WELCOME BACK

Dear Reader, 

     Oh my gosh, this is literally happening!

     Anyways, before we start, I want you guys to know that this is a

BOOK 2

of my first book Sit, Stay, Roll Over . So, I suggest you read that first before reading this because you will end up being so confused if you start reading this first.

     I also want to clarify that if you liked the ending of the first book you

DO NOT

have to read this. I know sequels are not as good as the first books so I’m not forcing anyone to read this. If you like Dane and Damien’s ending in book one then you do not have to proceed, but if you think their relationship was not enough for you then welcome.

     Well, I know you guys are excited. I’m not expecting everyone to read this author’s note but who cares! Haha I’m just as excited as you are and I also can’t wait to start writing this again.

     My sister and I had a lot of talk about this before I could even announce the book 2. It might not be as mysterious or action-y as the first book, but I’ll try my best to give out the same vibe that I had with book one.

     I don’t know if this will be beneficial to you guys or not but in this story, I will not be dropping hints, or any mind-blowing plot twists anymore since all the drama already happened on the first book. But I do just want this book to focus on Dane & Damien’s relationship because we never really got to tackle that on the first book.

     Well I guess that’s it. Like what I said before, I am very honored that you are still here. And this is my thank you for all the support you guys have given me on the first book.

     And as the author of Sit, Stay, Roll Over , I welcome you to…

SSRO 2: Daddy’s Home

.

     Enjoy.

Your Dearest Author , 

N

    PS:

Readers of this book are called BONERS so if you weren’t aware…well…now you know.

PROLOGUE

“HERE YOU GO SIR,”  a waiter suddenly says, placing a slice of cheesecake in front of me as I looked back at him with a small smile.

     “Thank you,” I say, looking down at the cheesecake and taking another deep breath. After what happened, I haven’t eaten cheesecakes because of how painful the memories were, but today was different. Today was 7 28. July 28. I visited my parents earlier like how I’ve always had in the past five years. I know I should be sad today, but I couldn’t help but feel at ease. Of course, I still think about a lot of what-ifs, but right now, I’m contented. Maybe not happy, but contented.

     I grab the fork and took a small piece. After taking a bite of it, I closed my eyes and savored the flavor. The familiar flavor made every fiber of my body shiver. The memories came crashing down on me like a landslide, and all I could do was let a tear fall.

     I clenched my fork and took a deep breath, quickly opening my eyes so I could wipe my tears away. But as I opened them back, my body freezes when I saw something in front of me. It was a…

     Band-Aid.

     My heart was beating fast as my hands trembled, making me let go of the fork. I was afraid to look up, so scared to be disappointed like how I was every morning when I woke up in an empty bed. But as more tears streamed down my eyes, I mustered up the courage to finally look at the man standing in front of me.

     Cold blue eyes that were surrounded with red because of too much crying stared down at my face. All I could do was cover my mouth in disbelief.

     “ Sorry I’m late…little pup, “ a familiar voice says, almost making my entire world stop.

     “Damien…” I called out. I stared at him like he was a ghost. I kept on staring at him, expecting he’d vanish if I blink.

    “Dane…” he calls back. His voice was so low and surreal that the hair on my skin quickly stood up. I missed the way my name would come out of his mouth. I thought I was dreaming. This day is too good to be true.

    “May I sit down?” he suddenly asked. I gulped and quickly wiped my tears away with my bare hands. I then dared to look back at him and answered, “P-Please…sit down.”

     Damien puts the Band-Aid back inside his pocket and sat down in front of me. I stare into his eyes again, but it felt so unusual that I quickly had to look down at my hands that were resting on my lap. He doesn’t say anything, so I don’t say anything back. We sat there, silent for at least 3 more minutes before he could finally open his mouth.

    “Well this is awkward,” he says with a low chuckle.

     I don’t say anything or even look back at him.

     “It has been like…4 years?” he continued.

     “Five,” I quickly corrected him.

     Damien chuckles again and says, “Well who’s counting, right?”

     “ I am, “ I whispered, but I knew Damien was able to hear it because he quickly became quiet again. Everyone inside the café was talking to each other, but somehow, the whole place felt quiet. It was like Damien and I was the only one inside.

     “Look at me”, he suddenly says.

     I gripped the hem of my shirt as I watched my own tears fall on top of the plate.

    “Dane look at me,” he says again.

    I couldn’t move. I’ve waited for him for so many years and I half expected that he’ll never come back. But now that he’s here, I don’t even know what to say.

     “Please.”

     I took a deep breath and slowly lifted my head, only to see Damien crying like I was.

     “ I missed you so much Dane “, he practically whispered.

     “I…I thought I could do it. I thought I could live without you…but I was so wrong. I couldn’t do it Dane. I couldn’t continue on living with knowing the fact that I might come home and see you with someone else”, Damien says as he slowly reaches out for my face, unsure if he was allowed to touch me like how he was able to touch me before.

     When I knew that he was resisting, I quickly grabbed his hands and placed his palm on my cheeks. Damien wipes away the tears with his thumb.

     “I waited for you for so long,” I say.

     Damien nods his head and replies, “I know. I’m sorry…”

     “I thought I lost you. I thought I’d never see you again.”

     “You didn’t lose me. Not again. Not anymore,” Damien tells me.

     I closed my eyes, feeling the warmth of his hand on my cheek. When I opened my eyes back, Damien says, “Dane…let’s go home.”

END

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DISCLAIMER

I  just finished editing the first book of Sit, Stay, Roll Over so there will be inconsistencies in this book that may no longer match. I am writing this as a disclaimer and warning if you have read the edited version of book 1 and noticed the different details.

I HIGHLY DISCOURAGE you to read this if you read or are still reading the remastered first book since SSRO 2 is a book I have not edited yet. If you are a rereader of the original copy then that’s fine. You may read with nostalgia, but if you’re new, PLEASE be aware of this.

BUT other than the details in the previous book, book 2 is still safe to read as it doesn’t entirely focus on the previous book. If you’re not bothered by those particular details, then you may proceed. I just hope you don’t end up questioning me about the details that do not match. 

In the future, I will also be editing this book as well, but not immediately since there’s still so much I am writing.

Thank you for everyone’s consideration, and stay safe.

Yours truly,

Author_N

(1) Daddy’s Home [m]

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     My hands were trembling as I take out my keys from my pocket.

     Damien was standing right behind me as I tried my best to finally put this goddamn key on the lock.

     Damien apparently had a car with him when he got back, so he drove us to my old apartment instead of walking our way back like how I usually do.

    I was so nervous when we were both at the car that I didn’t get to say a single word to Damien the whole 7-minute drive to my apartment. Damien looked like he wanted to say so many things to me, but I knew that he felt my awkwardness so he decided to just stay quiet too.

     I blinked and realized that I still haven’t fucking opened the door yet.

     My heart was pounding like crazy. Damien was standing so close that I could literally feel his body heat on my back.

     “Here, let me help”, Damien suddenly says, leaning forward and grabbing my trembling hand so he could position it on the lock. He pushed my hand so the key could go inside, then he slowly turns it to finally open the door.

     When the door opened, Damien removed his hand from mine, and I had to quickly move away from him because I knew my face was red just because of what he did.

     “T-thank you. Uhm, It wasn’t really necessary because I’m a grown ass man and I could open doors without anyone helping me, but, you know…whatever”, I awkwardly say, immediately going inside my apartment so I wouldn’t be able to see Damien’s reaction on what I just stupidly said.

     You’re literally acting like a socially awkward teenager right now – Inner Conscience.

     Shut up. You know nothing inner conscience.

     “Wow, it still looks the same”, Damien suddenly says as he follows me inside and closes the door.

     The moment Damien closed the door, someone suddenly ran towards me, and that someone was none other than Hunter .

     “Hey boy! Daddy’s home!” I excitedly say as Hunter started licking my face.

     He then lies down as I happily rub his belly, almost forgetting Damien was in the room, staring at me.

     I quickly stopped and immediately stood up.

     I glanced at Damien but quickly looked back at Hunter and said, “You know Hunter the dog…right?”

     “It’s weird how you call him Hunter now”, Damien says instead.

     I awkwardly laugh and answered him without still looking at his way, “Y-Yeah. And I don’t think he’ll remember you since you’ve been gone for years. He’s a biter so…be careful”, I warned him.

     “Hey boy. How long have I not seen you?” Damien casually asked as Hunter suddenly ran towards Damien to give him a kiss too.

     Great, my dog gets to kiss him first before I could.

     “We’ve trained with each other for years; he’ll definitely remember me. And besides, dogs never forget”, Damien says, smiling from ear to ear.

     I stared at him, my heart fluttering as I watched him smile like that again.

     Tears were ready to pour again but I tried my best not to break down to not ruin the happy mood.

     It feels like I’ve waited for this moment my entire life. I couldn’t believe Damien was finally in front of me, alive and well.

     I had so many questions, but nothing would come out of my mouth.

     It felt so unreal that I didn’t even know what to do anymore.

     “Alright now Hunter. Let daddy and…” I paused and looked at Damien, “ another daddy “, I whispered, “Talk first”; I finally finished as I carried this big Siberian husky away from Damien.

     And don’t get me wrong; I wasn’t getting jealous that Damien was enjoying Hunter’s company more than he did with me at that awkward car ride.

     “Eat your lunch first”, I say as I placed him down in front of his bowl. I put dog food inside, and then Hunter started devouring it the moment the bowl was refilled.

     I was ready to avoid looking at Damien again, but I finally got the courage to look straight at the eyes that I missed so much when I realized that nothing would happen if I continue to act like this.

     “So…you hungry?” I asked.

     Damien looked around the room and answered, “Not really.”

     Then he walks towards the living room and chuckles lowly, suddenly sending chills up my spine.

     “W-What is it?” I asked as I slowly walked towards him.

      Damien looks at me with a smirk and says, “Five years and you haven’t even bought a television yet.”

     I looked at the empty table, then, I started laughing too.

     “O-Oh…yeah. I was just…busy, that’s all”, I answered him.

     Damien raised his right eyebrow and asked back, “Busy for five years?”

     I don’t know why that question suddenly made the whole atmosphere change, but it did, drastically.

     I gulped and bravely gestured at my bedroom.

     “We should talk inside the room”, I tell him.

     Without waiting for his answer, I walked inside the room.

     Damien follows me anyways and closes the door behind him.

     My heart was beating fast again as I stared at the room. I glanced at the closet, remembering the time when I left Damien here while it rained hard outside. He hid there crying and waiting for me to come back. I slept soaking wet on the floor that time because of him but it was still practically my fault so I didn’t mind.

     I then stared at the bed. I remembered waking up, Damien making sure he’d wake up first so he’d be able to greet me good morning. But sometimes he’d purposely sleep longer too just so I could wake him up myself.

     And at busy days I’d fall asleep on the sofa, only to wake up at the bed again; Damien right beside me.

     Most of my memories of him were inside this apartment, but mostly they were inside this room.

     Without looking back at Damien, I say, “I’ve been lonely for five years Damien. I busied myself every day, hoping I’d be able to forget you if I did. But we both know how that ended.”

     Damien doesn’t say anything, but I could hear his footsteps getting closer.

     My heart almost stopped beating as I felt his strong arms wrap around my waist. He hugs me from behind and gently rests his chin on my shoulder, “I’m sorry I left you. I didn’t know what else to do. I thought I wasn’t going to be free so I just decided to-”

     Damien stops.

     I remembered the letter when I was at the hospital.

     And the cheesecake that Damien thought would help ease my pain when he literally just wrote me a letter saying he wasn’t going to be able to be with me anymore.

     “We had the craziest love story Damien. But I did not regret any of it”, I tell him as he hugged me tighter. I was glad my nervousness was finally gone and was changed to pure happiness.

     “And even if you told me to look for someone else, I still didn’t fall in love with anyone else when you left me. I didn’t even try to date anyone”, I honestly tell him as I finally turned around to look at Damien.

     Damien’s eyes were teary again, but he smiles anyways and brushes my hair back with his fingers and says, “I am honored, Mr. Dane Andrew McCartney.”

     My heart fluttered again when Damien said my name out loud.

     I hugged him this time and rested my head on his shoulder, “Say that again.”

     Damien hugged me back as he slowly says it this time, “Dane…Andrew…McCartney.”

     “Again”, I say.

     Damien hugged me even tighter as he moved his head on my ear and whispered, “ Dane Andrew McCartney…I love you. “

      Every pain that I felt when he was away quickly vanished as I heard him say those words to me again.

     I slowly lifted my head as tears finally poured out of my eyes.

     “I love you too…Mr. Damien Nicolas Collins.”

     Damien starts crying, then both of us laughed as we pressed our forehead together. Then, Damien slowly moves closer, but he stops when our lips were only a few inches away from each other.

     He was cautious.

     I knew he too was afraid.

     But I quickly draped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer; his lips finally touching mine after five years of waiting.

     The kiss was soft and gentle for a while, but soon after, Damien sticks his tongue out and pushes it against my lips so I could open it.

     When I opened it, Damien immediately slides his tongue inside my mouth. It felt so warm, so wet, and so good.

     My head was spinning. 

     I missed how Damien tasted.

     We pull away from the kiss, but Damien quickly lifts me up, kissing me again for the second time while he carried me.

     While kissing me, he lowered me on the bed and removed his shirt first. He quickly kisses me again before removing my own shirt afterwards.

     Then, he stood up and pulled my pants and boxers off next.

     I was now completely naked in front of him. Damien has seen me naked a lot of times but I somehow feel so embarrassed and shy now.

     “Beautiful”, he says with a low voice, making me shiver.

     He lowers himself and started kissing my chest, then down to my stomach and abdomen. When he was inches away from my member, Damien stops and stands up straight again.

     He looks straight at me and smirks as he slowly removes his belt and unbuttons his pants. Before pulling it down, Damien teasingly says, “eat your heart out daddy.”

     Finally, Damien pulls his pants down with his boxers, revealing the cock that I have pervertedly missed so much.

     I gulped as I stared at it. And I knew Damien was smirking when he saw my reaction.

     “Even if you dated anyone, I’m pretty sure he wouldn’t be able to satisfy you like I do”, he confidently says as he walks towards my dresser to take a lotion.

     He smears it all over his cock, and then he goes to the bed and covered his fingers with it too.

     “It’s been a while since I’ve done this. Have you been pleasuring yourself baby?” he asked, making me bite my lip all of a sudden.

     “I’ve been busy”, I answered.

     Damien smirked again and positioned his finger on my hole.

     “Then I should go gentle on you for today”, Damien says. He looks at me first and asks, “Two’s the magic number right?” But before I could even answer, Damien shoves his fingers inside me, immediately making me moan like crazy.

     He continued to stare straight at my eyes while pushing and pulling his finger deep inside me.

     “It’s still hot and tight as I remembered”, he says, turning me on even more.

     Its only his fingers but I already feel like cumming.

     “Oh Damien…yeah, that’s fucking good”, I say as I grabbed his hand to push his fingers even farther inside, his knuckles already pushing in from outside of my hole. I thought his whole hand would slide inside if I pushed even harder.

     He slowly scissors his fingers inside, making my hole become wider. Then he pumps it faster until I could finally cum, a cum that was through complete pleasure, not by watching some cringey gay porn.

     Damien pulls his fingers out and looked back at me, “We’re only getting started Dane.”

     Damien pulls me closer, making his hard cock touch my throbbing hole.

     “Hmmm…put it in, oh fuck put it in”, I say as Damien moves closer, rubbing it against my hole.

     “Call me daddy first…tell your daddy how much you miss this dick”, Damien teasingly says again.

     But I didn’t care anymore.

     I haven’t been with him for years. I wanted him so badly.

     “Daddy, please. This naughty little pup misses that big cock so much. My tight hole is ready for you so please put it in”, I say, immediately making Damien growl.

     His growl alone made me feel ten times hotter.

     “I fucking miss you acting like that for me”, he says, then, without wasting anymore time, Damien finally slides his cock inside me.

     My eyes widened from shock.

     I quickly felt the pain as Damien slowly puts it in. I knew he was big, but I totally forgot that it always destroyed my hole whenever we had sex with each other.

     “S-Shit daddy…oh daddy it’s so big…d-daddy it’s so big.”

     “Baby you’re too tight. Loosen up for daddy, come on, let me in”, Damien says as he gently massaged my thighs.

     I gripped on the bed sheets as Damien was already half way in.

     “H-Here I go”, Damien says as he finally gives me a powerful thrust.

     The pain escalated through my whole body as I shouted from the top of my lungs.

     Damien doesn’t move. He made sure I could adjust to his size first before he could do anything.

     “Oh yeah, it’s hot and tight inside you baby “, he whispers, his cock throbbing inside, making me moan all of a sudden. 

      I could feel my hole tightening while Damien just leaves his dick inside. He quickly bites his lip and gives out a low moan, “Ah shit you’re going to squeeze my dick so tight if you continue on clenching your ass like that little pup.”

     He then grins, showing me his sharp canines that always made me turned on somehow.

     “Daddy you can move now”, I tell him.

     Damien nods his head and slowly pulls out, and then he pushes it back in, making me moan.

     He continued to move slowly that it felt plain.

     “Too slow…faster daddy. Fuck me faster. Fuck me like how you always do”, I commanded him.

     Damien growls again, but he pulls his cock out again and quickly slams it back in, making me grip on the bed sheets.

     “Grab hold of me baby”, he says, and I immediately draped my arms around his neck.

     Damien pushes and pulls himself even faster, making me moan louder and louder.

     When I couldn’t contain my moans anymore, Damien quickly lowers his head and kisses me to shut my mouth.

     But he felt so good inside that I ended up biting his lip. And the moment I bit his lip, Damien lets go of me and pushes in me so deep I thought my hole was going to break.

     “A-Ahh shit…ah shit”, he says as he closes his eyes to cum inside me.

     I took a deep breath and ended up cumming for the second time.

     When Damien was finally done, he slowly pulls his dick out, almost making a pop sound when he pulled it out. He came so much that it started oozing out of my hole when he pulled out.

     Both of us were panting heavily as we looked at each other. We were sweaty too, but Damien looked so hot that I’d be willing to go for another round.

     “I haven’t felt that good in years”, Damien says as he leans forward to kiss my forehead.

     “Ah fuck, if I could just get you pregnant”, he suddenly adds as he lies beside me.

     I moved closer to him and rested my head on his chest.

     “Five years…it took me five years to finally remember how good your million dollar dick feels”, I say, making Damien chuckle.

     “You felt amazing too. As always”, Damien says back.

     I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, “We have so much to talk about Damien. But all that could wait.”

     “We have all the time we need now, right?” he asked me.

     I opened my eyes and smile at him, “Yes. Finally, we have all the time we need.”

     Damien chuckles again and kisses my nose.

     I looked at him and smiled as I told him, “I think I haven’t said it yet but… welcome home daddy .”

     Damien smiles back and snuggled himself closer to me before saying, “That’s right. Daddy’s home baby. Now…and forever.”

• END -

(2) Move Out

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     “ I love you “, I heard someone whisper in my ear.

     I quickly opened my eyes and realized that it was already morning.

     I rubbed my eyes and looked at my side to see an empty spot.

     “Damien?” I called out as I realized that no one was inside the room.

      My heart started beating fast as I quickly stood up from my bed.

     “D-Damien?! Damien?!” I shouted, the panic suddenly consuming me.

     I immediately went out of the room; suddenly scared to realize that what happened yesterday was just a bittersweet dream.

     But when I saw Damien sitting on the floor feeding Hunter, I thought I’d end up fainting from complete relief.

     “Dane?” Damien asked as he turned around to look at me.

     I stared at him. Thinking if I should pinch myself just to check if I was really awake or still dreaming.

     “You’re here”, I simply say, then tears suddenly poured out of my eyes, quickly making Damien, and even Hunter, run towards me.

     “Dane, what’s wrong?” he asked me. Grabbing hold of my shoulder as a sign of concern.

     Tears continued to pour out of my eyes as I said, “I thought you were gone. I thought I was just dreaming and you really didn’t come back.”

     “Oh baby. I’m here, your daddy’s here so you don’t have to worry”, Damien says as he wipes my tears away.

     When Damien noticed that I still haven’t calmed down, he suddenly leaned closer and whispered in my ear, “ If it was all a dream then let’s go back to sleep together .“

     “That doesn’t even make any sense”, I tell him, making Damien laugh.

     “I just wanted you to stop crying”, he says as he wipes my tears away again.

     Hunter, who was just sitting on the side, walks towards me and licks my feet, finally making me smile.

     I took a deep breath and looked back at Damien. I pouted and said, “Why weren’t you beside me when I woke up?”

     Damien stares at me, and then he suddenly grabbed my cheeks and gave me a quick kiss.

     “Ah fuck. I can’t believe I survived without you for five years”, he tells me, still holding my cheeks.

     I bit my lower lip and leaned my forehead on his, “I love you”, I tell him out of the blue.

     When I knew he was a little taken aback, I continued, “You whispered that to me when you woke up right?”

     Damien doesn’t answer, but he smiles and nods his head.

     He lets go of me and brushes my hair back with his fingers.

     “ By the way, you were amazing last night little pup“, he whispered against my ear, automatically making me blush.

     “ So were you daddy “, I whispered back.

     Damien smirks and suddenly slaps my ass. Then he winks and says, “Alright, come on”, he says as he grabs my hand and pulls me towards the dining area.

     “The reason why I wasn’t beside you earlier was because I wanted to cook breakfast for you”, Damien says.

      I looked at the table and saw the food.

     It was just food, but my heart fluttered just by knowing Damien prepared it for me.

     I’ve been waking up for the past five years without anything on the table so I feel really happy by this little gesture.

     “Thank you”, I told him, making him smile again.

    I was about to sit down, but Damien immediately pulled the chair for me.

     “Well…thank you…again”, I awkwardly tell him since I wasn’t used to people being a gentleman towards me.

     Damien then sits down on the chair opposite to mine. I thought we were finally going to eat but then he starts putting food on my own plate.

     “Damien, I think that’s over the top. I’m not a princess and you’re not my servant, you don’t have to-”

     I quickly stopped midsentence when Damien suddenly grabs my hand and kisses it. He seriously looks at me and says, “I made you wait for five years. I have to make it up to you, even if I look like a servant. Ever since I’ve met you, I’ve already been enslaved by you, so let me serve you like how I’ve always been.”

     I sighed and held Damien’s hand.

    “I don’t need a servant…I just need you. I just need my fiancé”, I tell him, making Damien’s eyes widen from shock.

     “Fiancé”, he says, like he was testing it with his own mouth.

     “That’s right”, I tell him back, tears suddenly forming in my eyes again.

     I once again remembered the motel. The time we escaped, and the time Damien made me wear a Band-Aid as a proposal.

     “I’m the worst fiancé ever then”, Damien suddenly says, immediately snapping me back to my senses.

     I looked at him with my right eyebrow raised, “Are you fucking kidding me right now?” I asked. Then Hunter suddenly barks, like he actually commented about it too.

     “See, even Hunter disagrees”, I say, making Damien laugh.

     “Anyways, let’s forget about that for now. I wanted to tell you that Jonathan, Neil and Christine misses you. I talked to them a few days ago and they said they were proud of you for being strong”, Damien says, making me remember those three very important people in my life.

      Jonathan Philips , who has been there ever since I was a child.

      Christine Laker , who gave me Hunter, and even treated me nicely especially when I was starting to unravel everything.

     And Neil White ; the man who took care of me at the hospital whenever chairman Herbert was busy at the company.

     “They’ve been like my family too. I’d like to see them soon”, I say, but Damien’s expression quickly changed, and I knew exactly why.

     “I can’t see them anymore can’t I?” I asked him.

     Damien took a deep breath and answered, “Nothing is certain. But for now, those three are concentrating on rebuilding themselves. We’ll meet each other again, I swear it.”

     “Then that’s good enough for me”, I say with a smile.

     “And how about the chairman? Is he getting old yet?” Damien suddenly asks.

      I laughed and answered him; “He might be…since he’s going to give me the company soon.”

     Damien froze.

     I laughed and snapped my fingers in front of him, making him blink back to life.

     “EXRay Media? He’s giving it to you?” Damien asked.

     I nodded my head and answered, “He said he and uncle built it together in the past, so he decided that it was only right if he hands it to me than to anyone else.”

     “Oh Dane, Hael would be so proud”, Damien suddenly mentions, making me take a deep breath.

      Hearing my uncle’s name alone made me remember everything again.

      It’s like whatever I do, our past will alway end up haunting us.

     “He’d be proud of you even more”, I tell him straight in the eyes.

