on the nightstand from him. Good morning Christopher, your clothes are being laundered as we speak, I've arranged something for you to wear, check the d
Dante's POV It has been a while since Christopher worked late. A week to be specific. Today, though, he'd probably stay around late. There was a lot of balancing to do and Alvin was already leaving duties like that to him. He was in his office eating while typing right now. I could hear the clicking of the keyboard and the slurping of noodles from my office. I could also hear his thoughts. He stopped and yawned out loud. He wanted to come see me. He was bored and wanted to take a break. He was battling over whether coming to see me was alright.He stood up and walked to the door, deciding to meet me. He hesitated then knocked. “Hey,” he opened the door and peered into my office. “Hi Christopher” He yawned walking into my office while still slurping on the Chinese takeout he'd ordered. “Have you eaten?” He asked me setting one takeaway box in front of me.“Yes I had an early dinner at a meeting”I lied. “Oh,” he continued to eat, taking a seat on the chair in front of me. “So
Chris' POV I woke up as I came into his mouth. “Fuck” I stared at my wet boxer briefs. Not again! It's been a week since Dante asked me if I was into men. I told him no, obviously I had a girlfriend but then I spent the rest of the week ogling him and dreaming of him. This was the second time this week I'd had a dream about him. It always ended up in one way. I woke up wet and soggy. I'd tried to avoid working all night. I always finished my tasks and left on time. I tried to avoid him because anytime I saw him all I thought about was his mouth wrapped around my d*ck. Dream sex with him was always hot. It was the most action I'd gotten in weeks. Ashley was busy with studying and if I was being honest, I didn't want to sleep with her. She didn't do it for me anymore. I had morning classes today then I'd get picked up by Tim at school. My first paycheck was coming in today. I was excited about it. I could get a lot of stuff around the house. That's if my dick doesn't embarrass me
Dante's povI whisked the eggs for breakfast as I heard him come downstairs. Yesterday night he'd been closed off. Of course I knew why and I planned on banking on that fact.He wanted me. Not only did he want me but he wanted me desperately. Now all I had to do was actively pursue him. It was time to make a bold move. He needed to know I wanted him back, he was too desperate to really push back now. He couldn't even fight his need. I knew he'd been staring at me the whole film. I let him stare. I saw how hard he got through his pants. I heard the blood rush to his dick. I wanted him to beg. I'd held back so he made the first move and pleaded. He was at the doorway staring at me. I let him get an eye full. After a while he walked in. “Hey” he murmured in that morning bed sexy voice. “Morning Christopher, Here's your coffee” I handed him a cup and he took it from me. He finished his cup and set it on the counter. “Could you please cut the strawberries, pineapple and all the frui
Christopher's POV As we watched the movie, all I wanted to do was jump him. I don't know why I picked the gladiator. I was lying though. I did. I wanted him. So bad. I was rock hard underneath the flimsy swimming pants. If we weren't under water he'd be assaulted by my really hard dick. Watching barely naked men didn't help. Godddd. The way his hands were sprawled on the edges of the jacuzzi and he was focused on watching the movie. I felt so much guilt. I just wished he didn't look so good. He was still on his first glass while I was on my third. I had the bottle to my side and was basically drinking to get my mind off jumping him. He finished his glass and moved to my side to fill the glass again. His arm rubbed against mine and it went straight to my dick.He filled his glass but didn't move. He just continued to focus on the movie beside me.I could feel his body heat. If I moved a centimeter we would be touching. I couldn't focus on the movie anymore. I was staring at him.
