All Chapters of His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

“How do you keep getting my number, Caleb?” I shouted. “What is wrong with you?”To my surprise, Caleb’s voice was calm when he responded, “There’s nothing wrong with me, William, I’ve told you before. If there’s anything that’s the problem with me at all, it’s you, William. You’re refusing to hear me out. You’re refusing to see what’s in front of you. I love you, William. Why won’t you—”I ended the call and squeezed the phone in my hand. I unlocked it and went straight to number, blocking and then deleting it, but not before a text message from Caleb had come in:STOP FIGHTING THIS, WILLIAM. I’M STILL HERE FOR YOU. LET ME LOVE YOU. RETHINK OUR RELATIONSHIP.I deleted the text message and blocked the number.It occurred to me that every person that I probably knew was seeing this news, unless they were not online or like to keep abreast of current topics.My father had already called. Now I understood what he had meant when he said I had killed him. He had read the news already. He h

I stared at my father, shell-shocked.He was holding me close to his chest, but I felt more distant from him than ever before, the light receding from my eyes with every movement of his hand on my back, patting me.“It’s alright, William, he was saying, but it wasn’t alright at all, and I knew that it was not going to be alright for a very long time if I didn’t say something now. Something was terribly wrong.I pulled myself away from my father and cocked my head, trying to understand if I had heard him correctly.“Dad?” I asked, trepidation and a little confusion in my voice. “Pulling me out of Terra?” I laughed nervously. “What does that mean?”His eyes were pure and his gaze was straight as he looked into my eyes.“It means I’m taking you off the project with Terra Corporations. I had hoped back then that you would be able to handle the stress and deal with this entire thing for us at Bracknell Inc., but I see now that that was a mistake.”He had more lines on his face and even thr

For all of the words that I had thrown at my father… all of the things that I was feeling in my chest, I still drove slowly, weaving through a light traffic as I tried to get to the office.I was thinking about a million other things, but as I drove, everything everywhere looked pretty normal. Didn’t look like the world was ending on account of the way that both Tristan and my father, and quite literally everyone that I knew was acting.Still, I understood why they were acting the way that they were. There was a lot of publicity. It was a lot of publicity. And my father had been right. There was in fact bad PR. This kind of thing was exactly the sort of news that counted as bad publicity. Not because Tristan and I were gay. I doubted all of America gave two shits anymore about anyone’s sexual orientation, but the fact that he was my employer, and was breaching a serious code of ethics in the corporate space.Tristan was one of the higher-up people. He could not afford to make mistake

I looked at Tristan, my eyes lingering on his before dipping down to see just how hung he was.“You look like you’re in a fix, Tristan Richmond,” I teased.Tristan only said gruffly, “Shut up. Come here. Finish this.”“Afraid I can’t, Tristan. I’m just your employee, or whatever else it is that you said, or isn’t that right? Employers shouldn’t maltreat their employees, you know.”“You’re still in my office.” He smirked. He moved back so that he was half-sitting, half-leaning on his desk again, just the barest part of his butt resting on the hard wood. The top was still cluttered with all of the documents that he had to review.I rolled my eyes at him. “Actually, Tristan, I just sucked you off in your office, so it’s more or less my office now. I’m the one on top.”“No, you’re not.”“Yes, I am, Tristan.” I retorted, as though we were children caught in a game of who was wrong.Suddenly, Tristan moved from his desk. So quick like he had sprung off the desk and charged straight for me.

Ellie and Mavis and I strode into Food Palace, both Ellie and her husband looking like a million bucks, while I hoped to be able to pass for only slightly ruffled.I had not checked my hair to see if I had any of that sex hair. I had gotten the smell out of my mouth and taken a shower and tried my best to look as spruced up as possible, but there was no denying at all.Tristan had messed with me, and it showed, no matter how much I tried to hide it. It was evident in the way that I walked. I looked around, hoping that Tristan was not somehow following us around. I didn’t peg him for the stalker type, but one was never sure about these billionaire dark princes that seemed to want everything to always go in their favor—wanting to always be in control.I sighed as we slid into a booth and Ellie chatted up the attendant who came around almost instantaneously.“Welcome to Food Palace, the one stop for everything food.” The man said. He was an interesting glass of wine, tall and beautiful i