     Damien looked teary, but he blinks it away and nods his head.

     Both of us finally ate afterwards.

     We talked about the other things I did for the past five years but we never really talked about what happened to him.

     I knew he wanted to talk about it but I also knew that he wanted to compose his thoughts first, so I didn’t open it up and waited until we finished eating breakfast.

    “I’m so happy”, Damien says as we were now sitting on the sofa.

     He was sitting on the sofa as I sat and leaned my back against his chest. Hunter on the other hand was just inside the bedroom, sleeping.

     “I feel like I wasn’t even apart with you for five years”, he continued.

     I snuggled closer to him and closed my eyes; finally feeling relaxed after everything that happened to me…to us.

     The whole apartment became quiet.

     I though Damien was resting now too when suddenly, “Dane, I think it’s time we talk”, he tells me.

     I continued to close my eyes as I asked, “Talk about what?”

    “About what happened to me while I was-”

     I quickly opened my eyes and cut him off, “No. I don’t need to know.”

     “Huh?” I heard him say.

     I sat up and turned around so I could now face him.

     “Whatever happened to you while you were imprisoned doesn’t concern me anymore. What I care about now is our future. What will happen to us? What will happen to you?” I finally asked him.

     The bad guys were finally gone but I still needed the assurance that we’d have our happy ever after.

     Damien took a deep breath and answered, “I wanted to tell you this since yesterday but…the car wasn’t the only thing that I got back. Everything, and I mean everything that I own, was returned to me. All the money, the properties, everything.”

     “What?”

     I stared at him, unsure how I’d react to what he just said.

     “Baby, I can start over again. The mansion, it was named after me too. And there are some Companion’s who are still willing to work with me. I can start something better. A business that will help pursue Hael’s dream and even legacy”, Damien excitedly says.

     He looked so excited that I didn’t even say anything.

     I was surprised that he got all his riches back, but that didn’t really concern me. What concerned me were the plans he had for the future…

     Why does it sound like I’m not in it yet?

     “You’re…you’re going to…continue the Companion’s Association?” I asked him confusingly.

     Damien quickly shakes his head and corrects me, “Hell no, I’m not going back to that shit hole. I’m planning something like a host club, or maybe just a casual bar. Something that will still help the lonely feel-”

     “Wanted”, I finished.

     Make the lonely feel wanted.

     That was my uncle’s motto.

     Even when he was about to die, he was still able to mention that to me. So it only meant that the motto was something more to him than just words.

     “Do you not like it?” Damien suddenly asked me.

     I blinked and realized that he was actually staring at me.

     “N-No…I’m just…”

     Damien held my hand and looked me straight in the eyes, “Dane, this is the only thing I’m good at, and it can also help the other companion’s who have no where else to go. But if you don’t want me to, I will not hesitate and let everything go…just for you.”

     “Damien, you’re being unfair”, I honestly tell him.

     I was feeling trapped all of a sudden.

     I literally just saw him again yesterday so what else was I supposed to think?

     I wanted to tell him that I had enough with everything that’s related to the Association or anything about men serving the lonely.

     I want to keep him for myself but I didn’t want to end up being selfish, even towards his own ambition.

     I wanted to settle down with Damien, but doesn’t that mean I’d end up working while Damien stayed at home and did nothing?

     Damien’s been protecting me ever since before, and now that he’s free, he realized that he’s finally able to do something for himself, not just for others.

     So who am I to stop him?

     “Whatever you decide on…I’ll always be beside you. We’ve waited years to finally start over, right? Then let’s start over together.” I sincerely tell him.

     Damien genuinely smiles and grabbed me for a hug.

     “Thank you Dane. Thank you”, he repeatedly tells me.

     I hugged him back and patted his back.

    We’ll start a new life.

    We’ll rebuild ourselves like what Jonathan and the others are doing.

     We’ll do everything that we weren’t able to do together before.

     We’ll finally be able to live like free men. A man Damien had wanted to become ever since he met me.

     “Oh, and I have something important to ask you”, Damien suddenly says as he breaks from the hug.

     He looks straight at my eyes and held my hand, “This will be the starting point of our new life”, he says.

     I looked at him confusingly as he squeezed my hand tighter.

     “Dane Andrew McCartney. If you don’t mind, will you-” Damien paused and reached out for his pocket.

     My eyes widened as I realized what he was doing.

     My heart was beating fast as I waited for him.

     “ Is this it? Is this what I’ve been waiting for? “ I asked myself as I waited for Damien.

     Damien finally looks back at me. He then took something out from his pocket and showed it to me with a grin on his face.

     When I saw what it was, I couldn’t help but laugh.

     Instead of it being a ring, ( That I have secretly been waiting for ), the item that Damien took out from his pocket was actually a key.

     Damien laughed too.

     I knew, that he knew, that I was expecting him to take out a ring. But this bastard purposely made me hope for it so I’d be shocked if he shows me a key instead.

     When both of us stopped laughing, Damien looked serious again.

     He looks straight at my eyes and took a deep breath.

     “Will you move in with me?” he finally asked as he showed me the key that I now realized was for an apartment.

     I smirked and looked straight at him, “You idiot. Do you even have to ask that?”

• END -

(3) A Normal Relationship

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     “Babe, let’s go,” Damien tells me as he carried our things from my bedroom.

     I took Hunter’s leash and tugged it gently so he could follow me. Before completely leaving the apartment, I stopped and looked around the place for the last time.

     “ Goodbye apartment ,“ I mumbled to myself.

     I’ve lived here for years. It’s not easy to just leave all of a sudden but Damien and I have talked about this for a week, and both of us agreed that it would really be best if we moved on with everything that happened in the past.

     Damien also told me that the place that we’d be moving to would be an apartment he bought when he became the supposed CEO of the Association. He explained to me that the Companion’s lived at the Mansion, but since he was the new chairman, he was granted permission to move out.

     And yes, he specifically told me there were no camera’s there.

     “Your things will be sent there tomorrow,” Damien says as he puts our luggage on the trunk of the car.

     I opened the back door of Damien’s car; Hunter immediately getting inside like he’s been inside this car a hundred times too.

     Well, what would I know anyways? Damien and Hunter were trained together for years.

      “Is it far from here?” I asked as I closed the door for Hunter. I sat on the passenger seat while Damien sat on the driver’s seat.

     When everything was finally settled, he answered me, “A little bit. My apartment is located in the busiest part of the city, and it’s near the building where I’m going to start the host club.”

     “Host club…so like, people will go to the club and the Companion’s will…flirt with them?” I confusingly asked since I don’t really get what Damien wants yet.

     Damien chuckles and answers my question, “Well it kinda is, but no more forcing, or going home with the customers, just drinking, casual talks, and yes, a little flirting. My main goal is still like what Hael wanted, but now it’s open for everyone, not just for the rich.”

     I nodded my head as an understanding, then I looked out the window and asked him another question, “You told me you’re going to hire a driver for me since EXRay Media is now farther away from where you live, and you also told me you’d hire a cook. Does that mean I won’t get to see you often? Is that it?”

     I heard Damien take a deep breath, but he doesn’t answer me right ahead.

     Since both of us are now working, I understand that both of us would end up being busy. But I can’t help but feel that it’s unfair. When I was working and Damien was just staying at home, I made sure I’d be able to eat with him three times a day and even free my time just to be with him. It’s unfair because Damien seems like he’s so prepared about being busy all the time that he has plans like having cooks and telling me to just go to sleep if ever he’s not home yet. We’ve been apart for five years for Pete’s sake; I did not want him to return just so we could end up having a relationship like that.

     “I’m sorry Dane,” he finally answers me.

     “I still have a lot to work on so I could successfully start the business. I already have my people, but there are still too many paperworks that I have to finish. But you don’t have to worry, it’s just for a while, it won’t be forever, I promise, “ he continued.

     When I didn’t say anything, I felt Damien grab my hand, then he squeezed it tightly, “are you mad?” he asked.

     I shook my head and looked back at him, “No, I will never be mad. You do what you have to do. Don’t worry about me,” I answered with a forced smile.

     Damien nods his head and kisses my hand.

     I took a deep breath and looked out the car window again while my hand was still intertwined with Damien.

     Damien and I are finally in a normal relationship, facing normal couple problems.

     But I can’t help but feel that somehow, my relationship with him in the past was WAY better than where our relationship is heading now.

     I’m scared this would just be another Todd Cooper type of relationship, but this time, I’d end up being the Todd Cooper.

---

     “We’re here,” Damien suddenly tells me.

     I opened my eyes and realised that the car was already parked in front of a tall building that I would usually see whenever I interview actors at this area of the city.

     Damien goes out first, and then he opens the door for me.

     I thank him and opened the back door to get Hunter this time.

    “Welcome back sir Damien Nicholas Collins,” a man suddenly tells Damien.

     Damien nods his head to acknowledge him, and then he gives him the car keys, “Bring our bags to my floor,” he tells him.

     The man nods his head and takes the car keys.

     Damien looks back at me and suddenly changed his serious expression into a smile, “Let’s go,” he says as grabs my hand and the three of us went inside the building.

     I looked around the fancy looking place, a little shocked since I was expecting a place a little…smaller.

     I know that Damien is rich, but I don’t know why it never occurred to me that he’d be rich enough to buy an apartment in a building that looks like a hotel.

     “Are pets even allowed here?” I asked Damien as I continued to hold his hand with my left hand while my right hand held on to Hunter’s leash.

     “No actually, but don’t worry, I’ll handle it,” Damien calmly answers as we finally got inside the elevator.

     Damien takes out a card and swipes it, automatically making the elevator move.

     “Elevators are quite memorable don’t you think?” Damien suddenly asked out of the blue.

     I saw him smirking through the reflection on the elevator door, so I immediately looked back at him to hit his arm.

     “You have no idea how long I’ve used the stairs back at the company just because of what you did,” I tell him, making Damien laugh. But before he could even say anything, the door finally opens, revealing a big ass floor that obviously was not an apartment room like how Damien told me about.

     “I think we’re in a wrong floor,” I tell him.

     Damien chuckles and playfully pinches my cheeks, “That’s cute. Now come on, let me tour you.”

     My eyes widened from shock as Damien pulled me inside the room/floor.

     The whole thing is enormous. It’s triple the size of my own apartment.

     And when I removed Hunter’s collar, he started running around the place like he’s been here too, ( and I won’t be surprised if he has ).

     “You said apartment room, not a fucking penthouse!” I told him, still shocked since Damien didn’t orient me properly.

     “You like it?” Damien asked, gesturing at the whole place.

     “T-This is…it’s beautiful Damien. What else am I supposed to say?” I honestly tell him.

     Damien walks towards me and hugs me tightly, “I knew it you’d like it. It has two rooms, but of course we’ll share the master bedroom. And there’s an office too. I used it before but you can use it now too so you wouldn’t have to sit on the floor at the living room anymore.”

     “Which also means I don’t have to fall asleep at the living room. Now I can fall asleep at a fancy office room, instead” I jokingly told him.

     Damien laughs and kisses my forehead, “don’t worry. I’d still carry you back to bed whether you fall asleep at the bathroom.”

     “That’s sweet,” I say with a smirk as I pulled away from him.

     “So what was the key for?” I asked him with my right eyebrow raised.

     “Well I wanted it to look dramatic. And besides, wouldn’t it be too awkward if I handed you a card instead?” he asks back, making me laugh because I remembered the time Jonathan handed me a card at the café too.

     “Come on, let’s go to our room while Hunter’s busy,” Damien says with a smirk, grabbing my hand again and pulling me towards a room that looked ten times better than my old room.

     “This looks-”

     Before I could even finish my sentence, Damien pushes me towards the bed. He goes on top of me and both of us ended up laughing.

     If you look at us, you wouldn’t even know that we’re already in our thirties.

     “I hope you know that everything I’m doing is for you,” Damien suddenly says, staring at me with his eyes that always made me fall in love with him.

     “I know. I’ve always known,” I answered him, reaching out for his face and touching his cheeks.

     Normal relationship or not, I love this man. And whether I like it or not, I will support him and be with him for the rest of my life, because that’s what he’d be willing to do for me too.

     “ I love you, “ he whispered as he leaned forward to give me a kiss.

     I was about to let him kiss me but I quickly covered his mouth with my own hand to stop him.

     Damien looked at me confusingly as I grinned and got off him.

     I pushed him so he could lie in bed. Then I sat on top of him and stared down at him while biting my lower lip.

     “Damn that’s sexy,” Damien says with a seductive smirk.

      “I followed everything that you wanted to do yesterday, now it’s my turn to take the lead,” I say as I was about to remove my shirt, but before I could even do it, something suddenly buzzes.

     I let go of my shirt and looked at the door, “What the hell was that?” I asked.

     Damien grabbed my waist and lifted me off him so he could get out of the bed.

     “Might be our luggage,” Damien answers.

     He looks back at me, then he suddenly bites my lower lip, “We’ll continue this later”, he says before going out of the bedroom.

     I tried not to smile like an idiot as I followed him outside.

     Damien goes in front of this small screen beside the elevator.

     “Oh, it’s you, come up” Damien suddenly says as he clicks a button.

     I walked towards him and stood in front of the elevator.

     “Was that our things?” I asked him.

     Damien walks beside me and answered, “Not yet, but this is someone I really wanted you to meet.”

      “Really?” I asked as I waited for the elevator door to open.

     I planted a smile on my face to welcome the visitor.

     When the elevator finally arrived at our floor, the door opened, revealing a very pretty looking…man?!

     “Chairman Hunter,” the man greeted with a bright smile.

     My eyes widened from shock as he approached ma man to give him a hug right in front of me.

     “Max, I said address me as Damien remember?” Damien says with a smile that made me pissed because that was a smile he doesn’t just give to anyone.

     “Oh Max, I want to introduce to you Dane Andrew McCartney,” Damien finally says.

     Not to sound over possessive or anything Damien but you should have added my fiancé at the end of that sentence.

     “Did you just say…McCartney?” the man suddenly asked, snapping me back to my senses.

     The beautiful man Damien referred to as Max turns around to look at me.

     His eyes widened from shock as he sees my face, “THE McCartney? This is Hael’s nephew?”

     Before Damien could answer, I nodded my head and said, “Yes, I am. And you must be?”

     “Oh, I’m so sorry, I didn’t know it was you. I didn’t mean to be rude but I’m-”

     “He’s Maxon O’Conner “, Damien suddenly finished for him.

      Why the hell did you have to finish it for him you idiot?

     “He was a companion before. I was ranked one, and Max here was rank number two. We started working at the association on the same year so both of us go way back,” Damien explains to me as he casually pats Maxon’s back.

     I don’t want to be such a jealous bitch here but I seriously do not like how Damien is just freely touching him like that.

     This man looks like a sculpture.

     It didn’t really bother me that he looked like a god like Damien, but he’s pale, has blonde hair and even has blue eyes. He’s JUST LIKE ME, but fucking prettier!

     You are so insecure about yourself – Inner Conscience.

     Oh shut up.

     “Well it’s nice to meet you…Maxon,” I say with a force smile, shaking his hand that surprised me even more because it was so fucking soft.

     “It is an honor to finally meet you Mr. McCartney. I’ve heard so much about you,” he says, still giving out this sweet smile that will definitely make anyone fall in love with him.

     Except me of course.

     And Damien. I think.

     “Hopefully they’re good stories,” I tell him, making him chuckle, “Don’t worry, they are. Chairman…I mean…Damien, told me everything.”

     I glanced at Damien and looked back at him, “Is that so?”

     “Max, why not go to the office first, I’ll join you later,” Damien says.

     Maxon nods his head and goes straight to a room like he’s been here a couple of times like Hunter the dog.

     When he was gone, I immediately looked at Damien.

     “Why is he here?” I asked him.

     Damien smirks and walks towards me.

     “He’s a close friend,” he answers me instead.

     “I don’t fucking care if he’s your brother. Why the hell is he here all of a sudden? And why aren’t you asking him to leave?” I angrily asked Damien.

     Damien chuckles and presses his forehead on mine.

     “I can’t believe this day would come…”

     I looked at him confusingly and tried not to get angrier, “What the hell are you talking about?”

     Damien brushes my hair back with his fingers and says, “You’re jealous.”

     Of course I am! He’s fucking gorgeous!

     “What do you think of me? A teenager? I’m a grown ass man, why would I be jealous over something petty like this?” I asked him instead.

     God I want to hit myself.

     Damien takes a deep breath and nods his head, “Alright, I get it, no need to ruin my fantasies.”

     “You still haven’t answered me Nicholas,” I tell him with my right eyebrow raised.

     Damien gestures his hand at the office door and says, “he’s here to help me with the business since Jonathan and the other’s aren’t here to help me out anymore.”

     “Oh, so he’s like your business partner?” I asked again.

     Damien shakes his head and says, “More like my personal secretary.”

     “What?”

• END -

(4) Jealous

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     “What?” I asked Damien, trying my best not to slap his gorgeous face right here, right now.

     “Well I really need someone to assist me with this business, so I it’s best if I have someone capable who can help me,” Damien tried to explain. He knew I was mad, so he did his best to say the right words so he wouldn’t make me even madder.

    “Alright then. When will he leave?” I asked next.

     Damien sighed and answered, “Babe he just got here.”

     Great, now I’m acting like an asshole now.

     “Fine, do whatever you guys want,” I say as I slowly moved closer to him.

     Then I gently touched his cheeks and whispered in his ear, “ And jerk off with him too while you’re at it because I’m not giving you ANYTHING tonight. “

     Damien growls.

     I smirked and patted his cheeks before turning around and going back to the room.

     I slammed the door and threw myself towards the bed.

     Maxon O’Conner. Why the fuck did he have to be so pretty?

     And why can’t Damien just tell him that we’re kinda busy today and he should just come back tomorrow.

     “ More like my personal assistant, “ I suddenly remembered Damien say.

     “ Damien I fucking hate you! “ I shouted under my pillow like a teenager who’s rebelling.

     I quickly sat up and practically slapped myself when I realized something.

     Why the fuck am I acting like this?

     Why should I be jealous over a man like him?

     I’m Dane fucking McCartney. Damien practically dedicated his whole life just to protect me. Ever since we were young, we’ve already been together. I might not have known it before but Damien has been by my side for years.

     He would never replace me after all that.

     Are you sure? – Inner Conscience.

    My eyes suddenly widened from realization.

     Unless…

     “Is he actually tired of me ?” I suddenly asked myself; my whole body shivering just by having the thought of it.

     “ Is he? “ I asked again.

     I quickly stood up from the bed and ran towards the mirror.

     I looked at myself and checked if I still looked…okay.

     Well, I don’t really look old. But my skin isn’t as soft or as smooth as before. And my stamina isn’t as good as five years ago too. I might not be able to have sex with him 3 times a day anymore like how we did in the past.

     “ It’s been a while since I’ve been here, “ I suddenly heard Maxon say from outside the room, automatically shifting my attention to his soft voice.

     I quickly ran towards the door and pressed my ears against it.

     “ Yeah, I only got this place back a few days ago, “ Damien answered.

     Oh god, I’m having major flashbacks when I eavesdropped on Damien and Jonathan back at the apartment.

     “ And as always, you have beer on the fridge, “ Maxon says, and then I heard footsteps, probably he was getting closer to Damien.

     “ Where’s Mr. McCartney by the way? “ I heard him ask.

     Alright, they’re talking about me now.

     Damien paused, but then he quickly answered, “ He’s kinda tired. We…we just moved so he wanted to rest. “

     “Oh,  you just moved? Then shouldn’t we celebrate? I’ll cook dinner for you guys if you want. You know, like before, “ Maxon suggested.

      Like fucking before.

    What the hell were these two? I’m starting to doubt they were just coworkers.

     “ W-Well…if you don’t mind, then sure, why not. I kinda miss your cooking anyways, “ Damien happily answered.

     I clenched my fist and moved away from the door. My face now burning because of complete anger.

     Damien, if this is how you want to play then let’s fucking play.

---

     “Dane…Dane,” I heard someone call out.

     I slowly opened my eyes and saw beautiful blue eyes directly staring down at me.

     “Dane, are you still mad?” I heard Damien ask before I could even completely wake my whole body up.

    I opened my eyes wider; my vision finally becoming clear.  I sat down and looked back at Damien, “I wasn’t mad,” I lied as I stretched my arms.

     “Well if that’s the case then let’s go,” Damien said instead, not even going to double check if I was really mad or not.

     “Max did the honors to cook something for us tonight,” he continued.

     Oh yeah, I fell asleep because I was stressing myself over that. Thankfully I already cooled down thanks to my quick nap.

    “Come on,” he says as he reaches out his hand so he could help me.

     But I ignored him and got up on my own. Then I went out of the room and saw Hunter sleeping at the sofa and Maxon already sitting at the dining area.

      While I was approaching the dinning area, Maxon immediately stood up and said, “Oh! Mr. McCartney! Good evening.”

     I looked at him and nodded my head, “Good evening.”

     Damien quickly follows behind me. He was once again about to pull the chair for me but I quickly sat on my own.

     Damien was obviously embarrassed, so he just casually cleared his throat and sat down beside me.

     “Mr. McCartney I-”

     I quickly stopped him and said, “Day. You may call me Day.”

    Maxon smiles like a goddess and nods his head, “Well…Day…I hope you don’t mind but I cooked something for you guys as a congratulations for the new move.”

     I already knew about that but I acted surprised anyways.

     “Is that so? Then let’s go ahead and give it a taste,” I say as I took my spoon.

     I took a portion of the food and tasted it since it looked like Damien and Maxon was waiting for me to do so.

     I closed my eyes and savored the flavor, and my god was it good.

     “It’s delicious,” I sincerely told him.

     There’s no point if I act like a bitch here. I’m a fucking 30-year-old man; I should be matured enough in these kinds of things.

     “Well I’m glad,” Maxon says with a wide smile, and then he started eating now too.

    I could see Damien looking relieved, like he was half expecting me to act bitchy about the whole Maxon cooking for us thing.

     “So, what were you guys doing while I was asleep?” I asked, not really suspicious or anything, just genuinely curious.

     “I just finished signing the files Max brought here for me, then I helped him cook for dinner. That’s all,” Damien answered as he continued eating.

      While we were eating, there was once again a familiar buzz sound coming from the elevator.

     Every one of us stopped eating.

     “Huh? Who could that be? At this time of the day too,” Damien asked as he wiped his mouth with a napkin and stood up from his seat.

    I was wondering who the unknown person was too, but then my eyes widened when I remembered what I just did earlier while I was acting out of anger.

    I quickly stood up from my seat as well and said, “Damien I kinda-”

    But I was too late because Damien was already looking at the screen with surprise.

    Damien slowly turned around and faced me. He had an expressionless face as looked at me.

     I faked a calm smile as I said, “I kinda invited him.”

     Damien stares at me, then he takes a deep breath and looked at the screen again.

     “Welcome,” Damien says with a monotone voice.

     Maxon stood up as well as he asked me, “You guys have another visitor?”

     I don’t answer him as we waited for the elevator to arrive.

     My heart was beating like crazy as the door of the elevator finally opened.

     “Wow, nice crib,” Todd Cooper , my best friend and ex-boyfriend asked as he went out of the elevator.

     Yup, I just did THAT.

     “Oh, you must be the man who Day has been talking about before. Damien, right?” Todd asked as he faced Damien.

     Damien looked calm and shook Todd’s hand.

    “It’s nice to finally meet you,” Todd continued but Damien doesn’t say anything back.

    Todd was holding a fruit basket too, so he gives it to Damien and said, “I appreciate you guys inviting me. And I’m kinda glad you were able to settle in, in such a big…penthouse.”

     Ever sine Damien got back, I actually haven’t talked about Todd before so he might not be aware that Todd and I went back to our old relationship, which was being best friends.

     And during the days that Damien was gone, I was able to tell Todd a few things about what Damien really is. Maybe not the whole thing but Todd knows he’s the man I called out when we were kinda…kissing.

     Oh god I still cringe when I remember that.

     “Todd! You came!” I shouted as I walked towards him to give him a hug.

     “Well you called, and who am I to decline my best friend right?” Todd asked as he hugged me back.

     When we parted from the hug, I quickly asked, “So, how’s you wife and kid? “ emphasizing the words wife and kid so Damien could stop sending death stares to Todd.

    “Oh, they’re fine. Zeus finally knows how not eat the crayons, and my wife started doing yoga every morning so she doesn’t scream at me much anymore,” Todd explains, making me laugh.

     I actually know that already since we basically just talked at the café a few days ago, but it looked like Todd read the atmosphere so he was kinda helping me out.