Dante's POV I had to go to the office today. I visited once in a while to check on things but most times I was too busy to come there. I always brought my personal accountant with me. In this case I'd have brought Christopher and Alan but I let Christopher go with him. He needed space to run and hide a little and I let him have it. He had a girlfriend. Of course I knew that but he thought of her and felt guilty. I'd let him go because I wanted to give him a little space. He was mine, I'd already decided I wanted him and I didn't care about his poor little girlfriend. He hadn't thought about her the whole time he'd worked for me. That alone gave me an idea of how their relationship was. Christopher was an angel, so I knew the problem wasn't him, I mean him feeling guilty was part of that. I was willing to let him go off and deal with his guilt. Tell his girlfriend if he wanted to. She'd break things off and I'd have him. I didn't care. Trivial human things didn't matter to me. I w
Chris' POV It was Monday. The day I'd been dreading. I'd spent the weekend antagonizing myself. I'd lie to Ashley to avoid her. I told her I had an important test coming up and I needed to read so she wouldn't come over. She didn't really trust what I said but she agreed to let me have my space to read. I knew it was only a matter of time but I felt immense guilt. I'd let a man kiss me, I'd let a man blow me. Not just any man but my boss. The all mighty powerful Dante Abyss. I couldn't believe it. I'd been the one to kiss him even. Well, I'd had so much to drink. I wouldn't do this sober. He probably wouldn't too. Alcohol and everything just made us weaker and looser. The image of his mouth on my dick flashed in my mind, and my pants stirred. I immediately schooled my brain. I needed to get my life sorted fast before I ruined it. I put on a casual loose sweater and some beige pants, combed my hair, and put on my glasses. I grabbed my bag and walked out of my apartment
Dante's pov As he got into my car I smelt someone on him. A woman. I felt the rage build in me. His girlfriend. What was her name again? Ashley. He hadn't broken up with her. Did he think this was a once in a lifetime occurrence? Did he think he'd pretend to forget and I'd let him off the hook. Well he was thinking wrong. I was a vampire. A beast of desire. I didn't care for human rules. I didn't care for human desires. He was mine and I'd have him. I planned on being subtle but he seemed to not be getting the point fast enough so I decided to amp the charm. I'd make sure he didn't go back home to her. I'd woo him over like I didn't my men and women. It was time to haunt like the predator I was. I leaned into his neck. He stiffened. I sniffed his neck. “You smell different” I smiled at him and he gulped. I rubbed my nose at his nape and then licked the place, skirting my tongue on his pulse feeling the warmth on my tongue. I could almost taste him. He gasped out loud clut
Ashley's pov I was home in my room on my bed. How did that happen? I remembered passing out but that was about it. My clothes were not touched and I didn't feel any type of way. Who had brought me home? Kerion? I knew he had feelings for me and he'd probably followed me to make sure I was alright, saw me passed out, and then took me home. That was really kind of him. I stood up from my bed and stumbled into the kitchen. It was a mess. Had he tried to make something for me? I opened the cupboard and pulled out my tin of pills. I popped a few into my hand. My head was pounding. I took them all using a bottle of water to chase them. There were bottles of empty beer on the floor. What did he do in my house? did he drink all night worried I would not wake up. And then leave when his wife called him and threatened him to come home? Poor man. What a fool I smiled as the drugs set in. I would use him to destroy Dante's life. I searched
Christopher's POV He kissed me and then pulled away and smiled at me. "You taste as delicious as ever" he spoke through the phone before bringing it down and cutting the call. He placed his phone down and took mine from my hand while maintaining eye contact with me. He cupped the back of my head pulling on my hair so my neck was exposed. He sucked on my neck and I moaned. "I missed you so much" he moaned into my neck and I rolled my eyes. "We just came back from a sex-crazed stay at a hotel and we had crazy people sex," I said and he looked up from my neck fucking pouting. "I can't help it. You are addictive" he whined against me. I mean this ancient vampire of a man whined. Now he looked cute but it was funny to see a grown "evil vampire" pout about me being addictive "how addictive am I?" I asked and he smiled kissing me as he unbuttoned my shirt. "So damn addictive I find myself craving you every second of the day" he whispered into my ear and then
Dante's POV I tried not to laugh after her as she almost ran out of my office. The feeling of victory was not only glorious but very welcomed. I knew he was her father the moment I caught his scent when he was following us after our hospital visit. I also knew he was taking pictures almost immediately. So I decided to bait him. I did almost risque poses with Christopher that could be a show of affection but it could also pass as something entirely different. Letting him follow us all day. I baited him to the store I chose and kissed Christopher just outside the door that it was a partial picture. I walked in with him and kissed Christopher again so he would try to come in to take his picture again. That was when I then took Christopher to the VIP room. Giving instructions to the staff to hold him wasn't Difficult and immediately they did, I went back created a diversion of sorts, and went out to him I questioned him, took the pictures and cameras from him