    “He’s married?” Damien finally asked.

     I was about to answer when Todd suddenly said, “I am actually, which was why I was wondering why Day isn’t mar-”

     “Alright Todd! I’m pretty sure you got back from your company and you’re pretty hungry. Maxon made really good-”

     “Maxon?” Todd asked as he sees Maxon approach us.

     “Hi, you must be?” Maxon asked as he looked at Todd.

     “Todd Cooper, management head of Zeus modeling Agency,” Todd proudly told Maxon.

     He likes saying that now.

     “So you named your kid Zeus because of that?” Maxon asked with an impressed expression.

     Todd genuinely smiles and said, “I did. That place was where I got my first decent job and where I actually met my wife.”

     “Wow, that’s so sweet. I’m Maxon O’Conner by the way, Chairman Hunt-”

     “Alright! Come on, let’s all sit down and eat!” I quickly stated as I gestured at the dinning area.

     Todd nods his head and sits down next to Maxon.

     I walked towards the table too but Damien quickly grabs my arm and whispered, “ Why didn’t you tell me you and Todd Copper became fucking friends again? “

     I gulped and whispered back, “ I was gonna tell you okay. “

     I pulled my arm away from Damien and sat down. Damien takes a deep breath and places the fruit basket on the side before sitting back on his chair as well.

     I was  jealous earlier that I ended up calling Todd so Damien could get jealous too. It’s obviously working, but why do I feel so bad about it now?

     “So you’re Day’s best friend?” Maxon suddenly asked, and Todd nodded his head as an answer since his mouth was already filled with food.

     “ And ex-boyfriend, “ I heard Damien whisper under his breath, making me kick his feet under the table.

     Todd might have noticed how Damien was just glaring at him so he quickly drinks some water and looks at Damien, “I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable towards me Damien, okay? I’m going to be straight up to you since we’re all grownups here. Day and I go way back and we decided to have a clean and mature breakup. I hope you know that-”

     Todd wasn’t able to finish because Maxon suddenly chocked on his food.

     Every one of us looked back at him as he quickly drank some water to clear his throat.

     “Pardon me, I was just surprised. Todd is Day’s…he’s the guy you were talking about before?” Maxon suddenly asked Damien, quickly making me and Todd look at Damien.

    Instead of answering, Damien glares at Maxon, making Maxon flinch.

     “So you’ve been talking about me already? Well I guess I don’t need to explain things then,” Todd calmly says as he takes a sip of his wine next.

     “How did you guys do it? After years of being together, you were able to go back as best friends,” Maxon asked, obviously surprised that Todd and I didn’t even look like we broke up or even became together to begin with.

     “I guess when we were…together…we acted like we were still best friends with each other. So when we broke up, it was just easy to go back to being best friends. The priorities just changed,” Todd explained.

     “Isn’t it weird?” Maxon asked further.

     Todd chuckled and answered, “Nope.”

    “Then isn’t it weird that you’re eating dinner with the man who took your chance of being together with him again?” Damien suddenly asked, shocking me.

     “Damien!” I quickly scolded him.

     But Todd shook his head and answered anyway, “Well I’m mature enough to understand that my relationship with Day can really only be to this extent. And as his best friend, I will not act badly towards the man he loves who actually left him for five years.”

     Fuck.

     This is not going to end well.

     “I had my reasons on why I had to leave,” Damien answered, obviously angry.

     Maxon and I looked at each other, obviously trapped on the two’s sudden argument.

     “Well if that’s the case then okay, I’m just glad you’re back. But I hope you know while he was alone and devastated, I was with him the whole time. So I don’t think it’s right for you to treat your lover’s best friend like this,” Todd fired back.

     “Alright, I think we don’t have to-”

    The two completely ignored me as Todd suddenly continued, “Oh, did I just say lover? I meant fiancé by the way. He’s your fiancé right? Or did you forget?”

     “Todd that’s enough…”

     Damien quickly stood up from his seat and said, “I lost my appetite.”

     Todd stood up as well and faced Damien, “I don’t know why Day even waited for someone like you.”

    “Todd I said that’s enough!” I now shouted as quickly stood up as well.

    “Mr. Todd Cooper, you don’t have to concern yourself with my relationship with Dane because we’re doing fine,” Damien calmly answered, but I knew he was inches away from punching Todd.

     “If it was fine then he wouldn’t call me all of a sudden because his supposed fiancé wouldn’t even give him a chance to spend his time with him after leaving him for all those years,” Todd finally said, and all I could do was put my head down from embarrassment.

    What the hell did I do?

     “Day fucking waited for you asshole. I’m his best friend, and seeing him so devastated for all those years broke me. You fucking treat him right…you fucking make sure that Dane didn’t make a big mistake of waiting for you,” Todd angrily stated.

     He then pats my back and said, “I don’t want him calling me again because he’s sad and because he’s simply down.”

     I slowly lifted my head to look back at Todd.

     Todd smiles at me and continued, “The food was great. I’m sorry if I made a scene, and I’m sorry but I have to leave too. I know I just got here but I’m actually really busy, I just needed to see if Day was doing okay.”

    “I-I’m…I’m leaving too,” Maxon quickly says, standing up from his seat as well.

    Damien and I didn’t say anything as Maxon took all his things so he could go too.

    “Thank you for today,” Maxon stated, but no one answered.

    “Alright, then we’ll be leaving,” Todd said as he goes to the elevator first, Maxon following behind him.

     Both of us didn’t say anything for a couple of seconds. Then suddenly, without even saying anything, Damien walks towards the room.

     I quickly grabbed his arm and pulled him so he could face me, “What the hell was that about Damien?” I asked him.

     “Why did you invite Todd here?” Damien asked back instead.

    “Todd? Well Todd’s my best friend! Can’t I invite my best friend over?!” I shouted at him now since I was finally losing it.

     “He was your fucking ex-boyfriend Day! There was something between you two before! How on earth would you expect me to just calmly sit there and watch you two act like nothing even happened between you two?!” Damien now shouted back at me.

     “Then how the fuck do you think I felt when Maxon was here?!”

     “Well Maxon and I had never fucked each other!” Damien shouted, and that was the only thing he had to say to finally make me slap him.

     The two of us became quiet.

     I angrily looked at him as the tears in my eyes finally fell.

     Without looking back at me, Damien said, “I asked you Dane…I asked you if you were okay with this and you said yes. Why did you lie? You could have told me you weren’t happy about it, but instead you tell someone else about it. How on earth was I going to know?”

    “What the fuck did you want me to say then? That you need to halt all your plans and all your dreams and visions because I want you all by myself?” I asked him, the tears still falling out of my eyes.

     Damien quickly looks back at me and answers, “Yes! That’s exactly what I wanted you to say!”

     “Then what the fuck does that make me then?!” I shout back.

    When Damien didn’t say anything, I continued, “I don’t want you to wake up one day and realize that you could have done more with your life than just protecting me.”

    Tears finally fell out of Damien’s eyes as he answered, “Don’t you understand? You’re my entire life…”

    “And so are you to mine,” I quickly answered him.

     “I did not wait for five years just so I could fight with you,” I honestly say. Then suddenly, Hunter barks, making the both of us look away from each other.

     I took a deep breath and said, “I need some fresh air,” I say as I walked towards the elevator.

     Hunter quickly runs towards me and goes inside the elevator with me.

    I looked back at Damien who was just staring at me with his cold blue eyes, not moving an inch from where he was standing. Then, the elevator finally closed, and the only thing that I was staring at was my reflection on the elevator door.

     “You idiot. You fucking…fucking…idiot.”     

• END -

(5) Misunderstanding

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     “Jane! Jane!” I shouted from outside her apartment while continuously knocking on the door.

     After a few minutes, the door finally opened, revealing Jane Roberts, my secretary and also one of my close friends at EXRay Media.

     “Day?!” Jane shouted, shocked that she saw me at this hour.

     “Jane, I don’t have my phone and I don’t have my wallet and I really don’t want to go back home,” I quickly tell her.

     Then Hunter barks beside me, like he was explaining too.

    Jane looked even more confused as she said, “W-Wait a second…what’s going on here? I don’t understand what you’re saying.”

    I stared at Jane for a couple of seconds, then, like someone clicked a switch, I started crying, shocking Jane even more.

     “Oh god, you poor thing. Come on, let’s go inside,” Jane calmly said as she held my shoulder and brought me inside, Hunter following behind me.

     “Good thing my husband is on a business trip,” Jane says as she made me sit on the sofa.

     She goes to the kitchen and quickly goes back to me with a cup of coffee, “D-Does the dog…want anything?” she asked me confusingly.

     Hunter looks at her and barks. Then he went to the side and lied down on the floor. He must have been tired since we’ve been walking around for at least an hour now.

     “Water would be fine,” I say as I wiped the tears off my cheeks.

     Jane quickly goes back to the kitchen to give Hunter a bowl of water.

     She gently places it in front of him, and then she goes to sit beside me.

     “Alright, what happened?”

     “Last week I told you my fiancé got back right?” I asked Jane.

     Jane nods her head and said, “From Canada right?”

     “Canada?” I confusingly asked, but then I remembered something. I couldn’t possibly tell Jane the whole story so I just lied about Damien staying in Canada for five years because his job required him to stay there.

     “Y-Yeah, Canada…well, I then told you yesterday that we’d be moving to his place right?” I asked again.

     Then suddenly, Jane gasps and says, “Don’t tell me…he lives in the slums.”

     I quickly took a sip of the coffee Jane served me and shouted, “No! He lives in a fucking penthouse!”

     Jane’s eyes widened and quickly stood up from the sofa “Put your fucking coffee down. I’ll get the beer.”

     Jane runs to the kitchen and got back with 2 cold cans of beer.

    She opens both of it and hands me the other one, “Tell me everything,” Jane says, and that was the only thing that I needed to make me put out all of my frustrations.

     I told her about Maxon, how insecure and jealous I became, and how Damien’s going to be busy even though we haven’t seen each other for five years.

    “So you thought it was a good idea to call Todd? Your ex-boyfriend?” Jane asked.

     I finished the can that I was holding and placed it on the table with the rest of the beers that Jane and I have already finished.

     “It was wrong, I know, but I didn’t know what else to do. It was unfair you know,” I honestly tell her.

     And come on, Damien fucked other men for a living before and I don’t even open that up anymore. I wasn’t even THAT mad, so why is he mad about me being friends with Todd again.

     “But Todd did the right thing by telling that Damien guy how you really feel. Those were the things that you couldn’t directly tell him, so someone else telling him about what you feel might just make your fiancé realize what he should really prioritize on,” Jane explained.

     She takes a sip of her beer too and continued, “And come on, he’s been gone for years because of his work, and now that he’s back, he’s STILL going to focus on his work? Are you fucking kidding me?”

     Yeah…

     Work.

     “Then what should I do?” I asked.

     “Tell him what you really feel! You waited for him for five year, not everyone could do that. Heck if my husband left for five years I’d already have a new husband just on the first year that he’s gone,” Jane honestly tells me.

     “That’s true, not anyone could wait that long. But Jane, he could. He waited for me for years too you know, longer than I waited for him actually. He supported me when I was busy with work, and he never complained. Which is why it’s hard for me to act selfish when Damien’s been selfless his entire life,” I told Jane.

     Jane takes a deep breath and said, “Listen to me, okay Day? You might be in a relationship with each other but you’re not one person. The things he does for you, does not automatically mean you have to do the same things for him. You’re in a relationship because you love each other, not because you’re expecting to get something from each other, do you understand me?”

     I took a deep breath and nodded my head, “Thanks Jane. You really know what to say.”

     “Well, it happens to every couple I guess,” Jane says as she gently touches my shoulder. Then, she stands up and continues, “My husband will be back next week so you can stay here as long as you like. But I suggest you come back to him and talk to him as soon as you can, okay?”

     “Don’t worry, I will. But I think he too needs his space,” I say as I stood up.

    “Alright. Then can you please throw away the cans while I fix up a mat for you?” Jane asked, but I quickly shook my head and said, “No, I’ll sleep at the sofa.”

     “Are you sure?”

     “Yeah. And I sleep at the sofa all of the time,” I tell her with a smile.

     “Well it’s weird to let my boss sleep at the sofa but okay, if that’s what you want.”

     “Thanks Jane.”

     Jane smiles back at me and pats my shoulder again, “No problem.”

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     “ Dane! “

     I quickly opened my eyes, the unfamiliar ceiling welcoming me.

     “ Oh yeah, I’m in Jane’s apartment, “ I tell myself as I looked at the clock hanging on the wall and saw the time: 5:02 AM.

     Damn, I just had a fight with Damien ones and now I’m hearing his voice even in my sleep.

     “Dane!” I suddenly heard again, my eyes widening from shock.

     “Dane! If you’re there please answer me!” I heard Damien shout from outside the apartment.

     I quickly stood up from the sofa and ran towards the window to see if I was just hearing things or not. But to my surprise, that idiot was standing outside, shouting my name like a lunatic.

      “ Damien… “ I softly called out.

     “Dane! I’m so sorry! Please come back home!” Damien shouts again.

     I quickly ran towards the door and went downstairs.

     When I opened the door of the entrance of the apartment complex, Damien immediately looks at me, his eyes red again like he’s been crying for hours.

     “Dane…” he calls out.

    “H-How did you…find me?” I asked him while catching my breath.

    “I called Chairman Orlando and asked him if you had close friends in your office. He gave me seven addresses and I went to every one of them all night,” Damien suddenly says.

     “Y-you looked for me…all night?” I asked again as I slowly walked towards him.

     “I was worried. I shouldn’t have let you leave like that. I shouldn’t have got mad and jealous like that. I shouldn’t have made you feel-”

     I didn’t let Damien continue because I quickly grabbed him and kissed him, tears now falling out of my eyes too.

     Damien hugged me tightly and kissed me back.

     When we parted from the kiss, I quickly told him, “I want you all by myself. I want you to make me feel that waiting for you wasn’t a mistake. I want you to shout it to the world that you’re mine. And I want you to make me feel like you still want me like how you wanted me when we were still young.”

     Damien continuously nodded his head and wiped the tears off my cheeks, “I have always wanted you Dane Andrew McCartney.”

     “And I’m sorry for not telling you about Todd. That was a bad move and I should have-”

     Damien quickly cuts me off and said, “Hey, it’s okay. I should have told you about Maxon too.”

    I rested my head on his shoulder and continued crying as Damien hugged me tighter.

     “I don’t want us to fight ever again,” I honestly told him.

    Damien gently kisses my head and answered instead, “I halted my plans for the business.”

     I quickly lifted my head and looked back at him with shock, “What?”

     “I called Max and told him to handle the rest of the plans while I’m away,” Damien explained, confusing me even more.

     “When you’re away? You’re going away?” I quickly asked him.

    Damien shakes his head and answered, “WE’RE going away.”

     “We?”

     Damien smiles and gently touches my lips, “One week…let’s go on a trip for one week. Just you and me, okay?”

• END -

(6) Private Interview

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     “And Hunter? Are you sure he’ll be-”

     Damien quickly cuts me off and squeezed my shoulder, “Hunter will be fine. Jane said she’ll take care of him while we’re away so you don’t have to worry.”

     I looked at Damien, still unsure about leaving Hunter while we enjoyed ourselves.

     “Our baby will be fine,” Damien suddenly tells me, and for some stupid reason, my face started turning red.

     “ Our baby, “ I repeated inside my head like an idiot.

     “But if you’re that worried about him, then do you want to cancel this?” Damien suddenly asked me, quickly snapping me back to my senses.

     I immediately shook my head and answered, “No, of course not.”

    “Are you sure?” he asked me again.

    I turned off my phone and showed it to Damien, “See, I’m not going to text or call Jane anymore. I’m a hundred percent not worried about Hunter so we don’t have a reason to cancel this.”

     Damien chuckles and pats my head, “Alright, I get it. Now let’s go,” he says as he takes my things and places it in the back of the car.

     I sighed in relief.

     Obviously Damien won’t cancel our plans, but he’s very unpredictable so I don’t want to risk it.

     “We’re good to go,” Damien says as he opens the door of the car for me.

     When I got inside, Damien sat on the driver’s seat and starts driving away.

     I seriously don’t know where Damien was taking me. I was asking him about the place but Damien made sure to keep his mouth shut to surprise me.

     While we were driving, I looked out the window and just took a deep breath.

     I didn’t really intentionally want to make the atmosphere feel like this, but suddenly, the whole car felt so awkward with just the two of us in it.

     “I’m sorry,” we both said in unison.

     I quickly looked back at him as Damien cleared his throat. He continued to look at the road as he said, “You go ahead first.”

     I cleared my throat too as I looked back at looking out the window.

     Somehow looking at him made me feel nervous.

     “I wanted to apologize for…you know…acting like a jerk. I didn’t think about you, or how you felt and what you have gone through. And then there was Todd, oh god that was a shitty move. I should have told you about him and we should have talked properly too. I just…I just got selfish,” I finally say. And when the words went out of my mouth, my heart automatically felt lighter.

     I gathered the courage to look back at Damien. And to my surprise, he was gripping on the steering wheel, like he was thinking about something really hard.

     “Damien?” I called out, suddenly making him blink.

     “You just said what I wanted to say,” he tells me.

     “I too was selfish,” he starts, “I planned so many things without thinking about what you’d feel. When I got mad I felt like it was unfair. I said to myself that I practically gave you my whole life and you can’t even give me the freedom to do what I want now that I’m free.”

     “No, Damien I-”

     Damien immediately cuts me off as he stops at a red light. He looks back at me with his blue eyes that melted me every time.

     “But that wouldn’t be love if I expected you to act differently because of the things I voluntarily did for you. You didn’t ask me to protect you, but I did. It’s true that Hael made me work for him, but when he died I could have easily left and ran away. But I didn’t…because I was still very much in love with you,” Damien explained, and now the tears were slowly forming in my eyes.

     “Why do you always make me feel like I don’t deserve you?” I asked him.

     Damien reached out for my cheeks to wipe away the tears, “If you think you don’t deserve me then why are you still with me?”

     I looked deeply into his eyes and asked, “How am I supposed to answer that?”

     Damien sweetly smiles and looks back at the road when the stoplight turned green.

    He starts driving again as he answered, “When you find the answer to that question, tell me. I would gladly love to hear it.”

     I looked at Damien and nodded my head as an answer.

     “I love you…do you know that?” I then asked him.

     Without looking back at me, Damien answered, “I wouldn’t have wasted all those years if I didn’t.”

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     The drive continued for a few hours.

     Damien and I still didn’t say a thing. And now I understand the reason why we’re like this.

    It’s not because we were apart for so long, but because we weren’t really together for so long.

     Yeah Damien loved me for years, but I sadly didn’t, because I didn’t even know he existed. And when I fell in love with him, our relationship didn’t continue on for years. It lasted for a few weeks, and then stopped just like that.

     There are still a lot of things that I don’t know about him. And there are also still a lot of things that he still doesn’t know about me.

     I hope our trip will help me see the Damien that I haven’t really met before.

     “I want to know more about you,” I suddenly blurted out. Shocking Damien, and even myself.

     Damien chuckled but still doesn’t look at me, “What?” he asked.

     I bit my lips and immediately looked out the window again, “W-Well…you know. I feel like I don’t know enough about you.”

     Damien doesn’t answer. So I glanced at him and saw him smirking like an idiot.

     “Then go ahead and ask,” he tells me.

     I shifted from my seat so I could properly look at him, “Are you sure?” I asked, and Damien just nodded his head as an answer.

     I don’t know why but I felt nervous all of a sudden. I have interviewed actors, singers and even politicians, and I’ve been confident about it the whole time. But now, asking Damien, who is my lover , simple questions, just makes me feel nervous for some reason.

     I took a deep breath and started thinking of questions that Damien can easily answer for me, “I’ll keep it simple then. What’s your favorite color?”

     “Red”, Damien surprisingly quickly answered.

     “Alright then…What’s the one thing you can’t live without?” I asked next.

     “Day,” he answered with a serious expression, making me blush.

     I was glad Damien wasn’t looking at me, so I quickly asked him the next question before he could see me stupidly blushing, “What’s the one thing you CAN live without?”

     Damien glanced at me and smirked, “Night.”

     Okay, now he’s just teasing me.

     “If you were stranded in an island, what would you bring?” I asked, and without even thinking about it, Damien answered, “A Dane Andrew McCartney”

     “What’s your most favorite place in the world?”

     “Beside Dane Andrew McCartney.”

     My face was now completely red as I shouted at him, “Why is it all about me?!”

     “My life is all about you,” he straight out answered, making me blush even more.

     “But that can’t be possible!” I shouted, making Damien laugh.

     When he stopped laughing, he glances at me again and says, “Then ask me a question than you think would not be about you.”

     I took a deep breath to ease myself.

     When I wasn’t blushing anymore, I seriously looked at Damien and asked, “If I wasn’t alive. I mean…if I didn’t exist, and the accident didn’t happen. What would you be right now then?”

     Damien became silent.

     The smirk that he had on his face immediately vanished when he heard the question.

     If I’m right, he even look pained. Like imagining it alone made him feel hurt.

     “I’d probably be the saddest man in the world,” he answered with a sad tone in his voice.

     My heart skipped a beat.

     How was I able to be with a man like him? He is everything that I could have ever hoped for, but more.

    “I’ll stop there. I don’t think forcing to know you more won’t work right,” I say as I was about to look back at the window.

     But Damien suddenly cleared his throat and immediately said, “ I like the color red, and I hate the rain. I like people who are serious about their work, but will know how to have fun when they need to. I like listening to music, but I HATE dancing. I want to travel the world because I’ve been locked up my whole life. I want kids, three of them if possible…“

     Damien paused to grin, but before I could even comment about it, he quickly continued, “And I want to grow old with the same person who I have been in love with since I was young. Will that be enough Mr. McCartney?”

     Damien suddenly stopped the car and slowly looked back at me.

     I looked at Damien, biting my lower lip because I felt like crying again because of what he just said.

     “Discovering things about you will never be enough,” I say, somehow making Damien smile.

     “Then should I interview you too?” he jokingly asked as he reached out to wipe the tears that were on my cheeks.

     “What else could you possibly still not know about me?” I asked him, then Damien looked serious again as he answered, “Apparently I still don’t know how to not make you cry.”

     Seriously you don’t deserve this man – Inner Conscience.

     “Damien…” I called out.

     I don’t know what kind of expression I was making anymore, but for some reason, Damien grabbed my hand and gently kissed it, “If you continue on looking like that, I’ll end up wanting to fuck you.”

     My eyes widened. Quickly pulling my hand away from Damien because of what he just said.

     Damien laughed and started driving again.

     “Since you interviewed me, I think it’s only right if I interview you too. Am I correct?” Damien suddenly asked me.

    I bit my lower lip again and slowly nodded my head, “Sure. I guess that’s okay.”

    I didn’t expect Damien to ask me extreme questions, but when I saw the grin on his face, I knew I shouldn’t have agreed to this private interview at all.

     “Who’s the better kisser? Todd Cooper or Damien Nicholas Collins?” Damien suddenly asked, almost making me laugh out loud.

     “Are you fucking serious?” I asked him. And Damien wasn’t even smiling as he answered, “Yup.”

     I looked at him with disbelief. But when it looked like he wasn’t going to take back the question, I finally answered, “You of course.”

      Others even pay millions just so you could touch them. So I’m pretty confident that your kissing ability is top notch.

     “Good answer,” Damien says with a grin, making me laugh.

     “So next question…what position do you like better?” Damien suddenly asked, quickly making me hit him.

     Damien whined as I shouted at him “Why are your questions like that?!”

     “I meant position in the company. Do you like being a writer, an editor, a department head, or are you actually excited to be the chairman,” Damien suddenly explained to me. But both of us clearly knew what he really meant with his question.

     “You pervert,” Damien added, a smirk imprinted in his face.

     I seriously wanted to hit him again, but I took a deep breath instead and said, “Fine, then let me answer. I enjoy being an editor more than the position I have in the company now.”

     “Good, I was very curious about that,” Damien tells me. Making me look at him amusingly.

     Seriously, does this man have a split personality or something?

     “Do you like calling me daddy, or do you like it when I call you that instead,” Damien asked next, making me laugh again.

    “You’re the daddy of course,” I answered, making Damien grin, “You know it.”

    Both of us laughed. Then Damien stopped and thought of another weird question.

     “Next question is…who do you prefer, Hunter, Noah, or Damien?” Damien asked, making me laugh even more.

     What is with these questions?

     “I like Noah Price better,” I joked, making Damien pout.

     “Don’t tell me you still have his picture,” Damien asked, like Noah was a completely different person.

     I smiled and nodded my head, “I do. I use it to masturbate too,” I joked, expecting that Damien would play along.

     But suddenly, Damien steps on the brakes, shocking me. Thankfully we were practically in the middle of nowhere so there were no minor accidents.

     “What happened?!” I quickly asked him. 

     Damien turns off the engine of the car and looks at me, “You were planning to seduce me weren’t you?” he asked, shocking me even more.

     “W-What?! What the hell are you saying?!” I asked him.

     But Damien wasn’t listening to me anymore as he asked, “So you masturbate while staring at the picture?”

     My face turned red again as I stared at Damien.

     I thought we were playing around so I told him that. I wasn’t expecting him to be so serious about it.

     Seriously, being with Damien is like being with three different people.

    “You’re not even denying it so it must be true,” Damien says, now smirking.

     I gulped and bit my lower lip again before saying, “W-Well…I don’t have any other picture of you. And what do you expect me to look at when I pleasure myself alone?” I answered, making Damien smirk even more.

     He straightens himself and leans his back on the car door as he continued, “Is that so? Then to change things up, why not masturbate right now?”

     “Are you fucking crazy?!” I angrily asked him.

     But Damien didn’t even look fazed as he continued to smirk.

     “Masturbate. But this time…you’ll be able to stare at the real thing.”

     My eyes widened as I stared at Damien with astonishment.

    “You’re serious aren’t you?” I asked him.

     Damien sexily licks his lips.

    Then he growls and answers, “Dead serious.”

     Looks like this trip will be longer than I thought.

-END-

(7) Stop & Stare [m]

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     I stared at Damien, expecting him to start laughing to tell me he was just joking about the whole “ masturbate “ idea. But Damien doesn’t say anything and just stares at me, like he was waiting for me to actually do it.

     “Any time now Dane,” Damien teasingly says with a grin on his face.

     “D-Damien…I can’t possibly just…masturbate,” I tell him, my face burning because I have never expected to ever say these things to Damien before. Let alone inside a car in the middle of nowhere.

      “Not turned on yet?” he asked me.

     I was about to answer him when he suddenly grabs my collar and pulls me towards him. Without any warning, Damien locks his lips with mine.

     He kisses me so intensely that my whole body got hotter and hotter.

     He was almost sucking on my lips before slowly pushing his tongue inside my mouth. When his tongue was inside me, he quickly pushes it further so it could touch my own tongue.

     His tongue was so hot and wet that a moan quickly escaped my mouth.

     Damien finally pulled out; both of us trying to catch our breaths because of how intense the kiss was.

     He glanced at my crotch and smirked.

     He wipes his mouth and leans back on the car door again.

     “Not enough now right?” Damien asked.

     I looked at him and slowly bit my lower lip.

     My dick was twitching under my boxers, making me realize how sensitive I actually became thanks to Damien’s constant training .

     Damien just literally kissed me, and now I’m feeling like this.

     “You fucking idiot,” I tell him, but I unzipped my pants anyways.

     I don’t remove my eyes from Damien’s intense stare while I removed my pants and boxers.

     I shivered a little when I felt the cold air brush past my cock.

     Damien glances at my exposed cock and licked his lips.

     I took a deep breath and showed Damien my hand.

     “ Make it wet for me daddy ,“ I say, suddenly not caring about this whole idea anymore.

     Damien smirked and gripped on my wrist, “My pleasure little pup.”

     Damien sticks his tongue out and starts licking on my palm. Then he sucks on my fingers one by one before letting go of my hand.

     When my hand was already hot and wet, I immediately lifted one of my legs and placed it on top of the dashboard. Then I slouched a little from my seat so I could reach for my asshole through the front.

     It wasn’t the most comfortable place for me to masturbate, but the thrill of being in an open area made me turned on even more.

     “Look at me while you pleasure yourself,” I heard Damien say, so I quickly looked back at him, and when our eyes met, I immediately shoved two fingers inside me.

     I bit my lip so I wouldn’t have to moan loudly. No one was going to hear, but somehow I was embarrassed.

     Damien growled and looked displeased. He stares at me and says, “Aren’t you gonna let daddy hear his most favorite sound?”

     “ Daddy…“

     “Come on, let it out. I wanna see how you pleasure yourself while I was away,” Damien continued to say.

     I took a deep breath and finally moaned loudly like what Damien wanted.

     “A-Ah shit…look at me daddy…look how dirty your little pup has become,” I say as I started to push and pull my own fingers inside my hole.

     Damien doesn’t say anything and just continued to stare at me.

     After a while, Damien leans forward and quickly gives me a peck.

     “Looks like you need help,” Damien tells me. He then sucks on two of his fingers before sliding them on my back and shoving it inside my hole, shocking me.

     “D-Damien…”

     “Too tight?” he teasingly asked, his fingers touching mine.

     I was about to pull my fingers out because the four fingers were stretching me too much. But Damien made sure I wouldn’t be able to so he pushed his fingers further inside.

     “ S-Shit… “

     Damien started moving his fingers in and out until I couldn’t do anything about it anymore.

     I bit my lip and let the pleasure get the best of me.

     A few more seconds later, I finally ended up releasing my seed without any warning.

    Damien smirked and pulled his hand away.

     “Makes you feel better doesn’t it?” Damien says, pulling his fingers out of me while I catch my breath.

     “Y-You’re an idiot…a fucking i-idiot,” I say as I pulled my hand out next.

     Damien chuckled and took out some tissues and hand sanitizers.

     He took some tissues and cleaned my cock for me. Then he cleaned his hands and took my own hand to clean it too.

     Afterwards he leans forward and kissed my forehead, “Sorry,” he suddenly tells me.

     I pouted and looked at him, “Apologizing for making me masturbate in front of you won’t make me feel any better.”

     Damien tilts his head to the side and smiles, “You’ve been feeling uneasy and awkward the whole ride. This was the only thing I could think of to finally make you…loosen up.”

     I looked at him with disbelief, and then I started laughing.

     “Y-You made me do this…so I wouldn’t be awkward anymore?” I asked, still laughing.

     Damien continued to smile before patting my head, “I’m your lover, not just some stranger. Don’t feel too tensed by just being alone with me, okay?”

     I finally stopped laughing and looked at Damien seriously.

     I knew it.

     Him making me do something weird had some secret explanation again.

    “Well then…let’s go,” Damien says with a smile, like what happened a few seconds ago never really happened at all.

     He pats my head again and starts the engine. And without anything else to say, we drove off.

     “So…” I started. 

     I cleared my throat and looked at him, “Where are we going exactly?”

     Damien doesn’t answer me, but instead, he grins from ear to ear.

     “Don’t worry, it’s nothing special. Just something I thought would help you relax and at the same time would help us become closer,” Damien answers me.

      “Please nothing too extravagant,” I say with a sigh.

     Damien laughs and doesn’t say anything else. Making me feel nervous on whether that laugh was a “ Don’t worry, it’s not extravagant “ laugh, or a “ You just read my mind “ laugh.

     But either way, Damien still didn’t say anything else after that.

     The whole drive was silent, but not the awkward silence that we had going on earlier. It was more of a relaxed silence.

     I opened the window and just felt the cold wind touch my face.

     Damien wasn’t driving as fast as I wanted him to, but I knew he had some “ past incident “ so I decided to just let things be.

     We continued to drive for hours, still not saying anything to each other. But I didn’t mind anymore.

     My eyes were slowly closing as I stare at the horizon in front of me. A few seconds later, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

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     I woke from the sound of glass shattering and a woman shouting angrily at someone.

     I slowly opened my eyes and realized that it was already dark out. The car was parked in front of an old looking diner that was covered in neon lights. The one you’d usually see in those cool aesthetically pleasing pictures in instagram.

     “Damien?” I asked as I looked at my left, stupidly surprising myself for actually seeing him there sitting beside me.

     “Good Evening,” he says as he exhales the smoke from the cigarette that he was actually holding.

     “Was I asleep for too long?” I asked as I massaged my shoulder because of the pain that I was feeling.

     Damien inhales and exhales the smoke before throwing his cigarette away. He then looks back at me and says, “You were actually asleep for at least seven hours.”

     My eyes widened from shock as I heard the answer, “Seven hours?!” I unintentionally shouted at him.

     “W-Why didn’t you wake me?” I asked him.

     Damien takes a deep breath and answered, “You looked tired, and I bet you didn’t have a decent sleep for two days either. So I just let you rest for a while.”

     Great, I just wasted seven hours of quality time with Damien.

     “Where are we then? Are we at the destination now?” I asked.

     Damien shakes his head as an answer. Then he goes out of the car and opens the door for me. He shows me his hand, and I grabbed it like a fucking princess as Damien pulled me out of the car.

     “Let’s eat. I’m hungry,” he simply answers me, glancing at the diner in front of us.

     I stared at the diner again, still very confused on where Damien actually brought me.

     So I was about to ask Damien a question again when another glass shatters. I flinched and quickly moved closer to Damien, my back hitting his hard chest.

     Damien grabbed my shoulder and laughed.

     “How is it possible that a grown man like you can be afraid of glass shattering?” Damien asked, but I glared at him and didn’t answer.

     “Come on. They serve the best food here. And it might look scary but the people here are nice,” Damien says as he was about to enter the diner.

     I looked at the window and saw dozens of men drinking. And it looks like some are even fighting each other.

     “ People here are nice? “ I asked myself, repeating what Damien just told me a few seconds ago.

     “Dane?” Damien called out, quickly making me look back at him, “Come on,” he says again.

     I gulped and immediately followed him inside the large but old diner. The moment we arrived inside, the noisy crowd automatically became silent.

     I tensed even more as I stared at the scary looking men in front of us.

     Does Damien even know these people?

     “Hunter!” someone suddenly shouts from behind the counter. Everyone moved aside, revealing an old woman who looked like she was on her fifties but was still rocking this full-face makeup and 4-inch heels.

     “Hunter?” I confusingly asked as the woman approached us.

     She stares at Damien for a few seconds and suddenly grabbed him for a hug.

     “Oh my, look how big you’ve become,” the woman says, smearing her lipstick on Damien’s cheeks.

     The inner possessive me wanted to push the old lady away, but the mature me literally just screamed, “ Are you seriously considering on pushing an old lady away?! “

     “It’s nice to meet you again Marie,” Damien says with a sweet smile. A smile that I haven’t really seen in a long time.

     This was like the smile that he showed me when he saw his family again.

     Everyone in the diner immediately went back to doing what they were doing afterwards, making the whole place noisy again.

     “It’s been years, how are you?” the woman named Marie asked.

     “I’ve been great actually,” Damien answered, then he quickly gestures his hand to me like he just remembered that I was actually beside him, “Oh, I want to introduce you to Dane Andrew McCartney.”

     The woman’s eyes widened as she heard my name, but before she could ask, Damien quickly adds, “Dane, this is Marie Cameron. She’s the owner of this diner.”

     I blinked and quickly transformed into the businessman version of me.

     I nodded my head and shook her hand, slightly shocking her on the sudden formality, “Dane Andrew McCartney, but Day would be okay.”

     Marie still looked shocked, but a few seconds later, she smiles and holds my hand with both of her hands, “It is an honor to finally meet you.”

     “Ha?” I confusingly asked her.

     Damien chuckles and pulled me towards him.

     “We’re hungry. Still know what I’d like to have?” Damien asked, his arms unknowingly around my shoulder now.

     I was blushing like a fucking idiot as Marie answered, “Are you kidding me? You order the same thing every time you’re here!”

     Marie and Damien laughed as we walked towards a table that was close to the counter.

     Damien finally lets go of me as I sat opposite to where he sat.

     “So…what would your handsome boyfriend want?” Marie suddenly asked as she looked at us.

      I blushed even more as I tried to hide my face from her.

      Great, she knows.

     Damien chuckles again and says, “I guess he’ll have what I have.”

     “Sure thing,” Marie says with a wink. Then she touches my shoulder and goes inside the kitchen.

     I took a deep breath and looked back at Damien, “Alright. Story time.”

     “Story time?” Damien asked, trying his best not to laugh again.

      I looked at Damien seriously, finally making him look serious as well.

      He sighs and looks at Marie coming out of the kitchen, “Someone brought me to this place. We go here at least three times a year, but those were one of the best days of my life.”

     I was shocked about the story, but somehow, I felt something else when I heard the story, “Who brought you?” I quickly asked instead.

     Damien stares at me, then seconds later he laughs, “You’re jealous already?”

     My face burned up again as I quickly looked away from him, “W-What? Jealous? I’m not that shallow Damien.”

     Damien doesn’t say anything for a few seconds. Then he holds my chin and turns my head so I could face him again.

     “Believe me, you being jealous of that person would make no sense at all,” he says, making me pout.

     But before I could ask who that person was again, Marie arrives with our food.

     “Here’s your five-star dinner. Enjoy,” Maries says as she places the meal in front of us.

     Apparently Damien’s usual was a plate of mixed vegetables, mashed potatoes, and chicken breast, and of course, a glass of cold beer.

     “It looks good Marie, thank you,” I say with a sincere smile.

     Marie smiles too and holds my shoulder again, “I’m glad. Please, enjoy your meal. It’s on me.”

     “Thank you Marie,” Damien says as Marie goes back to the counter.

     Damien and I talked about whatever as we ate our dinner.

     The noisy diner slowly became relaxing for some reason.

     I don’t know who brought Damien here, but somehow, I think I now know why he likes this place.

     It doesn’t look relaxing at first, but as soon as you blend in the crowd, you’d feel like you’re in a relaxing café like the one back home.

     “Hey Hunter,” Marie suddenly calls out, making Damien and I look back at her.

     Marie turns off the jukebox, making everyone quiet again. Then, she suddenly pulls out a guitar and shows it to Damien.

     “How about one song, like how you always do in the past,” Marie suddenly says, shocking me.

     I eyes widened as I looked back at Damien, “Y-you sing?! And play the fucking guitar too?!”

     How perfect can this hunk be? -Inner Conscience.

     This time, it was Damien’s turn to look embarrassed, “N-No, I don’t…well, not anymore.”

     “Oh come on Hunter! Don’t you want to impress your lover?” Marie says, making me love her all of a sudden.

     I looked back at her, and Marie suddenly winks like she was telling me that she got this .

     Damien looked embarrassed, but he suddenly gulps down his beer and stands up, making everyone in the diner cheer.

     My heart was beating fast as I looked at Damien walk towards the front.

     He takes the guitar from Marie’s hand and takes a tall chair. He sits down and faces me, making me smile like a freshly in-love teenager.

     “Alright, just one song,” Damien says as he strums the guitar.

    He then looks back at me, his gaze a little bit different than before. Like it was more intense.

    “I dedicate this song to the guy sitting right there,” Damien says as he points at me, making my heart skip a beat.

     I thought people would look at us weirdly, but surprisingly, they cheered.

     I never experienced something so cute like this. It’s making my heart feel like it’s going to explode.

      “Dane, you’re the most beautiful man I have ever met. Inside and out, you are outstanding. I love you…very much,” he sweetly says, and my eyes was suddenly teary by just hearing Damien declare his love to me in front of all these stranger without even looking embarrassed.

     “This is “S top and Stare” ,“ he continued as he starts strumming on the guitar.

    And when he opened his mouth, my whole world stopped.

https://youtu.be/x83-fZPCczk

“This town is colder now, I think it’s sick of us

It’s time to make our move, I’m shakin’ off the rust

I’ve got my heart set on anywhere but here

I’m staring down myself, counting up the years

Steady hands just take the wheel

Every glance is killing me

Time to make one last appeal

For the life I live

Stop and stare

I think I’m moving but I go nowhere

And yeah, I know that everyone gets scared

But I’ve become what I can’t be, oh

Stop and stare

You start to wonder why you’re here not there

And you’d give anything to get what’s fair

But fair ain’t what you really need

Oh, can you see what I see…“

• END -

(8) Sober Up

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     “Thank you,” Damien says as the crowd cheered.

     He puts the guitar down and runs to me like a child who just finished performing in a school talent show.

     “How was it?” he asked, like my opinion about his singing and guitar-playing ability was very important.

     He stares at me and suddenly looked shocked, “B-Babe, are you…okay?”

     I stared back at him, and then I immediately touched my cheeks, surprised that it was actually wet and I was actually crying.

     “Was it that good?” Damien teasingly asked as he sat down on his seat, still not removing his eyes on me.

     I laughed and immediately wiped the tear off my face. Damien smiles and leans forward to pat my head. Before I could say anything else, Marie arrives with two more bottles of beer.

     “Stick around and enjoy the night. Beers on me too,” Marie says with a wink.

    “Thank you,” Damien and I answered at the same time.

     Then Marie smiles and leaves the table to assist the other customers.

     “So…you gonna tell me how you learned how to play the guitar and sing like that?” I finally asked as I took a sip from my glass.

     Damien drank from the bottle and answered, “When I was a kid, my father used to sing songs to me. I got interested but never got a chance to learn it. So when I started working for your uncle, I bought a guitar and decided to start learning how to play it. I play it during my free time, and it feels like I’m closer to my father whenever I do so.”

     “You really were close to him,” I say, immediately regretting it when I remembered about the incident. But I ended up sighing in relief when Damien didn’t look pained or hurt. He was actually smiling when I told him about it.

     “I was. He was three-in-one. A father, a brother, and a friend. I was lucky to have him,” he sincerely says, making me smile. 

     “Well I know it would be weird to ask you this but I hope I could hear you play it again like how your father used to do when you were a kid.”

     Damien smiles and nods his head. Then we got back to drinking and talking to just whatever.

     A few hours later, everyone started dancing.

     With a wide smile on his face, Damien immediately stood up and grabbed my arm.

     “Baby come on! Lets dance!” Damien told me.

     I laughed and shook my head, “I don’t dance.”

     “So do I!” Damien answered, pulling me up from my seat.

     I laughed again and finally let Damien pull me.

     We danced beside the other customers while the music from the jukebox played.

     Damien playfully dances in front of me, so I did the same and just danced whatever. He then grabbed my arm and twirled me around, making me laugh even more.

    “You’re not as bad as I expected!” Damien shouted so I could properly hear him.

    “So are you!” I shouted back, but then the music suddenly became slower. And everyone who was dancing started to get the waitresses and just any woman who was sitting on their seats.

     Damien pulls away from me, and then he bows and grabs my hand to gently kiss it, “May I have this dance sir?”

     I laughed at how silly he was, but I bowed back anyway as I answered, “You may.”

     Damien pulled me close to him. I draped my arms around his neck while he touches my waist.

     I lean my head on his shoulder as Damien and I continued to sway with the music.

     No one was looking weirdly at us like how others would. Everyone was just enjoying themselves so I was glad that these scary-looking men weren’t as judgmental as other nice-looking people would.

     “ I hope we could be like this forever ,“ I whispered to Damien.

     “We will be. Whatever happened in the past will never happen to us again, I promise,” Damien says back.

     I took a deep breath and said, “I know I’m not perfect, and I know I’m not as strong as you are, but let me protect you too. Whether shit happens to us again or not, I hope you know that I will do everything to protect you too.”

     I then looked at Damien.

     He smiles and nods his head, then he presses his forehead on mine and said, “You are strong, maybe even stronger than me. So protect me until it hurts.”

     “Consider it done,” I say as I leaned forward to kiss him.

     The two of us kissed each other in the middle of the crowd who was also dancing with their own partners.

     I felt like I was in paradise. Like Damien and I were in our own little word.

     “ I love you ,“ Damien says when I pulled my lips away from him.

     “ I love you too, “ I answered back as I rested my head back on his shoulder.

      Damien and I danced and laughed until my legs couldn’t take it anymore. It got so late that I ended up sitting back on our seat, staring at Damien as he and Marie continued to dance the night away.

     I hiccupped and immediately drank from the bottled coke.

     I haven’t had this much fun ever since I graduated college. So I’m glad I could finally loosen up …like how Damien told me earlier.

     I don’t know where Damien is bringing me, but somehow this has been the greatest night of my life.

     I continued to stare at Damien happily dancing and talking to everyone who surrounded him. His smile melted me, and I was glad I was able to witness him act so carefree.

    This was a Damien that I definitely missed out five years ago.

     “Let’s be like this forever Damien,” I tell him, but I knew that he wasn’t going to hear me.

     I drank my coke but decided to continue drinking beer instead.

     As the night continued, I eventually got drunk and feel asleep.

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     “We’re almost at our room,” I heard Damien say.

     I slowly opened my eyes and realized that we were walking down a long hallway while Damien carried me at his back.

     I immediately smiled and grabbed his cheeks to squeeze it, “Baby! You’re here!” I shouted at him.

     Damien chuckles and says back, “Yes, I’m here. Just go to sleep, I’ll carry you to our room.”

     I laughed, thinking that what he said was somehow funny. When in fact, it wasn’t. Then I looked around and asked, “Where are we?”

     “At a hotel,” Damien answered.

     “Oh! We’re gonna have sex!” I shouted, raising my hands up like I just won something.

     Damien laughed, but I could see his ears turning red, like he was embarrassed of how I was acting.

     “ Keep your voice down. People might hear you, “ Damien softly told me.

     “But we’re gonna have sex right?” I asked, making it clear that Damien was going to fuck me tonight.

     “No, we’re not. We’re here to rest,” he answers me, quickly making me pout.

     “But I want you insi-”

     I was quickly cut off as Damien immediately barges inside a room.

     “Alright! Time to go back to bed,” Damien says as he gently puts me down.

     I sat on the bed and looked at Damien. Damien looks back at me and kisses my forehead, “Stay here and go to sleep. I’ll just get our things in the car.”

     “But daddy,” I whined, immediately making Damien growl.

     “Don’t make this hard for me baby,” Damien seriously tells me.

     He was about to leave the room, so I quickly pulled his pants towards me, his crotch facing my face.

     I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants, but Damien quickly pulled away and zipped his pants back up.

     “Dane, please…” he tells me, like he was begging me to just stop it.

     I pouted again and looked at him, “Do you not want me anymore?”

     Damien sighed and moved closer again. He brushed my hair back with his fingers and answered, “Oh baby I want you so much I could honestly die. But I am not fucking a drunk Dane.”

     I was going to answer him but I ended up vomiting on the floor instead.

     “See, now look what happened,” Damien says. Then he sighs and goes to the bathroom.

     He goes back with a wet cloth. He kneels in front of me and cleans my vomit on the floor.

     I was about to wipe my mouth with my bare hand when Damien suddenly grabbed my hand and stopped me. He takes out his handkerchief and cleans my mouth instead; “You should know how to control yourself when you drink.”

     I looked away and answered, “S-sorry.”

     Damien sighs and goes back to the bathroom with the dirty cloth and handkerchief.

     He cleans them and goes back to where I was, but now he was looking a little more pissed.

     “Please rest,” he tells me again, his voice lower and more demanding than before.

     I was about to decline again but decided not to say anything anymore.

     “Fine,” I say in defeat.

     Damien finally smiled and unbuttons my shirt. He removes my shirt and pants and made me lay down in bed.

     “Sleep. We have to leave early tomorrow,” he says.

     “At least cuddle me Nicholas,” I suddenly told him, making him chuckle.

     “You tend to call me Nicholas whenever you’re mad,” Damien says instead, making me angrily look at him.

     I thought he was going to decline me again, but instead, he sighs and removes his shirt.

     He then lies beside me and hugs me tightly.

     “Happy now?” he asked, making me smile and move my back closer to his chest.

     “Very happy,” I answered.

     “You are very stubborn when you’re drunk,” he tells me, “And apparently very horny too,” he suddenly adds.

     “Then why don’t you fuck me if you know I’m horny?” I asked him.

     Damien chuckles and kisses my head. He hugs me tighter and says in my ear, “ I’m not fucking a drunk version of you. So after you clear your head, and when you’re all sobered up…I’ll fuck you real hard until all your bad memories would go away, and all you could think about is how fucking amazing I was that night. “

     I smiled when I heard him say it, “You told me that before.”

     “That’s right. It was the night I first kissed you,” he says.

     I unknowingly touched my lip and said, “Our first kiss was amazing. But your kisses were always the best anyways so it doesn’t matter.”

     “Well I always give my little pup the best versions of me,” he sexily tells me, now making me feel conscious about the dick that’s touching my ass.

     My face becomes red and my whole body became hotter.

     I moved myself closer to it but Damien quickly stops me midway, “Don’t even think about it Andrew,” Damien teasingly says.