Ashley's POV I tried his number one more time and It didn't go through. Where was he? I called him again and it went to voicemail "Dad, where the fuck are you?" I shouted and then tossed my phone on the bed. Something was wrong. I could feel it in my bones. I didn't know what it was. I got a text from Kerion a few days ago asking me not to come over as Dante and Chris weren't home and we're going to get his cast removed. I tried to call him but he didn't answer my call but that was fair. I mean he probably was with his wife and couldn't have her suspecting us. It didn't make it better but it was understandable. My dad though. There was something wrong. After I had received the text from Kerion, I told my dad about it and he decided to follow them I told him to just get pictures of them together for me. I was going to use them to blackmail Dante and then destroy them and split the money with my dad. It was my way of showing Dante that I knew his game a
Christopher's POV I smiled putting on the first suit. I walked out and stood in front of Dante looking awkward. "What do you think? I asked him standing in front of him. He gestured me to turn and I did. I felt him behind me pressed against my back and his arms wrapped around my waist. "you look good in this" he smiled kissing me on the back of my neck. I smiled and turned wrapping my hands around his neck. I felt his hard dick pressed against me. "You are one horny sleaze bag," I said pressing against him and he smiled grazing his thumb on my lips and looking at me with those eyes that screamed sex. "if you keep staring at me that way I'll have no option but to bend you over right now and have my way with you" he smiled down and me and then bent down to kiss me. My stomach pitted and warm heat traveled to my groin. He slipped his tongue in my mouth and then pulled away but not before drawing on my lips with his teeth. I licked his lips and looked down at
Dante's POV "Hey sleepy head wake up" Christopher kissed me on the forehead and I opened my eyes. I wasn't sleeping but I wanted him to enjoy the experience of waking a partner up so I let him believe that I was. I smiled pulled him down on me and kissed him. He smiled and straddled me placing his forehead against mine. "So what are you up to today" he asked smiling as he kissed me on the lips again. "We are going to get the cast off remember," I said and he nodded with a sigh. "I don't like hospitals" he mumbled. Well if he didn't like hospitals I could get a doctor to come see him and get it off in the house. It would even be better. That way he didn't have to go out and put himself in the line of danger. I reached for my phone but he slapped my hand. "I knew you'd do something crazy like Fucking order a doctor to the house. I just don't like the hospital. It doesn't mean I hate it or I'm repulsed by it. It sure as hell doesn't mean I want you ordering a
Ashley's POV Tim was driving me home. I refused but he practically forced me into the car and drove me to my apartment. I couldn't say a word and let him drop me off. Dante probably told him to not take me to Chris's place so now I was back to my own house. I sighed and made my way up and into my room hiding from all the people I was owing. I got paid but I didn't want to use the money to pay for my old debts. I just wanted to buy new stuff. I had an image to uphold and I needed to look the part. I wasn't the hottest girl in nursing school for no reason. I was practically a goddess around here. I sighed and sat in front of my vanity staring at myself in the mirror. Why did Dante have to be Fucking gay? He could have been my ticket to the life I deserve. We would have been perfect together. Him that rich billionaire husband and me the perfect trophy wife. I had done my research about him and he was seeing a mystery woman at one point. Was that true or
Christopher's POV I was getting angrier as I sat in my room trying to or pretending to watch TV. Why hadn't he come to apologize to me? He should be here. As the thoughts filled my head, it was accompanied by guilt. He was probably hurt himself. I had barged into his office accusing him of trying to kill my girlfriend. It must have hurt his feelings so bad and I did nothing about it. He would never. All this while I'd asked him not to do anything he hadn't. What if Tim and Kerion had gone behind his back? Kerion didn't like Ashley too and probably hated her even more after that day so maybe he'd convinced Tim to do it behind Dante's back. He probably thought he was protecting me. Even though I didn't want to, I understood why they did it. From their point of view, Ashley wasn't the best. She had tried to hurt me. I knew the truth but they probably didn't. I couldn't be too harsh on them. Again a wave of guilt hit me. I was being kinder to everyone else but Dante.
Dante's POV The look on her face was priceless. She must have thought I'd continue to play this cat-and-mouse game with her. She thought I'd continue to hide my hand so she could have the upper hand of knowing something that she could hold over me. Now while it would have been fun to let her walk around thinking she had something on me, I wanted to have the satisfaction of watching her scramble especially after she thought she had set a dynamo in motion. I wanted to set her back a little and watch how she'd stand up from this. She was pure entertainment. I wanted her to show me just how much spunk she had. She was already plotting. I could listen to her thoughts and to say I found it funny was an understatement. Watching her squirm was like watching a mouse in a cage. If only my love wasn't being affected by her. I would have kept her alive just to keep watching her till she died of old age. It was funny to watch how someone as crazy as she was navigated life