    “But-”

     “Go to sleep. And when you wake up I’ll consider giving you a taste of this Popsicle that you crave so much,” he suddenly tells me, making me imagine myself sucking his hard cock.

     “Now I really want you to fuck me,” I honestly tell him.

     Damien chuckles again and answered back, “Then hurry up and sober up for daddy.”

• END -

(9) The BEACH

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     I woke up because the light that was coming from the window was directly shining brightly on my face.

     I sat up and stretched my arms.

     I felt like shit. Then I realized I was inside a room that I wasn’t even familiar with.

     I immediately looked at the person who was sleeping beside me. I sighed in relief when I saw my boyfriend’s face.

     “ What the hell happened?“ I asked myself as I looked around.

      But when my eyes saw the floor, the memories immediately flashed right in front of me.

      The Diner, the diner owner Ms. Marie Carter, the dancing, the drinking, the vomiting on the hotel floor, and the…

     My face immediately turned red when I remembered how shamelessly I was begging Damien to have sex with me.

     “Shocking isn’t it,” Damien suddenly says, shocking me.

     I looked back at Damien as he sat back up to face me.

     I quickly looked away, my face still red because of complete embarrassment.

     Damien laughs and pulls my chin so I could look back at him, “Don’t worry, the people staying on the other rooms definitely did not hear you begging to have sex with me.”

     “You idiot!” I shouted as I took a pillow to hit him with it.

     Damien laughs hard as he tried to say, “W-what?! You did all the talking…none of those were my fault.”

     I pouted and rested my head on his shoulder, “That is so embarrassing.”

     Damien doesn’t say anything and just pats my head.

     But then, “So…you still want that popsicle?”

     My face quickly turned red when I heard Damien ask me that.

     I pulled away from him and stood up from the bed, “Nope, I’m fine. Thank you very much.”

     Damien chuckles and nods his head. Then he stood up and wore his shirt back, “Let me get our things so we could prepare and leave.”

     “Okay,” I simply answered as Damien leaves the room.

     I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.

     “Good job Day. You just made Damien meet the drunk version of you again,” I say out loud. Then I opened my eyes back and looked around.

     I still didn’t know where we were. So I went to the window and opened the curtain.

     I almost gasped when I saw the scenery.

     The view was breathtaking. The hotel that we were on was only a few meters away from the beach. There weren’t any buildings in the area anymore so the place looked totally peacefully.

     I stared at the beach, my heart pounding like I just saw the love of my life.

     I thought I was even gonna cry too! I cant believe I’m getting so emotional over a beach.

     “Babe I got our things,” Damien says when he go back.

     I quickly looked at him and asked, “Damien! Why are we leaving early?! This place looks amazing!”

     Damien puts our things on the bed and answered, “Well that’s because I only reserved this room for a day.”

     “B-But…babe…the BEACH!” I tell him, making Damien laugh.

     “Well we can go to the beach if you want. But of course, we have to leave the room,” Damien answers me, making me literally jump around like a kid.

     “Alright, get ready so we could eat breakfast,” Damien says.

     I immediately kissed him before running to the bathroom to take a bath.

     It took me at least five solid minutes before finishing up.

     While I was looking for good clothes to wear to the beach, Damien comes out of the bathroom butt naked. He was only holding a small towel to help dry his hair.

     He was as hot as I first saw him, but I ignored him and continued searching for clothes.

     “Babe,” he called out, making me look back at him again.

     “What?” I asked him.

     He walks towards me and holds my waist, “Are you seriously going to ignore my effort to seduce you just for beach clothes?”

     I smirked and answered him, “Yes,” then I went back to looking at the bag.

     Damien chuckled and nods his head in defeat. He then wore his own clothes. 

     He wore something simple so I decided to just wear a blue floral shirt. I wore my shades and remembered, “I think I placed a sunblock here,” then I started scavenging the bag again.

     Damien takes his own bag and sat on the chair and asked, “Why is the beach so important to you?”

     I paused and don’t look at him as I answered, “That’s because I haven’t been to one.”

     I could hear Damien dropping something, obviously shocked on what I just answered.

     “H-how is that possible?” he asked, but with a more shocked tone.

     I finally found the sunblock, so I placed in on the side and looked back at Damien.

     “Well my parents were very protective so I never really got out much. When I was growing up uncle Hael was always busy too. And come on, I live in the city; there are literally no beaches there. But I have seen them from afar when I’m on the plane or when we drive pass them. But I never touched the water before,” I explained.

     Damien’s mouth was still wide open from shock.

     “How is it possible that I grown-ass man like you has never swam in a beach before?” Damien asked, now standing up.

     He goes to me and grabs my shoulder, “Dane…you could have told me earlier!”

     “W-Well…I didn’t know we were even going to a place where there would be a beach,” I honestly answered.

     Damien took a deep breath and quickly says, “Dane, don’t worry. Daddy will make sure you have the greatest first-time beach experience ever!”

---

     “Did you forget anything else?” Damien asked while he waited for me outside the room.

     I shake my head and answered, “Nope.”

     “Then let’s go,” he says.

     I went out and locked the door to join Damien.

     “By the way, did you have a good sleep last night?” I asked him.

     Damien nods his head and answered, “Yeah. Thankfully when you’re drunk, you’re as stiff as a stick.”

     “Well then, you’re welcome,” I answered, making Damien laugh.

     While we were walking down the hallway, I suddenly saw a sexy woman in bikini walking towards us.

     I eyed her as she looked at Damien from head to toe.

    She flirtatiously smiles, making me glare at her.

    Damien was carrying all our things, but he suddenly grabbed my hand with his free hand anyways so he could intertwine our hands together.

     The sexy lady got shocked and immediately looked away.

     My face burned up as I glanced at Damien.

    I expected Damien to be smirking because of how jealous I was again, but instead, Damien had an expressionless face.

    I smiled and continued to walk hand in hand with my lover who knows my feelings perfectly well.

---

     “I’ll take these back to the car. You return the key,” Damien says as he removes his hand from mine so he could head to the parking lot.

     I returned the key like what Damien said.

     I was about to leave when another beautiful woman slips right in front of me.

      Why is a gay man like you seeing so many gorgeous women today!? - Inner Conscience.

     More like gorgeous bitches

• Inner Inner Conscience.

    “Ah shit,” she cursed.

     I stared at her and realized that she was all wet, like she just got back from swimming at the beach. She was wearing a barely dry white shirt over her wet bikini.

     I immediately went to her and showed her my hand, “Are you okay?”

     The woman lifts her head to look at me. But instead of answering, her eyes widened from shock as she stares at me directly in the eye.

     “Ma’am are you okay?” I asked again.

     The woman shakes her head and practically slaps her own head, “Shit…yeah…stupid…I mean, sorry…I’m fine.”

     I looked at her confusingly but continued to show her my hand.

     She suddenly blushes and lifts her hand to grab my hand back, but before she could do so, Damien arrived and grabbed her by the arm and pulled her up so she could stand.

     “Great, you can stand,” Damien says with a forced smile.

     The woman looked back at Damien and almost tripped again when he saw Damien’s face.

     “Y-You know each other?” the woman asked, blushing even more.

     Well I wouldn’t lie; Damien looks like a model. I wouldn’t even blame her because that’s my exact reaction when I first saw Damien too.

     “ Girl I feel you, “ I mentally told her.

    The gorgeous woman then tries her best not to show off her smile as she tucks her wet hair behind her ear.

     But her expression quickly changed like the woman at the hallway as she heard Damien’s answer, “Oh yeah…he’s my boyfriend, “ Damien answered, emphasizing the word boyfriend.

    Now it was my turn to blush.

    “Nicholas,” I scolded, but Damien doesn’t say anything.

     The woman was obviously shocked. She stares at Damien and I without saying a single word.

     I was going to snap my fingers in front of her face when someone suddenly shouts, “Honey! What are you doing?!”

     Damien and I turned around and saw another gorgeous woman walking towards us.

     “Babe,” the woman calls out as the other woman approached her.

     “Babe?!” Damien and I asked in unison.

     Now it was our turn to be shocked.

     “What are you doing with these men?” the other woman asked, practically glaring at us.

     “N-No…babe. I tripped and they kinda helped me out,” the woman – who was apparently gay too – explained.

     Her girlfriend finally looked less tensed as she looks back at us, “Oh, is that so? Thank you then. And sorry, she can be a klutz sometimes.”

     “Vanessa,” the woman shyly says, hitting Vanessa’s shoulder.

     “Well…no problem,” I awkwardly answered.

    “Oh yeah, and babe, they’re a couple!” the girl suddenly excitedly told her girlfriend.

     Vanessa finally looked even more less protective when she heard about the news. She stares at Damien and I and started shaking our hands.

    “Well why didn’t you say so! I’m Vanessa by the way, and this is my wife Luisa,” Vanessa tells us.

     Wife?!

     Can anything else surprise me today?!     

     “H-Hi,” I answered, trying to absorb everything.

     While I was acting like an anti-social person who was forced to greet his relatives in a family reunion, Damien on the other hand looked like a pro. Obviously because he’s a person who talks to people for a living, while I sat on a desk facing a computer the whole day.

     “It’s nice to meet the two of you. I’m glad to meet a couple that’s happily married like you guys,” Damien says, shaking their hands too.

     A few seconds ago he looked like he wanted to kill Luisa, now he looks like he’s willing to invite them for a friendly dinner.

     “Marriage is risky, but it strengthens your relationship. Well, only if you end up marrying the right person,” Vanessa explained, quickly making me glance at Damien.

     “Babe we gotta head back to our room,” Luisa tells her.

     Vanessa nods and looks back at us again, “We’re glad to have met you too. Just by looking at you two, I could tell you’re a couple whose been through shit.”

     “ You said it, “ I whispered, but it was still loud enough for them to hear.

     Luisa and Vanessa laughed at my side comment.

     “Well like marriage, trials strengthen the relationship too. Especially with couples who are like…us,” Luisa explained next, and I swear that I could literally see in her eyes that she had faced a lot of criticism in the past too.

     “Well it was nice meeting you! Thank you again!” Luisa says before leaving with her wife Vanessa.

     Damien and I stood there for a couple of seconds. Then, we looked at each other and started laughing.

     “Well that escalated quickly,” Damien tells me, making me laugh even more.

     “Guess some guys just really have this thinking that any girl who talks to them are low-key flirting with them,” I explained, making Damien nod his head in agreement.

     “But they did look happy together,” I honestly say, unknowingly smiling by just thinking about them.

     “Aren’t we?” Damien suddenly asked.

    I blinked and looked back at Damien. Then I smiled and nodded my head, “We don’t just look happy. We ARE happy.”

     Damien smiles back. He then drapes his arm around my shoulder and said, “So boyfie…should we head to the beach?”

     I looked at him and smiled widely, “I thought you’d never ask.”

    Damien and I quickly walked our way to the beach. And like how I expected, it was stunning.

    “It’s beautiful!” I shouted as I pulled away from Damien so I could run towards the water.

     I immediately removed my shirt and just threw it on the ground.

     I walked further and let the waves touch my feet for the very first time.

    The sudden contact made me laugh, then, I started feeling teary.

     The water was beautiful…

     It was breathtaking…

    And maybe the reason why I fell in love with it as soon as I saw it was because it reminded me so much of Damien’s tantalizing eyes.

     “Hey Dane!” Damien called out.

     I looked over my shoulder as he continued, “What are you waiting for?!”

     I smiled widely and looked back at the sea. 

     Without caring about anything, I ran.

• END -

(10) Wet [m]

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     I ran until the water was as high as my knees.

     I was laughing like an idiot as I looked down to see my toes touching the sand. It felt so unreal that I thought I was just dreaming.

     “You seem like you’re enjoying it,” Damien says while walking towards me.

      I brightly smiled and looked up at him, “It’s amazing!”

     “Why don’t you go further?” he asked.

     I shake my head and simply answered him, “I can’t swim.”

     Damien stares at me for a couple of seconds before finally bursting out a laugh, “A man who is obsessed with beaches…can’t even swim,” he tells me, making me look at him angrily.

     “I told you I haven’t swam in the ocean before!” I shouted at him.

     “I know, I know,” he says.

     Damien finally stopped laughing.

     He puts out some things from inside his pockets. Then he takes off his shirt and uses it to cover the rest of his things before stepping into the water.

     With a wide smile on his face, he walks closer to me and shows me his back.

     “Hop on,” he says.

     I smiled like a kid and quickly draped my arms around his neck and got on his back.

     When I was secured, he starts walking further.

     “Was this what you expected?” he asked.

    I rest my chin on his shoulder and answered, “It’s even better than I imagined.”

     “Well then I’m glad we got to be in the hotel where there’s a beach,” Damien tells me. Then he continues, “Seeing you happy is the best thing I could ever hope for.”

     “You always say the sweetest things,” I tell him.

     Damien chuckled and answered back, “That’s because you give me the best reactions when I do so.”

     I was about to answer him when Damien suddenly stopped.

     He removes my hand around his neck, immediately making me fall off him.

     The water was so deep that when I touched the ground, my head was a few inches further away from the top.

     I was about to panic but Damien immediately grabbed my arm and pulled me up.

     Damien was taller than me so the water was only as high as his neck.

     I quickly inhaled and draped my arms around his neck again, but facing him this time. Damien chuckles and hugs me by the waist.

     “Why did you suddenly drop me!?” I angrily shouted at him.

     Damien laughed again and quickly gave me a kiss, “Well I was able to catch you didn’t I?”

     “My feet touched the ground you idiot! You didn’t catch me! You pulled me up!” I shouted again, making Damien laugh even more.

     “You are such a 10-year-old sometimes Dane,” he teasingly tells me.

    I don’t say anything anymore, and I guess Damien noticed that I was a little pissed now, so he moves closer to me until his hard chest touched mine.

     To ease my temper, Damien kisses me.

     When I finally relaxed a little, Damien kissed me again, but deeper this time.

     He sticks out his tongue and slides it inside my mouth.

     I close my eyes and let my tongue do the work.

     When he pulls away, Damien starts kissing my cheek, and then licks my neck.

     I moaned when he suddenly bit my shoulder too.

     “Good, you have a boner ( yup ) now,” he suddenly tells me, immediately making me open my eyes by what he just said.

     My face turned red from embarrassment.

     “Well whose fault is it!” I quickly defended.

     Damien smirked and bit my lower lip, “Yours.”

     “What?!”

     “Do you know how much mental stamina I had to use just so I could decline you last night? I wanted to shove my dick inside you so badly that I literally had to mentally punch myself just so I wouldn’t do it. And then this morning…you completely rejected me!” he suddenly rants; making me remember that he was literally seducing me earlier.

     I bit my lower lip and looked away, “W-Well…if you want it so badly then-”

     I paused and looked back at Damien, regretting it because he already had a smirk on his face, like he knew exactly what I was going to say next.

    “ Beach sex? “ he suddenly whispered, making me turn red even more.

     “D-Don’t just say that!” I told him.

     “Why? No one’s going to hear anyways,” Damien tells me. Then I looked around and realized that there weren’t anyone here at all.

     “So…you wanna do it in the ocean or on the sand?” Damien embarrassingly asked me, making me pull my other hand away so I could hit him.

    “Seriously? Do you even have to ask me that?” I jokingly asked him.

     Then suddenly, Damien looked at me seriously and answered, “So daddy can pick?”

     I gulped and seriously thought I was gonna lose it because of how hot Damien sounded when he asked me that.

     But without even waiting for my answer, Damien puts me in his back again and starts swimming back to shore.

     “On the sand then,” he suddenly says, shocking me.

     “W-What?! You were serious?!” I asked, but Damien doesn’t answer me anymore.

     When we arrived near the shore, Damien puts me down and holds my hand.

     We walk back to where our things were. Then he lets go of my hand so he could take his shirt and place it on the sand.

     When he looked back at me, he quickly devours my lips again.

     He touches my waist and pulls me closer so our bodies could touch each other.

     Damien was acting so aggressive that it was honestly turning me on.

     “Damien…someone m-might see,” I said when we parted from the kiss.

     “Then let them see,” Damien answered instead, kissing me on my neck, shoulder, and chest.

     Then he goes down on his knees and suddenly pulled my shorts down.

     I quickly covered myself and looked down at Damien, “Damien, this is embarrassing.”

     “Exciting,” he corrected me with a smirk.

    Then he pulls my hand away, revealing my already throbbing cock. Damien smirked when he saw that it was already reacting by just his kisses.

     My cock was so exposed that the hair on my skin suddenly stood.

     I looked around, praying that no one would come.

     “Let daddy enjoy your Popsicle first,” Damien suddenly says, putting my cock inside his mouth without even warning me.

    Well technically he did warn you– Inner Conscience.

    Shut up.

     “ D-Damien ,“ I say under my breath as I grabbed a hold of his hair.

     Damien starts sucking on it; his hot tongue making me go harder and harder.

     He then pushes further, my cock almost touching his throat.

     “ A-Ah daddy…daddy it’s so deep, “ I say, finally giving in.

     Damien pulls out, but then he suddenly starts sucking on my balls too, making me moan even more.

    “You like that little pup?” he asked me, but I obviously couldn’t answer anymore.

    Damien puts my cock back inside his mouth again. It felt so good that my hips started to move on its own now.

     I pushed myself deeper, almost chocking him.

    “S-Shit…I’m gonna cum. Daddy…let me cum inside you,” I tell him. And without pulling away, I shot my load inside Damien’s hot mouth.

     When Damien pulled out, my legs immediately became weak. I drop in front of him, our faces now facing each other.

     Damien smirked and brushed my hair back with his fingers, “Tired?”

     I don’t say anything and just nodded my head as an answer.

     Damien now grins as he said, “Well too bad.”

     He pulls my arm and made me lie down on his shirt.

    He immediately goes on top of me and looks down so he could see my face, “Because now it’s daddy’s turn to feel fucking good.”

    He puts his shorts down, revealing his already throbbing cock.

    I stare at it and unknowingly lick my lips. I really must be obsessed of Damien’s cock that I end up begging for it when I’m drunk.

     “You like that don’t you?” Damien suddenly asks me.

    He positions his cock on my entrance, making me immediately shiver just because of the sudden contact.

     Damien doesn’t put it in yet so I move further into it.

     He lowly chuckles and teasingly says, “My little pup is so eager now.”

     I bit my lip and don’t say anything.

     Damien smirks and holds his cock, and then he uses it to hit my entrance, making me flinch because of how good it felt.

     “Don’t worry, this million dollar dick is all yours baby boy,” he sexily tells me, finally putting the tip inside.

    But then he pulls it back out, making me whimper, “Daddy stop teasing,” I finally tell him.

     And without even saying anything, Damien shoved his enormous cock inside me.

     My eyes widened from shock as the pain escalated through my entire body.

     I immediately grabbed Damien’s waist and squeezed it.

     “ F-Fuck…Daddy it hurts…A-Ah it hurts ,“ I tell him.

     Damien stops and doesn’t move inside me when he saw my reaction.

     He leaned forward and kissed my forehead.

      “Sorry, you look fucking hot when you beg that I couldn’t help it anymore,” he suddenly tells me. Then he licks his two fingers and uses it to rub the sides of my hole to ease it.

     He massages it until I could finally relax.

     “Does it still hurt?” he asked with a concerned expression.

     I took a deep breath and pulled Damien towards me so I could drape my arms around his neck, “ You can move now, “ I whispered to him.

     Damien smiles and slowly pushes himself further inside, making me moan from the pleasure of it.

    “T-That’s it daddy. Push it deeper. I want it all inside, let me have it all,” I demandingly tell him, making him push himself deeper until there wasn’t anything else to push inside.

     He was so deep inside me that my heart was already beating so fast because of the pleasure.

     The thought of doing it out in the open was making me turned on even more too.

     But when Damien grabbed my legs and placed it on top of his shoulders, I thought I’d end up fainting because of how good his dick was positioned inside.

     “ Daddy…t-that’s it…“

     Damien doesn’t say anything and starts thrusting in and out.

     He was moving so fast like there was no tomorrow.

     He was so intense that I didn’t care about moaning loudly anymore. I didn’t care if anyone heard, or even saw. The only thing that I cared about now was that Damien and I were fucking enjoying ourselves.

     “S-Shit! Yes! Harder daddy! Harder! Make your slutty little pup let out your favorite sound,” I told him.

     Damien continued to push and pull himself inside me.

     I was feeling so tensed that my asshole started getting tighter, immediately making Damien stop moving.

     It was his turn to moan now.

    “A-Ah baby…loosen up for daddy a little,” he says, panting heavily.

     “Do you not like it tight?” I teasingly asked him.

    Damien smirks and answered me, “I fucking love it. But I’d love it even more if I can thrust inside my baby.”

     I gulped and nodded my head.

     I take another deep breath and tried relaxing myself again. And when I finally loosened up, Damien slowly pulls away. Then, he’d shoved himself back in that I’d end up shouting every time he would do so.

     “More! Daddy more!”

     Damien fastened his pace. And I knew that we were both inches away from cumming because of it.

     “I’m…I-I’m about to cum,” Damien finally tells me.

     “Inside…shoot it all inside me,” I say, making him nod.

     Damien thrusts faster.

     Seconds later, his hot cum starts oozing out of his cock.

     I exhaled and closed my eyes from the pleasure, cumming again for the second time.

     Damien puts my legs down and pulls out of me, making me exhale again. He lies beside me, both of us panting heavily because of our intense by-the-beach sex.

     “That was one of our best sex yet,” he suddenly tells me, making me laugh.

     “You’re seriously an idiot,” I tell him, making him laugh next.

     He then stands up and shows me his hand, “Wanna swim naked?” he suddenly asked me.

     I laughed and thought he was joking. But then he pulls me up and we both ran towards the sea, butt naked.

     “Damien you idiot!” I shouted at him.

    “I know! But I’m your idiot!” he shouts back.

    We both laughed and took a quick swim.

    This was my first ever beach experience. And thanks to Damien, it was an experience that I’d never ever forget.

    Because like the elevator, the beach will never be the same again.

• END -

(11) Photographs

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     I put my hands out, feeling the wind from outside the car window while I sang Simple Plan’s Summer Paradise.

     Damien glances at me and laughs.

     “Well look who’s happy,” Damien tells me, making me look at him with a bright smile.

     “Did you really enjoy the beach? Or did you enjoy the beach sex?” Damien asked, making me chuckle.

     “I enjoyed the beach of course,” I jokingly say, making Damien grab my nose to squeeze it.

     “You are such a liar Dane Andrew McCartney. I should call you Pinocchio instead,” he tells me, making me laugh.

     I pushed his hand away and playfully stick my tongue out.

    But suddenly, Damien leans forward and sucks my tongue, immediately making me hit him.

     “Babe!” I shout, making him laugh.

     “Oh yeah. Gotta stop at a gas station first,” he tells me, pointing at the gas station a few meters away.

     “You really know this place don’t you,” I tell him, but Damien just smiles and doesn’t say anything.

     When we arrived at the gas station. Damien goes out and manually fills the gas in.

     I moved to the driver’s seat and lean myself out of the window.

     “Daddy buy some snacks too,” I tell him, pointing at the convenient store on the left.

     Damien grins and puts the gas pump back.

     “Well I gotta spoil my baby right?” he says with a wink.

     “Be right back,” he adds before leaving to buy me some snacks.

     I move back to my seat and patiently wait for Damien. But its been at least 3 minutes now so I ended up looking through Damien’s car to distract my boredom.

     I opened up the armrest on the side and saw dozens of old albums. But the one that got my attention was the small digital camera tucked behind the albums.

     “Why does Damien have an old digital camera?” I asked myself, expecting it to be out of battery.

     But when I pushed the power button, the camera surprisingly  turns on.

     “Huh? It’s even fully charged,” I say.

     Then, I opened the gallery. 

     My eyes suddenly widened from shock when I saw what was inside.

     It wasn’t a sex video, or anything dirty like that. But instead, it was stolen pictures of me!

     These were pictures of me while we were on this trip.

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     This was when we were at that diner.

     Damien must have taken this when I fell asleep.

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     This was when we were at the hotel.

     He probably took this when I finally calmed down after asking him to fuck me repeatedly.

     Seriously, I look like shit here. But I don’t want to sound boastful or anything, but I kinda still look fucking cute while being wrapped like that.

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     This was when I was looking for the sunscreen in my bag.

    So while he was sitting down on the seat in front of me, he was actually secretly taking a photo of me. How the hell did I not notice that?

     I clicked on the next arrow and saw the fourth photo.

     And I almost teared up when I saw it.

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    It was me staring at the beach.

    So while I was staring at the beach, Damien was actually staring back at ME.

    Seriously…this man.

    “I could be a photographer with that amount of picturing skills,” Damien suddenly says, making me drop the camera from shock.

     Damien laughs and opens the door.

    “No need to be jumpy,” he says, quickly making me pick up the camera and checking if it was okay.

    “So you were secretly taking pictures of me?” I ask him as I put the camera back to where I found it.

     Damien goes inside the car and gives me the paper bag full of snacks.

    “Well I wanted to capture the moment,” he says with a grin, starting the engine.

    “But why didn’t you tell me? We could have taken the pictures together,” I tell him.

     When we drove away from the gas station, Damien answered, “Well I wanted to capture the genuine ones.”

     “A.K.A my sleeping face,” I say, making Damien chuckle.

     “Your sleeping face is always the most genuine moments,” he answers me.

    I smiled and finally told him, “Thank you.”

    Damien doesn’t answer, probably shocked on why I suddenly thanked him.

     “The photos…it looks beautiful,” I continued, making Damien smile back.

     “You’re beautiful,” he suddenly says, and I don’t know how he always manages to make my heart flatter with his sweet words.

     “Anyways, what did you buy?” I quickly ask before I start tearing up for no reason again.

    “Check it out,” he says, quickly making me look at the bag.

    Inside were a few chips, chocolate bars, and two bottles of water.

    “Looks perfect,” I say, putting out the bag of chips and putting the rest of the snacks on the back seat.

     I opened the chip, laughing by the fact that it was seventy percent air and thirty percent product.

     “Bon appétit,” I say anyways. Eating the chips while looking out the window.

     “We’re close to our destination by the way,” Damien suddenly says, making me quickly look back at him.

    “We are?!” I excitedly ask like a kid, and Damien nods his head as an answer.

    “Three more hours of driving and we’ll be there. It’s not much but I’m very excited for you to see it,” Damien tells me, making me ten times more excited.

     “So before we get there, why don’t we reminiscence?” Damien suddenly tells me.

     I chuckle and take another bite of my chips.

    “Open you mouth first,” I tell him, and Damien obediently follows.

    I take a few chips and feed him before saying, “Alright, what do you want to talk about Mr. Collins?”

   “Remember my Noah Price days? When I became a one-day model for EXRay Media?” He suddenly asks me, making me remember the photo that became the reason why Damien made me masturbate in the car.

     My face burnt up so I quickly looked out of the window and answered, “Yeah. I remember it very well actually.”

     “Well there was a hidden story that I didn’t get to tell you that time,” he suddenly says, making me look back at him again.

     “A hidden story?” I asked, now intrigued.

     While concentrating on the road, Damien started with the said story, “Everyone in the photography team knew we had something going on that time,” Damien suddenly reveals, shocking me.

     “What?!” I practically shouted at him.

     “Well, Mr. Peters and the rest of his team talked to me before the photoshoot. The actual plan was actually a photoshoot with another female model.”

     “A female model?” I asked, completely clueless.

     “Yup. They showed me a picture of this beautiful looking woman and told me I’ll be debuting with her. It was like a vampire couple concept, and I honestly thought it was a good idea,” he explains.

     Then he glances at me and says with a smirk, “But I told them my boyfriend Day would probably pull me out of this project if we continue with the idea so they immediately removed the female model.”

     I looked at him with shock.

     “You did not,” I say, making him laugh.

     “Yup. And the female staff was literally fan girling over the fact that you were drooling at me during the shoot,” he says with a grin, making me hit him with the empty bag of chips.

     “Nicholas!” I shouted, making him laugh even more.

     “No wonder Mr. Peters was so persistent about confirming my relationship with you. He even gave me a talk about how I can’t be in a relationship with a company model,” I tell him.

     “But that was the best day of my life. Thanks to you I got to experience something else than just being a pet,” he says, making me not get mad at him anymore.

     I smile and answered back, “You’re welcome then. And…thanks. Honestly the female model would have made me very jealous.”

     I was about to lick my fingers, but Damien grabs my hands and licks it himself.

     “I knew it you were gonna say that,” he casually says, making me pout.

     “Licking the cheese off the fingers was the best part!” I angrily tell him.

     Damien looks at me again like I was a kid, “Then lick mine,” he suddenly says, showing me his hand.

     I turn red and quickly pushed his hand away, “You are seriously…”

     Damien laughs.

     Then, we continued with the drive while talking about the time we were young and full of uncertain emotions.

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     “Babe, we’re here,” Damien suddenly calls out, making me slowly open my eyes.

     Great, I fell asleep again.

     “Where are we?” I asked, rubbing my eyes.

     “Take a look,” Damien answers as he parks the car at the side.

     I looked at the window and saw the sea.

     My eyes widened from shock as I immediately went out of the car to get a better view. Damien follows and goes out of the car as well.

    Beside the sea was a small town.

    I had no idea where we were but somehow, it felt so familiar at the same time.

    “Where are we? What is this place?” I asked without looking at him.

     “Babe, let me take a picture of you before I reveal where we really are,” Damien says instead.

    I laughed and looked at Damien. Then I made a ’ peace sign ’ in front of the camera.

    Damien smiles and takes a picture.

     “Alright, now answer me. What is this place Nicholas?” I asked him again.

     Damien drapes his arms around my shoulder and says, “Well…I welcome you to Blue Dane Sea Side.”

     “Blue Dane Sea Side?” I confusingly asked.

     Damien smiles and kisses my head before answering, “Your family’s hometown. It’s the place where they got your name.”

• END -

(12) Family

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     “Your family’s hometown. It’s the place where they got your name,” Damien suddenly tells me, making my eyes widen from shock.

     “N-No…you’re lying,” I tell him with disbelief.

     Damien chuckles and lets go of me; “Your uncle Hael brings me here in the past. Like I told you before, we come here three times a year. So yes, the person who brought me to Marie’s diner that you got jealous of was Hael.”

     My cheeks burn as I remember the time I totally wanted to kill the person who brought Damien to the diner that I didn’t know about.

     I was seriously willing to kill my already dead uncle! How terrible could I be?!

    “Damien,” I call out as I looked at him.

     Damien doesn’t say anything and just held my cheeks as I looked at him straight in the eye and say, “I have never been here babe. Do you know how important this is to me?”

     “ I know, “ he whispers at me as he kisses my forehead.

     Then he wipes the tears that were slowly falling down my eyes.

     I was so happy. And I knew that Damien was happy to see me happy too.

     “Do you want to look around?” Damien finally asks me.

     I take a deep breath and nod my head. Damien takes my hand and intertwines our fingers together.

     “Blue Dane Sea Side,” I unconsciously say as Damien and I started walking towards the town.

     “If I remember right, the founder of this place had Dane as his first name, which is why they named the place after him. Hael goes here to visit his mother, AKA your grandmother,” Damien suddenly says, making me stop walking.

     “My grandmother’s alive?” I asked from shock.

    Damien takes a deep breath and nods his head, “I feel bad that I’ve met her first before her own grandchild. But Hael wanted me to keep it a secret from you. He didn’t want others to find out you were related to him and to his family, which basically is your family as well. Because as you may also know, you being a McCartney was very problematic and dangerous before,” Damien says with a sad expression.

     I nod my head as an understanding. Squeezing his hand to silently tell him that it’s okay, and he shouldn’t feel bad about it.

     Damien obviously isn’t at fault here because he did what he had to do to protect me. If there was someone to blame, it should have been me. I had so many opportunities to look for my past, or for any other family members that I had left, but I didn’t. Instead, I wasted my life with work, forgetting how to actually live my life with others.

     I waited for Damien for five years, not caring that my real family – the people who I have the same blood with – is actually waiting for me too.

     “You’re right, being a McCartney is hard. But my uncle and my father wore that surname with pride. I don’t know how to thank you enough for bringing me here,” I honestly say, and finally, Damien smiles.

    “Your uncle would have wanted you to, and so does your father,” Damien says back.

    I smiled and both of us continued walking again.

     “Hael said you were born here, but you were very sickly. So your parents decided to bring you to the big city so you could get better treatments. And apparently you never went back here after that,” Damien suddenly tells me.

     I chuckled and don’t look back at him, “It’s funny how you know me better than me.”

     “I’m sorry,” he suddenly says, not looking at me as well.

     “Why are you apologizing? I should be thanking you for this. Without you, I wouldn’t have known anything,” I say, making Damien smile again.

     When we arrived at the town, it wasn’t as populated as I expected. There were at least twenty people walking the streets. In the city, these twenty people are only the customers of the coffee shop we always go to. So twenty people for me is a very small number.

     It was very peaceful like Damien’s hometown too. But instead of hunters, the place was filled with fishers.

     There was a diner, a police station, a small school, a few houses, and a lot of stores that sold fishes, shells, and any sea related items.

     I expected people to greet Damien too, but all of them ignored us.

     Not like Damien’s hometown, no one welcomed us, which actually surprised me because I thought Damien would be well-known here too since my uncle has brought him here a couple of times.

     “Do they not recognize you?” I finally asked him.

     Damien looks around. Some were looking at us, but no one approached or said a single word to us.

     “No. Hael would usually drive directly to your grandmother’s house, and we only stay there and immediately leave afterwards. Somehow Hael was being cautious about people finding out he visited here. He was scared the Big Dogs might end up targeting his grandmother or the people whole live here,” Damien explains, making me understand my uncle’s motives.

     I remember the time the big dogs went to Damien’s hometown and practically threatened everyone there. I guess that’s the scenario that my uncle was avoiding.

     “Other than my grandmother, do I have other relatives?” I asked next.

     “Other than Hael and your father, that’s all I know. Hael said your grandfather died when he and your father were still young so they never had any siblings,” Damien answers me.

     Afterwards, we continued walking towards the street that was filled with houses now.

    Damien knew exactly where he was going, so when we got to at the fifth house, he stops and looks at me, “Well…welcome to the McCartney residence Dane.”

    I took a deep breath and turned to look at the house.

    I don’t remember the old-looking house at all, but somehow, it felt like home.

   My heart suddenly starts aching for some reason, but I knew it was because the emotions were taking over me again, “My uncle and my father grew up here,” I say, but it wasn’t directed towards Damien.

    Damien doesn’t say anything and lets go of my hand so I could take a step closer.

    I stared at the yellow house, the grass and the flowers on the front yard, the mailbox that had drawings that uncle or my father would have drawn in the past, and a small sign that said McCartney Residence.

     Just looking at the place made me teary.

     “ Home, “ I whispered to myself. Then I quickly looked at Damien and fixed myself, “D-Do I look okay? Should we have brought something? L-Like a fruit basket or…or a-”

     Damien suddenly grabbed my shoulders and squeezed it, “Babe, relax.”

    I stopped and looked at Damien’s blue eyes that somehow help me ease myself.

    “Take a deep breath and relax,” he tells me, making me do what he suggested.

    “You don’t need to do anything because you look fine, and believe me when I say your grandmother wouldn’t even care how you’d look. Just go there, knock on the door, and happily welcome yourself to your home,” Damien says, making me nod my head in determination.

     “A-alright, I can do this. I can man up and meet my grandmother that I have never met for almost 30 plus years,” I say, making Damien low-key chuckle.

     I took a deep breath and finally walked towards the door.

     The door looked old, and I was honestly afraid to knock loudly because it might suddenly fall apart if I do.

     “Here it goes,” I say instead as I finally not so hard   knock on the door while Damien stood behind me.

     My heart was beating fast for some reason.

     This was a really big deal for me.

     This will be the first time I’ll be meeting a relative since my parents and uncle’s death.

     “Who is it?” a woman from inside shouted, making me even more nervous.

     I heard footsteps approaching, and finally, after a few seconds, the door swings open, revealing a woman who looks younger than I expected.

     The woman looks at me confusingly, then suddenly, his eyes widened as she said, “Hunter?!”

     She ignores me completely and runs towards Damien to hug him.

     Great, my grandma loves Damien more than me.

     “Wilma, how are you?” Damien happy asks, hugging her back.

     I pout and look at them hugging each other happily.

     I should seriously think of a plan that will help me get my own grandma’s attention.

     “What are you doing here? W-Why did you suddenly visit?” she asks Damien as they parted from the hug.

     “N-No…this man right here,” Damien says instead, finally pointing at me.

     The woman slowly turns around and looks at me with confusion.

      “He’s-”

     I quickly stop Damien, like I wanted to introduce myself to my grandmother personally.

     So I took a deep breath and looked at her with a bright smile, “Hello grandmother, I’m-”

     “Wait, Dane,” Damien suddenly says, stopping me midsentence.

     But before he could continue, the woman suddenly says, “Dane?”

     I looked at Damien and asked, “What?”

     Damien couldn’t help but chuckle as he explains, “This is Wilma, your grandmother’s nurse.”

     I was supposed to react, but the woman named Wilma reacted first before me.

    “G-Grandmother? D-Dane…that’s Dane Andrew McCartney?” Wilma suddenly asks, looking at me with shock.

     I awkwardly nod my head and said, “Yes, but you can…you know…call me Day.”

     The woman stares at me for a couple of seconds, then suddenly, she starts crying as she grabs me for a tight hug.

     “Oh dear god. I never thought this day would come! Your grandmother has waited for you for so long!” Wilma tells me, finally pulling away from the hug.

     “She is? Where is she? Can I see her?” I quickly asked her.

     She wipes her tears and suddenly grabbed my hand tightly, “Yes, she’s inside. Please come in.”

     She opens the door wider and literally pulls me inside, Damien right behind us.

     The house smelled like baby powder and pancakes. Yes, a very weird combination.

     I looked around and saw different pictures hanging on the wall. It strangely made me feel that I was going back to the past.

     The house wasn’t big, but it wasn’t small either. It was a house fit for four people, for example my dad, uncle Hael, and their parents.

     I could imagine them playing around here like a happy family.

     “Andrea,” Wilma suddenly calls out when we arrived at the living room.

     My heart was beating fast as we approached the living room.

     Andrea, the name was beautiful. Almost sounded like…Andrew.

     “Andrea, look who finally came back home,” Wilma says as she lets go of my hand and gently pushes me forward.

     Sitting on a rocking chair in front of the window was an old woman who was wearing a floral dress. And to my surprise, there was a cat lying on her lap.

     A tear quickly falls when I saw her.

     There was something about her that made the emotions inside me explode.

     The cat goes down and ignores me again to go to Damien.

     Damien laughs and goes down on one knee to pet the cat, “Hey there cookies.”

     Damien – who I once considered a dog – petting a cat. Oh the irony to that. This is the moments where I wish I had Hunter here.

     And was the cat’s name…cookies?

     “Damien? Is that you?” Andrea – who I now suspect is my grandma – asks with a shaky voice.

     Damien smiles and stands up. The he grabs my hand so we could walk closer to where she was.

     “Andrea, how are you?” he asks. Then he lets go of my hand and kneels in front of her.

     My grandmother squints her eyes and holds Damien’s face with both of her hands, like she was trying to figure out Damien’s face structure, “O-Oh…it is you. I would not forget these cold blue eyes. What are you doing here my son? Its been so long.”

     The way she stares at Damien finally made me realized what Damien said earlier about my grandmother not caring about how I’d look.

     She barely could see anymore, which worried me if she’d ever remember or recognize me at all.

     Damien puts my grandmother’s hands down and says, “Andrea, I want you to meet someone.”

     My grandmother laughs and suddenly jokes, “Don’t tell me it’s your wife.”

     I don’t know why but I suddenly blushed with that sudden comment.

     Damien on the other hand chuckles and looks at me, “ More like future husband, “ he whispers to me, making me blush even more.

     Damien doesn’t say anything afterwards, probably realizing how I wanted to personally introduce myself to her.

     I took a deep breath and kneel in front of my grandmother.

     But before saying anything, I looked at Damien and asked, “What’s her name?”

     “Andrea Helena McCartney,” Damien answered me.

     I took a deep breath again and looked back at my grandmother Andrea Helena McCartney . Somehow the name was a mix of my father Andre and my uncle Hael.

     I finally looked up at her blue eyes.

     It was slowly turning white, but I could still see the beautiful blue eyes that our family had.

     I gulped and suddenly felt teary when she stares back at me.

     “Hello Andrea Helena McCartney,” I started, then suddenly, a tear fell from grandma’s eyes, shocking me.

     She doesn’t say anything, but she lifts her hand and slowly reaches out to touch the side of my eyes.

     “I know these eyes,” she suddenly tells me.

     She gives me a smile as she continues, “These look exactly like your fathers.”

     I don’t know why, but when I heard her say that, tears suddenly started falling out of my eyes again.

     She recognized me.

     She actually recognized me.

     “Dane Andrew McCartney,” she continues, “The boy who was as bright as day and as beautiful as the sea.”

     “Grandma…”

     She wipes my tears away as she finally says, “Welcome home.”

• END -

(13) Dear Diary,

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     “I’m so sorry it took so long for me to come here. There were just things that I-”

     Grandma quickly cuts me off and says, “No my dear, it’s okay. I know what you went through, and I know that all of it was because of Hael.”

     She then ( barely ) looks at Damien then back to me and continued, “If it weren’t for Hael, the two of you wouldn’t have gone through all those things.”

     “No, if it weren’t for Hael I wouldn’t have met Dane,” Damien quickly defends as he walks towards grandma and I.

     I stood up beside Damien, making him drape his arm around my shoulder.

     “This is the man that I was talking about Andrea. He’s the man that I was, and am still very much in love with,” Damien suddenly says, shocking me.

     Grandma on the other hand wasn’t shocked at all. Instead, she smiles and nods her head, like she knew about that all along.

    “I figured that it would be my grandson,” she tells Damien, “You always talked about his eyes and his personality. Just hearing about it already made me suspect who that outstanding man was.”

     “So you approve?” Damien asked, making me feel shy for some reason.

     Grandma nods her head and says, “Dane is like his father. He will need someone who is as outgoing and as outspoken as you. It doesn’t matter if it’s with a man or a woman. As long as there is love, then it’s okay.”

    Damien and I smiled at each other by what grandma just said, “Thank you Andrea,” Damien tells her.

     Andrea doesn’t say anything but nods her head as an answer,

     “Was I really like my father?” I asked her.

     I didn’t know much about my father except for the fact that he loved his family unconditionally. Damien didn’t know him either, and the only one who was close to him was uncle Hael, but unfortunately, uncle Hael is already dead.

     The last shot that I have in knowing more about my father would be from his own mother.

     “Your father,” grandma finally starts.

     “He and Heal were the complete opposite. Hael was rebellious and sociable, always a part of the crowd. While Andre was smart and serious, he was mostly alone by himself. But Andre was always the family man; he knows how to take care of others, while Hael practically didn’t care about anything. Hael was a risk taker, Andre was practical, and the list just goes on and on,” Andrea says, then she pauses to cough.

     I quickly looked at Wilma, mouthing the words ’ water’.

     So Wilma goes to the kitchen to get some water. Then she immediately goes back and gives it to my grandmother.

     Grandma took a sip and gives the glass back to Wilma. Then she chuckles and says, “Sorry Dane, your grandma is getting old.”’

     ‘Your grandma’, why does that sound so good to be true?

     “Really? I thought you were only on your forties,” I joked, making her laugh again.

     “Anyways, should I continue with my story?” she then asks us.

     I move closer to her and gently held her hand, “I think that was enough. You should rest. We’ll talk about this again later.”

     “Are you staying here for the night?” she asks, quickly making me look at Damien.

     Damien nods his head, so I smiled and answered, “Yes, we’ll be staying here.”

     “That’s wonderful! Wilma! Go clean Hael and Andre’s room,” grandma suddenly says, quickly making Wilma nod her head before running upstairs with a broom.

     I look at my grandmother confusingly and asked, “Hael and Andre’s room? May I ask if it’s one room or…”

     “Its two separate rooms,” grandma quickly answers, making Damian snicker.

     “B-But grandma, like what Damien said, we are-”

     Grandma quickly cuts me off and says, “Are you two already married?”

     I don’t know but I blushed again by that question.

     I glanced at Damien, but Damien just shrugged his shoulder.

     “No,” I answered with a pout.

     “Well two separate rooms then,” grandma persistently says. And just like that, I knew where my father’s personality came from. Because like my father, there was nothing else that would change his mind, even if I try to beg.

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     “I can’t believe we’ll be in different rooms,” I say as Damien and I were going up the stairs while carrying all of our things from the car.

     “Oh come on, your grandma wouldn’t really know if we share a room or not,” Damien says with a smirk, almost making me hit him with my bag.

     “This is practically the first time that I’ll be meeting my grandmother. I don’t want to disobey her and lie to her,” I say, making Damien chuckle.

     “Alright, I’ll just sneak inside your room. We’ll be like two teenagers with strict parents,” Damien joked again, but this time, I was able to hit him with my bag.

     “Day, Damien, I already changed the sheets, I hope this is okay,” Wilma says when she goes out of a room that I suspect was my father’s because of all the blue.

     My father always loved the color blue.

     “No, it’s perfect. Thank you,” I tell her.

     “Well, this is your father’s room and the room beside it is Hael’s. I suspect you’ll be staying at your fathers?” Wilma asks.

     I smiled  and nodded and got inside my father’s room.

     I placed my things on top of the single bed and looked around the bedroom.

     It was a very clean room. There weren’t any posters on the wall, or anything that screamed rebellious teenager. There was even a medium sized empty aquarium that was now filled with old books.

     I really was like my father.

     “Wow, it’s like your room,” Damien says when he entered the room without his things.

     Good, he already left it in the other room.

     “I’ll leave you two to rest,” Wilma tells us before leaving Damien and I.

     “How’s uncles room?” I asked.

     Damien grinned and answered, “Wanna go check it out?”

     I don’t say anything and just immediately ran to uncle Hael’s room. And to my surprise, uncle’s room was literally the exact opposite of my father’s room.

     There were band posters, an old stereo, a disco ball, some video game tapes, and porn magazines that Damien took out from under the bed.

     “How am I not surprised but surprised at the same time?” I say as I examined the room.

     Damien leans on the doorframe with his hands crossed.

     “Well your uncle did run a prostitution business,” Damien says, making me laugh; “Now I know why.”

     “Hey, look out the window,” Damien suddenly tells me.

     I looked at him confusingly but did what he wanted anyways, “What’s outside the-”

     I immediately stopped talking when I saw the view outside the window.

     “It’s the sea!” I practically shouted.

     I don’t know why but I was inches away from crying when I saw the sea. It was so beautiful, and the thought that my father and my uncle were able to see this everyday made me feel emotional.

     “Beautiful isn’t it?” Damien asks me as he suddenly hugs me from behind.

     I took a deep breath and nodded my head as an answer.

     Damien kisses my head before resting his chin on my shoulder, “I’m planning to retire here. Would you like that?” he suddenly asks, shocking me.

     “Really?!” I almost shouted at him.

     Damien chuckles and answered back, “Yeah, but if you want to retire somewhere else then it’s okay. As long as I’d be able to grow old with you, anywhere is fine.”

     I finally cried as I pushed Damien away to look at him, “I-I would love that. Let’s retire here baby. Let’s look at the sea together, let’s grow old together, let’s do everything together,” I say.

     Damien smiles and wipes my tears away. Then he gently kisses my forehead and pulls me closer to hug him, “Are you happy to be with me?” he suddenly asks me.

     “Of course I am, what kind of question is that?” I tell him. But then Damien asks again, “I need you to be sure. To be really, really sure that you’d still be happy to be with me in the future too.”

     I was going to push him away so I could look at his face, but Damien didn’t let go of me. So without looking at him, I answered, “Nicholas, I was happy to be with you in the past, I’m happy to be with you now, and I’d definitely be happy to be with you in the future. Do you understand?”

     Damien doesn’t say anything for a couple of seconds before gently pushing me away from him.

     “That’s the only thing that I needed to hear,” Damien says before pressing his mouth against mine.

     “ Damien…they might hear, “ I whispered between kisses.

     “ Then let’s keep it extra quiet, “ he whispers back.

     So I drape my arms around his neck, and then Damien lifted me up and carried me towards the bed.

     He sat down on the edge of the bed as I sat on top of his lap. 

     “ You’re fucking making me hard right now, “ Damien suddenly whispered in my ear as I moved my hips on top of him so I could massage his crotch area.

     We continued to kiss for a couple of seconds.

     I was inches away from actually removing his shirt when someone suddenly clears their throat.

     My eyes widened from shock as I immediately went down from Damien’s lap.

     Wilma was standing beside the door while carrying Cookie the cat.

     My face because tomato red while Damien casually stood up from the bed and asked, “Is there a problem?”

     I try not to look at Wilma as she answered, “I know you two are in an…intimate…relationship. But I hope you know that something like that is not welcome in this house. And don’t even try to trick your grandmother, we could hear the footsteps from downstairs, so we’d be able to hear you if someone goes out of the room to go to the other.”

     I don’t even know what to say anymore because I was so embarrassed.

     Damien on the other hand nodded his head in understanding and calmly answered, “We’re sorry. It won’t happen again”

     “Good. Now go back to your room Dane. We’ll have our dinner at six. We eat early because Andrea goes to sleep at seven,” Wilma says, leaving without waiting for us to at least say anything.

     When she was gone, I quickly went to Damien to hit him in the chest, “ You just HAD to do that, “ I whispered, worried they’d still hear us.

     Damien chuckles and squeezed my shoulder to ease me, “Sorry, I just got caught up in the moment.”

     He then gives me a quick kiss before saying, “Well…no sex for two days then.”

     “Can you even do that?” I asked him with my right eyebrow raised.

     Damien grinned and answered, “Fine, let’s bet on it then. If one of us won’t end up begging for sex before the day ends then that person wins.”

     “Then what does the winner get?” I asked, suddenly interested.

     “The loser has to do everything that the winner says for a week,” Damien suddenly says.

     So if I win, I can tell Damien that he can’t meet up with his personal assistant for a whole week! That’s great!

     “Fine, deal,” I say, showing my hands.

     “Deal,” he answers, shaking my hand to seal the deal. He then winks and points at the door; gesturing me to leave the room.

     I laughed and nodded my head, “See you at dinner then.”

     Damien shuts the door the moment I got out of the room. I roll my eyes and quickly walk to my own room, which was my father’s room.

     I close the door and walk towards the desk that was in front of the window. Like in uncle Hael’s room, the window gave out a stunning view of the sea.

     I sat down on the chair and opened the drawers on the desk.

     There weren’t anything interesting inside, but then, on the bottom drawer, I saw something that looked like a small key.

     “What the hell?” I ask as I scanned the key.

    Beside it was an old red notebook. I took out the notebook first and opened it. To my surprise, it wasn’t just a notebook, but it was actually my father’s diary.

     I thought the key was for the notebook, but there wasn’t any lock for it.

     So I read the diary in silence.

     Most of the entries were just my father writing about how his day went, and how my uncle would have these extravagant ideas.

     But then, I suddenly stopped when I read a specific entry. The hair on my skin stood because of complete shock.

     Dear Diary,

     Hael wouldn’t stop talking about his dreams where these dogs turned into humans. I already told him that it’s physically impossible but he insists that it is. He only tells me about these stupid dreams of his because he says its top secret. Whenever I tell mom and dad about it, they laugh and say Hael wouldn’t be able to think of something so extravagant and silly as that. Sometimes I see him sneaking out at night to go to clubs and interviewing people there for who knows what reasons. It’s like he’s making surveys or something.

     I told mom and dad about it but they still wouldn’t believe me.

     Seriously, if I could just do so, I’m going to make eye cameras in the future so I’d have evidence on everything that Hael’s been doing, and mom and dad would finally believe me.

A Frustrated 11-year-old boy,

Andre

     PS: I locked the hidden door that connects my room with Hael. He keeps on barging inside my room at night, it’s annoying.

     I almost drop the notebook from shock.

     So uncle Hael has already been having plans with the Companion’s Association, even when they were young?

     Could it be possible that uncle was able to read this? Which is how he got the idea of eye cameras?

     And what did he mean by hidden-

     “The key!” I suddenly shouted when I remembered the key that was beside the diary.

     I quickly took the key and looked at the wall.

     I held the wall and scanned for any hole that would fit the key.

    “Jackpot,” I say when I finally found a hole.

     It was so old that it was already covered in dust. So I had to blow on the keyhole first before putting the key in.

      I then turned the key and heard a click sound. Without hesitation, I pushed the wall to open it.

     “Damien! You won’t believe what I just-” I quickly stopped midsentence when I saw my boyfriend.

     To my surprise, Damien was jerking off in bed while holding porn magazines.

     We look at each other with shock.

     My face quickly turned red from embarrassment.

     Damien on the other hand doesn’t let go of his dick as he casually says with a smirk, “Can I help you with something?”

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(14) Lost Bet

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     “Are you fucking serious right now?!” I angrily shouted at him, but Damien was already laughing because of my blushing face.

     I took his pants from the floor and threw it at him.

     Damien finally lets go of his dick and stands up from his seat. He wears his pants back and looks back at me, “Sorry, I didn’t know there was a secret door there. If I did, I could have done THIS in the bathroom,” he told me while cleaning his hands with a hand sanitizer.

     My face was still red as I tried not to concentrate on the bulge on Damien’s pants.

     “You’re doing this on purpose aren’t you?” I asked him.

     Damien sits back down on the bed and answers, “On purpose? Babe, if I called you while jerking off then that’s on purpose. Like I said, I didn’t even know there was a secret door there.”

     I looked at him seriously, but Damien was smirking the whole time so it’s hard to believe him.

     “Fine, but hear this,” I say, trying my best to just forget about this whole situation by talking about something else.

     I went back to my father’s room and took the diary before heading back to where Damien was.

     I opened to the page about the eye cameras and gave it to Damien, “Look at that. Apparently uncle Hael got the idea about the whole ’ eye camera ’ thing from my father.”

     “What did your father do?” Damien asked, still reading the diary entry.

     “My father? For what I know he was a real estate agent while my mom was a nurse. Which kinda explains why my parents were strict with me,” I answered.

     “Is that so?”

     I smiled and stated, “Isn’t it cool how uncle was able to make something so important in the association just because of my father’s diary entry?”

      Damien nods his head and puts the diary on the bed, “I don’t know. But what’s your point?” he coldly asked me.

     I looked at him confusingly and answered, “Well isn’t it fascinating?”

     Damien sighs and scratched the back of his head as he said back, “Fascinating? Nothing about the Association is fascinating.”

     I was taken aback by what Damien just said.

     I gulped and remembered what he went through because of that Association. He had gone through shit and here I was being excited about these small things. I’m being insensitive again.

     “Hey, don’t look like that,” Damien suddenly says, quickly making me look back at him.

     “I-I’m sorry,” I tell him, making Damien sigh and stand up from the bed. He walks towards me and pressed his forehead on mine, “Don’t apologize. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

     “But-”

     Damien quickly cuts me off, “I’m just a little cranky because you didn’t let me finish jerking off,” he suddenly joked, making me laugh and hit his shoulder.

     He laughs too and kisses my forehead. But even if he jokes it off, I know that the moment I mentioned the Association, Damien had a painful flashback again.

     “I told you not to look like that,” he quickly says, noticing my sudden expression change.

     Damien sighs again and pulled me towards the bed. He sits down, forcefully making me sit down beside him, “Let me tell you something Dane.”

     I don’t say anything and wait for Damien to continue.

     “The eye camera, it is very important to the Association, but it was hell for the Companions. When you’re a new recruit, you get trained for a year. How to act like a dog, how to act like a slave to your master, how to do proper sex, how to say the right things, everything,” he suddenly explains, shocking me.

     Damien was still holding my hand, so I could feel him squeezing it as he continued, “After the training, they send you to a lab. They put fangs on you, put the chips on your head, and install the eye cameras. They treated us like robots; they put thing on us and upgraded us like robots. Unfortunately like every machine, they malfunction. I’ve seen some of my colleague’s die, some even go blind.”

     I literally gasped when I heard him say that.

     This was the first time that I was hearing about this so I’m really surprised about all of it. I knew about the eye cameras, but it never occurred to me how the Companions had it in the first place.

     “I-I’m so sorry. I didn’t know my uncle would-”

     “Hael didn’t approve any of it; especially the eye cameras. But the Big Dogs wanted to make sure their ’ robots ’ did their job. They made sure no one would run to the police and rat them out about the Associations illegal activity. Hael had no choice because the Big Dogs funded his Association. Hael wasn’t a bad man…but he wasn’t a good man either,” Damien say, making me take a deep breath. 

     “I know that,” I honestly say.

     “My uncle could have just stopped everything the moment he knew he wasn’t in full control of his own Association. He was too afraid to let go of his ambition, which is why he died. I’m not going to praise my uncle for what he did, but he raised me right and protected me till the end. He wasn’t a good man, but he was a good uncle to me,” I tell Damien.

     Damien nods his head then looks at me.

     “Isn’t it strange to talk about your uncle in his own room?” he suddenly asks, making me chuckle.

     He then reaches out for me to brush my hair back with his fingers, “I’m glad we could talk about this, but can we make another promise?”

     I don’t say anything but nod my head as an answer.

     “This is the last time we talk about the association. We leave everything behind here, is that okay with you?” Damien asks.

     I nod my head and Damien kisses my forehead again. I then showed him my pinky, making him chuckle.

     He shuffles my hair like a kid and asked, “Are you acting cute on purpose so I could lose the bet?”

     I laugh, but Damien puts out his pinky too and we did a pinky promise like we weren’t grown ass men.

     He kisses my hand so I kissed his back, then both of us started smiling.

     “How did this even get so serious? I was literally just jerking off a few seconds ago,” he says, making me laugh again.

     “Well…I guess I gotta put this back,” I say as I take the diary. I was about to stand up but Damien suddenly pulls me towards him and made me sit on his lap again like what he did earlier.

     “How about we continue what we were doing earlier?” he asks me.

     His lips was inches away from me so I quickly put the diary in between us, making him kiss the diary instead, “You’re going to lose our bet daddy,” I tell him. Then I stood up and winked.

     Without looking at his reaction, I immediately went back to my father’s room and closed the secret door.

     My heart was beating like crazy, then I looked down on my crotch area and frowned.

     “You gotta be fucking-”

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     “Day! Day dinner is ready!” Wilma shouted from outside the room.

     I remove my headset and put down the diary that I have been reading for hours now.

     “Good evening Wilma,” I greeted the moment I opened the door.

     Wilma smiled and patted my shoulder, “Good evening to you too. Now go knock on Hunter’s room and tell him dinner’s ready. Your grandmother and I will be waiting for you two downstairs.”

     “Okay,” I say as Wilma slowly but surely went downstairs.

     I looked at uncle Hael’s room and sighed.

     “ Hopefully he’s done jerking off, “ I told myself as I walked towards his room.

     I knocked on the door and it didn’t even take Damien a second to open it.

     “Dinner’s ready?” he asked, his hair all messy.

     Instead of answering him, I asked, “ What the hell did you do?“

     “I was exercising,” Damien answered, making me check his body and making me realize that he was actually sweaty and was even holding a dry towel.

     “Why is that that hard to believe?” I asked him with my right eyebrow raised.

     Damien chuckles and shuffles my hair, “What were you thinking? Pervert.”

     “P-Pervert?! Excuse me sir but I’m not the one who was jerking off a few hour ago,” I say, but Damien ignored me.

     He wipes his sweat with his towel and innocently smiles.

     I rolled my eyes and went down the stairs, Damien following behind me.

     “Seriously, I was exercising,” he tells me again.

     “I believe you,” I say with no ounce of emotion.

     “Oh come on, do you really think I’m horny all the time?” he asks, and as we were going down the stairs, he suddenly leans towards my ear and whispered, “ I’m not the one who was hard earlier. “

     I almost stumbled down the stairs because of what Damien just told me. Thankfully he was quick to grab my arm before I could fall.

     “S-Shit,” I cursed, my heart beating fast because I thought I was seriously going to fall.

     “Are you okay?” Damien quickly asked as he lets go of my arm.

     “Y-Yeah, I’m fine. Thank you,” I answered, but Damien looked so concerned that he started inspecting my body.

     He was touching all over that I quickly had to push him away, “I told you I’m fine,” I say, quickly turning around so he wouldn’t see my blushing face.

     Fuck, why am I sensitive all of a sudden?

     “Day! Did something happen? We heard something from the stairs,” Wilma quickly asked when I arrived at the dining room.

     Damien appears behind me and presses his hard chest on my back, making me flinch, “He almost fell from the stairs, thankfully I was behind him so I was able to grab him before he could fall,” Damien suddenly explains, quickly making my grandmother say, “Oh my, you’re as clumsy as your father.”

    I don’t say anything anymore and just pouted in defeat.

     “I’ll be careful next time,” I say instead as I quickly moved away from Damien.

     “Well come on now you two. Let’s eat our dinner,” Wilma says as she takes a seat beside my grandmother.

     “ Looks like I’m sitting beside Damien ,“ I tell myself as I sat down in front of my grandmother.

     “ Why do I feel nervous all of a sudden, “ I asked myself as Damien sits beside me now, his shoulders immediately touching mine.

      You’re fucking horny right now – Inner Conscience.

     No I’m not!

     “Should we pray?” grandma suddenly asks, making me feel guilty as fuck.

     “U-Uhm…yes of course,” I say, then grandma reaches out for me, and eventually the four of us were now holding each other’s hand.

     My grandmother’s hand was shaky, but she starts with blessing the food anyways, “We are thankful for the food that we have in the table. But we are more thankful for giving my grandson the path that led him back to his home. May we continue to enjoy our meals as a family, amen.”

     “Amen,” we repeated before letting go of each other.

     “Well, dig in,” Wilma happily says as we all started eating our dinner.

     While eating, we talked about me mostly. What I did, where I graduated, how long have I been working in EXRay media and if I ever had someone before I met Hunter AKA Damien, which was why we ended up talking about Todd.

     And thankfully, Damien wasn’t as mad about it as before.

     Well…barely.

     “How long were you together?” my grandmother asked without even being sensitive about how Damien would feel about it.

     I glance at Damien and quickly drank my water before answering, “I don’t remember actually. Five…seven? I don’t know,” I lied even though I obviously knew that we were exactly together for-

     “Six years,” Damien suddenly says.

     Everyone looked at Damien as he coldly repeated, “they were together for six years.”

     I took a deep breath and chugged my water down. Then I looked back at Wilma and asked, “Do you perhaps have alcohol here?”

     “No honey, I’m sorry,” Wilma answered.

     “I see,” I said back as I refilled my glass with water.

     “What’s the matter?” grandma suddenly asked.

     She wasn’t really directly looking at my eyes but I knew that she was asking me the question.

     When I didn’t answer her, she continued, “You’re a couple right? Then you should be open about talking about your past relationships, whether it was good or bad. They were once a significant part of your life, isn’t it beautiful that you are able to share that with the person that isn’t just a significant part of your life, but is actually now YOUR life.”

     I looked at Damien who was looking down on his plate.

     “I’m sorry for being childish,” he says.

     “It just makes me jealous how that man was able to make Dane happy when I was gone. And I’m even more jealous because he’s still able to make him happy until now even when I’m already here,” Damien suddenly reveals, shocking me because I’m only hearing this for the first time.

     “Instead of being jealous, shouldn’t you be thankful instead?” my grandma asked.

     “He was making Dane happy on the days that you couldn’t do so. Your purpose of being together is for you to make each other happy right? Then why are you mad that Day was happy?”

     Damien finally lifts his head and quickly says, “Its not that I’m mad because Dane was happy, I was mad because-”

     Grandma immediately cuts Damien off and says back, “It doesn’t matter how Day was able to acquire that happiness, what matters is that he was happy, period.”

     The whole table became quiet.

     Wilma and I looked at each other with our eyes wide from shock.

     Was grandma actually educating Damien right now?

     “Which is why there are some people who let go of their love once because they know they’re happy with someone else. And don’t go asking me, ’ what if he’s happy with doing bad things ’; well my answer is this…that is not happiness but satisfaction. If what satisfies him is destroying both of you then he’s not the one, because he doesn’t care if you’re happy, he only cares if he’s satisfied,” grandma explains.

     “That applies to you too Dane,” grandma suddenly adds, making me flinch,

     “Jealousy is one of the main reasons why couples fight, and fighting is one of the main reasons why couples end up breaking up. If you cannot accept each other’s past, then you do not accept each other now, and you will not accept each other in the future,” my grandma seriously tells us.

     “You want to get married right?” she asks us, but neither one of us answered her, so she says it again, but with a louder voice this time, “Do you want to get marred or not?!”

     “Yes!” we finally shouted back, making me blush for some reason.

     My grandmother smiles and takes a deep breath, then, she asks again, “So let me ask again. How long were you with this…Todd man?”

     Damien and I looked at each other and gave each other warm smiles. He nods his head, so I looked back at my grandmother and answered, but with confidence this time, “We were actually together for six years.”

     “Six years? Oh my, that was long,” Wilma suddenly comments.

      “Well it was long, but the feelings faded way before that, “ I answered, making my grandmother nod her head in understanding.

     “How about you Hunter? Did you have someone before?” grandma asked.

     “Ah, no. I was actually busy with work. And if you were in my field of ’ work ’ you’d know that the last thing that you’d want to do is endanger someone by being together with you,” Damien answered. Then the conversation continued after that.

     We talked a little more about Todd, then about Damien’s super attractive secretary/personal assistant.

     Grandma gave me a major talk with that too, that I shouldn’t be jealous because it’s already obvious how Damien loves me. She said that even a woman who was practically blind like her could see that.

     It felt like it was my first time to actually hear advices from a family member.

     I’ve heard advices from Jane, but somehow, my grandmother’s advises felt a lot more genuine. And maybe because she was older which was why she sounded a lot wiser than anyone that I’ve met.

     “You know your grandfather always LOVED talking about his ex-girl friends. I loved hearing about it because he always tells me that he only felt real happiness when he was with me,” my grandma says.

     While she continued talking, I suddenly felt Damien hit my legs with his.

     I was supposed to ignore it because it might have just been an accident, but Damien hits my legs again, making me glare at him this time. I was going to scold him but suddenly he slides his hands near my crotch area and squeezes it, making me flinch.

     “Nicholas!” I unknowingly shouted, making Wilma and my grandmother look at me with shock and confusion.

     I awkwardly look at the two women in front of us and quickly defended, “S-sorry, I overreacted. Damien just stepped on my foot.”

     “Oh is that so? Or are you just making it an excuse because you’re getting bored of my stories?” grandma suddenly asks.

     “N-No! Of course not grandma,” I quickly tell her. Then she starts laughing and says, “I’m just kidding son. But I think I should go to bed now, don’t you think Wilma?”

     Wilma doesn’t answer but she already stood up from her seat and unlocked the wheels on grandma’s wheelchair.

     “Damien and I will clean up, you should rest too Wilma” I quickly say.

     “Oh thank you dear,” Wilma says as she pushes grandma’s wheelchair.

    “Good night you two,” Damien adds until Wilma and grandma could finally leave the dining room.

     When they were gone, I quickly pushed Damien’s hand away and angrily said, “You’re cheating!”

     Damien laughs and stands up, “I’m not cheating. It’s not in the rules that we can’t tease each other.”

     I stood up from my seat as well and looked at him with disbelief, “So there are rules now?”

     Damien takes the plates and utensils on the table and answered, “There are always rules baby.”

     I took the rest of the things on the table and brought it to the kitchen with Damien.

     Damien doesn’t say anything else and starts washing the dishes, his back facing me.

     I placed the rest of the dishes on top of the counter beside Damien and looked at him, but Damien was already concentrating on washing the dishes so he ignores me completely.

     With my right eyebrow raised, I asked, “So, if I give you a blow job right now, that isn’t considered cheating?”

     Damien doesn’t say anything for seconds. But then he smirks and says, “As long as no one gives in to wanting sex then yes…it’s not cheating.”

     I smirked back and squeezed in front of him, then I did a squat, my face facing his crotch area.

     Damien doesn’t say anything but continues to wash the dishes, so I unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick with no shame.

     “ Touching me right in front of my grandmother huh? Well you just made a huge mistake Mr. Collins, “ I say as stick out my tongue to touch the tip of Damien’s cock.

     Damien stiffens, making me a grin. So I opened my mouth and started sucking him.

     Damien dropped the spoons that he was holding when I closed my mouth a little to squeeze his dick.

     “ S-Shit… “ I heard him say.

     I continued to push and pull my mouth until Damien could finally say, “ I-I’m about to…I’m about to cum. “ 

     The moment he said those words, I quickly pulled away from him. Cutting him from finally feeling good.

     I stood up, facing him now. And as expected, Damien had a frustrated expression.

     I wiped my mouth and smirked, then I patted his head and asked, “You’re a big boy right?”

     My smirking face then turned into an angry expression as I continued, “Then I think you can fucking finish up.”

     Damien doesn’t say anything but growls.

     I don’t say anything back and moved away from him. Then I ran upstairs, leaving Damien alone with the dishes and his still very hard dick.

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     “ A-Ah shit, “ I cursed as cum started oozing out of my cock.

     “Great…and I just took a bath,” I complained to myself as I took the tissue to clean my hands.

     I took a deep breath and let go of my still rock-hard member. Apparently after giving Damien a blowjob, my own ’ little boy ’ ended up being excited too. Like the taste of him made my whole body pumped up.

     I could hear Damien on the other room. He’s been walking back and forth, like he couldn’t sit still too.

     I stared at the secret door, and I knew for a fact that he was staring at it too.

     Now the painful night starts, and I feel like this is the final stage of our said bet. If I could just control not walking in his room for the next four hours then I’d win.

     But what happens if he doesn’t walk inside the room either? Would we both win?

     “ You’re the light, you’re the night. You’re the color of my blood, “ I suddenly heard Damien say.

     Wait, is he actually…singing?

     “ You’re the cure, you’re the pain. You’re the only thing I wanna touch,“ he continued to sing.

     His voice is so beautiful that it’s giving me chills.

     “ You’re doing this on purpose again, “ I whispered as I took a deep breath and slide my hands near my ass, getting ready to finger myself through his sweet voice.

     “ Fading in, fading out, on the edge of paradise. Every inch of your skin is a holy gray I’ve got to find. Only you can set my heart on fire…“

     I was inches away from putting my fingers in.

     My heart was beating even faster.

     “ Yeah, I’ll let you set the pace. ’Cause I’m not thinking straight… “

     But I stopped and finally stood up from my bed.

     “You fucking win,” I say in frustration as I walk towards the secret door.

     “ My head spinning around I can’t see clear no more ,“ Damien continued to sing as I finally pushed the secret door open.

     To my surprise, Damien was naked while sitting in bed, directly looking at the secret door, like he was a hundred percent sure that I was going to come in.

     “ What are you waiting for? “ he finished.

     We looked at each other for a couple of seconds, and then I stripped in front of him as a sign of defeat.

     While looking straight at his eyes, I finally said, “Fuck me daddy.”

     Damien smirked and said back, “I’ve been waiting for you to say that all fucking day.”

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(15) Choke [m]

WARNING: This chapter will have light BDSM acts. If you are not comfortable with any of that, I advice to not proceed. Not reading this chapter will not affect your knowledge on the main story’s plot. Thank you.

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     I slowly walk towards him and sat on his lap again. It’s the third attempt today, but I hope this time we get to finish what we started.

     Since both of us were already completely naked, my cock touched his own cock when I sat on top of him, making me flinch.

     My reaction made Damien smirk.

     “ Looks like you’re already hard ,“ Damien whispered in my ear while he slides his hand down my back.

     “ I knew you’d end up breaking if I tease you a little ,“ Damien confidently says, making me bite his shoulder.

     “You’re really unfair,” I say with a pout.

     Damien chuckles and sticks out his tongue, then he licks my lip, making me lean forward to bite it.

     Damien immediately pulls his tongue away and growls.

     “ You want me to be aggressive on you? “ he asks me.

     I don’t say anything but nodded my head anyways.

     “ Alright then, but we have to be extra quiet, okay? “ he asked again. Then he suddenly lifts me up and carries me like I kid, making me giggle.

     “ Since you lost the bet, and you literally frustrated me because of what you did earlier, it’s only right for me to punish you, “ he says, opening a cabinet while still carrying me.

     “Can you go down for me for a sec,” he suddenly says, automatically making me slide down his body.

     “Too heavy?” I asked.

     Damien laughs and leans forward so he could make our nose touch, “No”, he simply answers, then he took a box out of the cabinet and looked back at me, “I saw this earlier when I was checking the room. Apparently we learned everything we know from Hael.”

     I looked at him confusingly and asked, “What’s inside?”

     Damien smirked and showed me what was inside the box. Then he answered, “Your punishment.”

    I looked at the box and gasped when I saw a bunch of BDSM items inside.

     “Are those-”

     I couldn’t even finish my sentence because Damien was already pulling me towards the bed.

     “W-Wait a second. Was this the reason why you were singing that song earlier?!” I shouted from sudden realization.

     Damien shushed me and told me to keep my voice down because we didn’t want Wilma and my grandma to hear us.

     So I quickly closed my mouth as I sat down on the bed with my legs crossed.

     He sat in front of me, the box sitting beside him, “ I used some of these in my day. I don’t want to hurt you so I’ll just use the ‘not so painful’ ones, “ he then explained.

     “Do you wanna continue baby? Or we could just do it like normal,” he asked.

     I bite my lip and answered him, “Let’s continue with that.”

     My heart was beating fast, not because I was scared, but because I was nervous and excited at the same time. Somehow doing something new like this was turning me on even more.

     “Make me feel really good daddy. Let me see why people paid millions for you,” I say, and that was the only thing that Damien needed to hear to start putting out items in the box that we’d be using.

     The items that he took out were a ball gag, a cock ring, some leather straps, and a huge ass pink dildo.

     Why do I know that? Well don’t ask.

    I gulped as Damien place the box on the floor, and then he took the cock ring and placed it around my…well…cock.

     He adjusts it a little, making me wince.

     “Tight?” he asks, and I nod my head as an answer.

     “Good,” Damien simply says, then he took the ball gag next and moved closer to me, “ This will help you keep quiet, “ he says with a wink, putting the ball inside my mouth and strapping the belt tight.

     It felt weird at first but I ended up enjoying the feeling of it.

     Enjoying your inner submissiveness huh? – Inner Conscience.

     Shut up.

    “Can you go stand on all fours?” he asked me.

     Since I couldn’t answer him anymore, I did what he said. I positioned myself like a dog, then Damien stood up and pulled my legs, making me fall on the bed, my chest pressed on the soft bed.

     He straps my legs, then takes my arms and placed it behind my back so he could strap it too.

     When I was now completely unable to move, Damien leans towards my ear and whispers, “ Now let’s begin. “

     Damien takes out some lube from his bag and covered his fingers with it. Then, he slowly shoves two fingers inside me, massaging my hole so it wouldn’t be too forced later on.

     Damien puts his fingers out afterwards, then, without giving me any warning, Damien shoves the dildo inside me, making me bite on the ball inside my mouth because of the sudden shock.

     “Too small?” Damien teased.

     He pushes and pulls the dildo inside. I wanted to grip on something, or even moan at least, but I couldn’t, so I continued to bite on the ball instead.

     “Having a hard time with that?” Damien asks as he walks in front of me, his cock right in front of my face now.

     “Let’s put something else inside your mouth then,” he says as he removes the ball gag, saliva automatically dripping out of my mouth once he removed it.

     “How messy,” he continued to tease.

     Before I could even say something, Damien then shoves his cock inside my mouth, making me choke.

     He grabs a handful of my hair and manually pushes and pulls my head.

     “ Ah…that’s it. This is the wet mouth that always turns me on ,“ Damien whispers as he tries his best not to make his voice louder than it already is.

     He was moving slow at first, but his pace became faster and faster that I literally had to bite him just to make him stop.

     Damien growls and quickly pulls away from me. He lets go of my hair as both of us stated panting heavily.

     “ Looks like my little pup really wants to get punished, “ he says, suddenly putting the ball gag back inside my mouth.

     He goes back to the box and takes something out.

     My eyes widened from shock when I saw a short leather whip on Damien’s hand. He walks towards me with the whip on his hand, then he leans forward and bites my ear, “ You know what happens to naughty little pups right? “ he whispered, then, he suddenly hits my ass with the whip, making me whimper.

     “ Hmmm ,“ the only sound that could come out of my mouth.

     Damien wasn’t really hitting me hard, it was obvious that he was restraining himself. But even so, it fucking stung.

     He hits me again, and again, until he ended up hitting me seven times.

     I wasn’t even moving but I already felt so exhausted.

     He drops the whip on the floor and suddenly starts licking my butt cheeks. I couldn’t see my ass,  obviously , but I knew it was red because of the whip. Thankfully Damien’s tongue was helping me ease it.

     “ You like that? “ he asks, but I couldn’t answer him anymore because of the ball gag.

    His tongue was so hot that precum was already oozing out of me, if it weren’t for the cock ring, I would have already came minutes ago. And the fact that the dildo was still in my ass was making me go crazy.

     “Want daddy to remove this?” he asks while he pushes the dildo deeper.

     I moan again, but the ball gag was making me choke. So Damien removes the ball gag again and looks at me, “If you want me to remove it then what do you say?”

     I had to take ease my breathing first before saying anything. When I was already breathing normally again, I looked at Damien and begged, “Please let me cum daddy. Make me moan like crazy for you.”

     Damien smirks.

     “ Good boy ,“ he says next as he finally removes the dildo and cock ring, making me exhale.

     “ Damn baby, you’re already soaking wet, “ he says as he suddenly grabs my cock and massages it.

     He then goes in between my thighs and starts licking my ass, making me moan like crazy.

     He puts his tongue inside me, massaging the insides of my worn-out hole because of that lifeless dildo.

     When he was done, he stands up and finally removes the straps on my hands and feet.

     “ You alright baby? “ he whispers in my ear while his body was on top of my back.

     My tongue was literally out of my mouth because of how heavy I was panting.

     I looked at him and whispered back, “ Just fuck me already . “

     Damien smirked, then he stands up and suddenly flips me so I could face him. He goes to the bed, kneeling between my thighs. Then he lifts both of my legs and placed them on his shoulders, stretching my hole a little wider.

     He moves closer until the tip of his cock could touch me. He takes his own cock and starts rubbing it on the entrance of the hole.

     “ It’s already wet and sticky, I think I can enter you with ease, “ he tells me, making me bite my lower lip.

     As Damien was concentrating on preparing me, I couldn’t help but stare at his face and body.

     He was so sweaty that his hair was literally wet. His rock hard body was even shining, making him look like an underwear model posing for a sexy calendar.

     “Hey…” I called out to him.

     Damien stopped whatever he was doing down there and looked at me. But the moment that his eyes went to mine, my heart stopped beating.

     How is he still able to take my breath away?

     Those blue eyes that are always staring at me, those hands and lips that have already touched every part of me, and his heart that will only be mine. How was I able to swoon such a perfect creation like him?

     It’s like whatever he does, I’ll always be surprised. 

     Even if we have a normal sex, a beach sex, or THIS kind of sex, it’s like it doesn’t even matter because a single touch from him can already turn me on.

     I’ll never get tired of falling in love with this man.

     NEVER.

     “I love you,” I say, making him widen his eyes from shock.

     Damien stares at me for a couple of seconds, then suddenly, a tear fell from his eyes, shocking me this time.

     “D-Damien?” I confusingly asked him.

     Damien gently puts my legs down, and then, he suddenly grabs my arm and pulls me towards him for a hug.

     “Did you seriously have to tell me that right after I fucking whipped you?” he jokingly asks, making me chuckle.

     I hugged him back and rested my chin on his shoulder, “Sorry, I just felt like saying that to you. I always say that to you though so I don’t know why you’re suddenly crying,” I teased.

     “Shut up,” he quickly says, making me chuckle again.

     Afterwards, Damien hugged me tighter and says, “You never fail to surprise me Dane Andrew McCartney.”

     “I should be the one saying that,” I tell him instead.

     Damien parts from the hug and looks at me, then he kisses me forehead, then my lips, neck and collarbone.

     He lifts me up so I could kneel up. When I was already kneeling against him, Damien starts kissing my chest now too, and then he starts sucking on my nipples, making me grab his head and grip on his hair like what he was doing when I was giving him a blowjob earlier.

     “ T-That’s it daddy, suck my nipple like that, “ I whispered, closing my eyes because of the pleasure.

     When Damien was done, he suddenly pulls me down.

     I accidentally bit my lip because the moment I sat back down, Damien’s dick pierced inside me, shocking my entire body.

     “A-Ahh…fuck! Daddy that hurt,” I say, my hole aching a little because of Damien’s sudden action.

     Damien doesn’t say anything but puts his hands down and starts massaging my hole with his fingers.

     He continues to massage it until the aching pain slowly disappears.

     When I finally adjusted to his size, I started bouncing on top of him, making Damien moan. It was his turn to be shocked on my sudden action.

     “ Shit…baby if you move like that, daddy’s gonna moan loudly, “ he warns me, but I continued to bounce on top of him while trying to tighten my hole for him.

     Damien grabs my waist and buries his nails on my skin, making me turned on even more because of how aggressive he was becoming again.

     “Oh daddy. Never let go of me okay? Love me and fuck me like this forever,” I say as I started to bounce faster, the bed rocking now because of how fast I was moving.

     “D-don’t worry…that’s what…I plan…t-to do,” he tries to answer.

     After a few more thrusts, Damien finally cums inside of me, making me cum too because of how hot he felt inside.

     Both of us were panting again.

     Then, Damien pulls out and quickly lies down on the bed. I did the same and rested my head on his chest.

     “T-This…was our best sex yet,” I told Damien, making him chuckle.

     “I just hope your grandmother didn’t hear us,” he says.

     I sighed and closed my eyes and snuggled closer to Damien before saying, “Well let’s just worry about that tomorrow.”

     Damien doesn’t say anything anymore but kisses my forehead instead.

     “Oh yeah, I almost forgot,” he suddenly says, quickly making me open my eyes and look back at him, “What is it?” I asked.

     While looking at him, Damien smiles and whispers, “ I love you too .“

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(16) Homemade

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     I woke up, my back aching like crazy.

     I was expecting Damien to welcome me with a smile, but unfortunately, he wasn’t there beside me.

     I immediately sat up, regretting it the moment I did it because my lower back ached again. But when I looked around, I realized that I was back at my father’s room, and I was already wearing my clothes.

     “Don’t tell me I dreamt everything last night,” I tell myself as I stood up from the bed. But the pain that I was feeling immediately made me know that everything that happened was not a dream at all.

     “Damien and I really outdid ourselves last night,” I continue to tell myself as I slowly walk towards the secret door. I was about to push it open, but to my surprise, the door was now locked.

     I went to the drawer where I first saw the key but it was gone now too.

     So I decided to go out of my room to knock on Damien’s room, which was also my uncle’s room.

     “Damien? Damien are you there?” I called out as I continue to knock on his door.

      No one answered, so I decided to open it myself. What’s the point of knocking anyways? I’m his lover; I don’t need to knock on his goddamn door.

     “Damien,” I called out again, but to my surprise, the room was empty.

     I immediately went down and saw my grandmother brushing cookies the cat on her rocking chair. That is such a grandma thing to do.

      “Good morning grandma,” I greeted as I approached her to give her a quick kiss on her forehead.

     “Good morning Day. Did you have a good night sleep?” she asks me, making me bite my lower lip and blush.

     “Did you?” I ask back instead.

     Grandma innocently smiles and nods her head, “I did. It was a cold night though, but the sound of the ocean eased me.”

     “You can hear the ocean from all the way here?” I ask in confusion.

     Grandma continues to smile as she answered back, “Oh Day, I hear everything.”

     I chocked on nothing when I heard my grandmother’s answer. But I try to act calm to at least show that I was innocent and I did not have a BDSM themed sex with Damien the whole night.

     “H-How…delightful,” I say instead.

     I then cleared my throat and ask something else to change the subject, “Grandma, have you perhaps seen Damien? He’s not in his room.” Or in my room.

     “You mean Hunter right?” she asks, making me remember that grandma and Wilma know Damien as Hunter.

     “Oh yes, Hunter. I meant to say Hunter,” I clarified.

     “He told me he was going fishing at the beach,” she says.

     Fishing? Seriously?

     “Is that so? Then I’ll go change my clothes and head there,” I say as I was about to leave. But grandma stops me and says, “Day, why not be a darling and help Wilma prepare for breakfast instead.”

     “Breakfast? Oh, of course. No problem,” I honestly answered.

     I don’t mind helping out here especially since this is basically my home.

     And Damien and I will have a lot more time together in the future. I should spend more time with the people here before we leave. Because as much as I want to stay here longer, Damien and I still have work to do in the city.

     “Wilma?” I called out as I arrived at the kitchen.

     Wilma was cutting onions, which made her look teary.

     “You okay? You look like you’re in great pain,” I joked, making Wilma chuckle. She wipes her eyes with her apron and looks at me, “I’m okay, thank you for asking. So, how may I help you Day?”

     I took the apron hanging on the side and wore that too. Then I stood beside Wilma and say, “Actually, I’m here to help you. So how can Dane Andrew McCartney be of any help?” I ask. Then Wilma pushed the chopping board towards me and gave me the knife, “You may continue this while I prepare the potatoes.”

     I don’t complain and continue what Wilma left off.

     While she prepared the potatoes, I asked, “So what’s on the menu?”

     “We’re having scrambled eggs with potatoes and onions. It’s your grandma’s favorite breakfast meal,” Wilma answered.

     “Do you know how to cook Dane?” she then asks me.

      I wipe the tears that were forming in my eyes and answered, “Well, I know a few basic dishes. But I’m not really good at making those meals that taste like home. I guess I’m just too busy.”

     “Is that so? Then if you want I could teach you some meals that taste like home,” Wilma says, quickly making me look back at her, “Really? Are you serious?”

     “Well yeah, you’re going to have a family soon right? Then it’s best if you can make dishes that will suit your family’s taste. It really feels nice when your husband and kids say that their favorite food is their mom’s cooking. But then again, you and Hunter are both men, so both of you equally doing the cooking would be just fine” Wilma explains.

     I smile by just thinking about it.

     After work, I’d go home and cook dinner, and then I’d welcome Damien who just got back from his work, and our kid who just got back from school too.

     We’re both men, but I don’t mind being the mother figure in the family.

     “And you know what they say, a way to a man’s heart is his stomach,” Wilma adds, making me laugh, “Well Damien does like eating.”

     Wilma and I continued with our kitchen work. When she was done with the scrambled eggs with potatoes and onions, Wilma started teaching me how to make homey meals. And the first one that she wanted me to try was a simple chicken soup.

     “This is a homemade recipe but I’ll share it with you,” Wilma says as she adjusts the heat on the stove.

     I stood beside her as I watched the water boil, “Wilma, if I may ask, do you have a family? You know, kids? A husband?”

     Wilma smiles and answers, “Apparently I don’t. I don’t regret it though, because your grandmother became my family. So before I die, I could at least show someone the chicken soup that my own mother taught me when I was a teenager.”

     I pouted and looked at Wilma, “You’re going to make me cry.”

     Wilma laughs and pats my shoulder, “Cry when you get a taste of the soup. Now, go and cut more onions.”

     “More onions?!” I pretended to complain. But I laughed and did what I was told anyways.

     As I continued to cut onions, Wilma taught me the procedure step by step.

    “So do I put the shredded chicken inside now?” I ask.

     “No, season it with salt and pepper first. Then add it to the pot with the chopped celery, carrots, and onions,” Wilma instructs, and I did what she told while she stood on the side, watching me.

     When I placed all the ingredients, and the ’ secret ingredient ’ inside, and waited for the soup to finally be ready, Wilma looked at the clock and immediately turned the heat off.

     “I think it’s ready,” she says. Then she gave me a spoon and added, “Give it a taste.”

     I took a deep breath and took the spoon.

     I scooped a spoon full of the soup and blew it a little to cool it off. Then, I finally gave it a taste.

     I looked at Wilma and pouted again, “You were right. I really am going to cry now.”

     Wilma laughs and took a spoon as well, “Let me give it a taste too.”

     She tastes the soup too.

     As I stare at her, I couldn’t help but feel nervous. It was like I was an amateur, and Wilma was a master homemade chef, and she was tasting the first homemade meal that I have ever done.

     Wilma looks at me with a serious expression, making me realize that maybe I’m better at making ready-to-cook meals, or meals that are EXACTLY the same from a cook book.

     “So…how was it?” I ask nervously.

     Wilma finally smiles and says, “Taste like how my mother would do it.”

     I literally exhaled and chuckled on what Wilma just answered.

     “I’m glad,” I honestly say.

     “Can I have some of that too?” someone suddenly asks.

     I quickly turned my head and saw Damien standing on the entrance of the kitchen.

     “Oh, good morning Hunter,” Wilma greeted.

     “Good morning Wilma,” Damien says back. Then he walks towards me and hugs me from the back, gently kissing my neck and saying, “Good morning daddy.”

     I blushed and quickly pushed him away from me.

     “Damien!” I scolded; embarrassed that Damien literally did that in front of Wilma.

     But it looked like Wilma didn’t mind because she was giggling as she looked at us.

     “Sorry, I couldn’t help it. You looked like a house-husband with that apron on,” he says. Then he looks at the pot and said, “Can I have a taste of that too babe?”

     I nodded and took a spoon-full as well. Then I fed Damien with it.

     Damien eats the meat first before drinking the soup.

     I get nervous again as I waited for his reaction. But I felt a lot more nervous now compared to when Wilma tasted it.

     Damien smirks and looks at me, then he grabs my waist and gives me a quick kiss on the lips, “Baby it’s delicious. Tastes like home.”

     I don’t know why but hearing Damien say that literally melted my heart. At that moment I didn’t care whether Wilma was looking or not because I pulled Damien towards me for a kiss.

     When our lips parted, I asked, “By the way, why were you fishing earlier?”

     Damien looked at me confusingly and answered, “Fishing? No, why would I go fishing? I don’t even know how to fish. I was jogging earlier.”

     “Ha? But grandma said you were-” I paused and thought that maybe my grandmother was just old and now very forgetful, so I let that slide for now.

     After the kitchen duty, we eventually started eating our breakfast.

     Grandma said the soup was good too, but she said it was too spicy for her taste, which made us very confused because we didn’t put anything spicy in it at all.

     Afterwards she laughed and said that she was just joking, and the chicken soup was perfect.

     Wilma told me that I could call her anytime if ever I wanted to try making something new. But she also suggested that I should try experimenting so I could find my signature dish.

     After the meal, Damien suddenly stood up from his seat.

     I thought he was gonna help carry the plates back to the kitchen, but instead he said, “I’m heading back to the beach.”

     “What? Why?” I asked him.

     “I was jogging earlier and saw a man fixing his boat. I was helping him and promised that I’d be back to continue on helping him,” Damien suddenly says, confusing me.

     He didn’t mention this earlier.

     “Is that so? Then I’ll come with you, I might be able to help,” I tell him, but Damien shakes his head and says, “It’s okay. It’s better if you spend your time with Wilma and grandma.”

     “But-”

     Before I could even finish, Damien gives me a quick kiss on the lips and leaves.

     I looked at Wilma and grandma with a confused expression, but both of them were just as confused as me.

     “Well then. Let’s wash the dishes Day,” Wilma tells me instead.

     I was still confused on what Damien said but I did what I was told anyways.

     After washing the dishes, taking a bath and changing my clothes. I joined my grandmother at the living room.

      While she sat on her rocking chair, listening to classical music, I decided to check out her book collection.

     “Damien’s been acting strange,” I say as I scanned the books one by one.

     “Let the man be. Maybe he finds fixing boats relaxing. And I heard you’ll be going back to the city tomorrow too, maybe he’s just seizing the moment,” my grandma explained, almost making me ask, “ But … Without me?! “

     But that would be too selfish of me.

     I know what Damien is doing; he wants me to spend time with my grandmother as much as I could. And it’s not like I don’t want to, it’s just that I was hoping I could spend my time with grandma, with him.

     Okay, now I’m just simply obsessed with him now.

     “Maybe you’re right grandma. If he can spend our last day here without me then I can definitely do the same,” I say as I picked one book from the shelves.

     “What’s your favorite book here grandma?” I ask.

     “The one written by Shakespeare,” my grandmother answered. Then I looked at the book that I was holding, and to my surprise, it was ’ Romeo & Juliet ’ by Shakespeare.

     “Romeo and Juliet?” I ask her, and grandma smiles and nods her head as an answer.

     “Well these aren’t my type of books, but I guess this could be fun. Do you want me to read it to you grandma?” I ask, and grandma nods her head as an answer.

     I sat on the floor, thankful because the carpet was soft.

     I faced my grandma and started reading. I thought it would end up being boring, but I ended up reading the book for grandma the whole day.

     Wilma brought us some milk and cookies ( not the cat ) too, and in that moment I literally felt like I was a kid hanging out with my grandmother.

     After hours of reading, we were inches away from finishing the book. But grandmother suddenly touches my shoulder and says, “It’s lunch time, I think you should call Hunter now.”

     I looked at the clock and realized that it was already 11:32 am.

     “Alright then,” I say as I stood up.

     I took a tissue paper and used it to bookmark the page that I was on. I did a quick stretch since I have literally been sitting on the floor the whole day, and place the book on the center table.

     “I should call him,” I say as I was about to grab my phone upstairs, but then I noticed Damien’s phone peacefully sitting on the table.

     “He left it here? Well I guess I just have to go get him myself,” I say as I looked at grandma, “Grandma, how do I get to the beach?”

     “Just ask the locals, it’s not that far anyways,” grandma answers, making me nod my head.

     Before I could leave, grandma suddenly calls me back. I looked at her and she says, “Good luck Day.”

     I smile and wave my hand, “I’ll be back with Damien,” I tell her. Then I wore my slippers and went out of the house. But the moment that I went out of the house, I saw a bouquet of sunflowers sitting on the floor.

     At that moment, I knew, that Damien was once again up to something.

• END -

(17) Find Me

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I looked at the sunflowers on the floor with confusion.

     I slowly picked it up and smelled it, because for some reason, if someone gives you a bouquet of flowers, you’re required to fucking press your nose on those flowers and fucking smell them.

     As I scan the flowers, I realized that there was actually a card. I took the card and silently read it.

     The card read…

You lost the bet, so here’s the deal. I made some clues so you’ll find me here. You can’t say no because I already told you so, that everything I tell you, you’ll diligently follow.

There’s a house nurse who has a key. It’ll get you to where you want to be. Ask her for it and she will give it to you. The key to that room will show you the next clue.

• Damien

PS: I hope you love the sunflowers. I picked them myself. Now, have fun ;)

     I literally laughed at how witty Damien sounded.

     So he planned all this without me knowing? How did he even do that?!

     “Okay, house nurse. Obviously Wilma,” I tell myself as I went back inside the house. I place the sunflower on top of a table and went to Wilma who was putting plates on top of the table at the dining room.

     “Wilma,” I call out, making her look at me with a smile. “Yes Day?”

     I smirked because Wilma was literally acting like she doesn’t know anything about Damien’s plan. Which now made me realize that grandma knew about it too, which was why he was stalling me the whole day.

     “Do you perhaps…have a key?” I innocently ask her.

     Wilma giggles and checks the pocket of her apron, “Let me check.”

     She then takes out a familiar key and hands it over to me, “I think this is it,” she says as she shows me the key.

     My eyes widened from shock as I say, “It’s the secret door key!” I practically shouted as I took the key from Wilma’s hand.

     The key also had another note that said: Open through your room.

     “Thanks Wilma,” I say as I ran out of the kitchen.

     When I walk pass the living room, I quickly shouted, “Hi grandma!” then I ran upstairs to my room.

     I don’t know why, but for an old man like me, I was enjoying this.

     I put the key on the keyhole and opened the secret door. Then I pushed it open.

     The moment I pushed it, a pile of box suddenly falls on the floor. And inside the box were actually yellow balloons, which then scatter on the floor.

     “What the hell is this?” I ask while laughing because I couldn’t help contain it because of how excited I was feeling about this whole thing.

     When I closed the secret door, I saw a needle taped to it. It made me realize what Damien wanted me to do next.

     “You smart idiot,” I say as I took the needle from the wall.

     “I can’t believe I’m going to do this,” I continue to tell myself. Then, I started popping the balloons one by one like a kid. I stopped when one balloon contained a paper, which made me realize that it was actually my next clue.

     I unrolled the paper and read it next.

You found the clue! Congratulations! Was popping the balloons fun? Well I hope you enjoyed it because we only just begun.

I’m hungry for lunch; can you grab it for me? Go out of the house, turn left, then the diner you will see. I ordered pizza, is that okay with you? And some burgers, and nachos too.

Once you get my order, you’ll find a note inside them. Good luck baby, and hurry. Because this daddy is excited to eat them.

• Damien

     I couldn’t help but smile as I read Damien’s third clue.

     How on earth did he even think about all this?

    “Well then. Next stop, diner,” I say as I ran downstairs.

     “Wilma! Grandma! I’ll be out for a while!” I shouted as I went out of the door.

     I brought the paper with me as a guide. It says ‘go out of the house and turn left’. So I followed the instruction and turned left. Straight ahead, I saw a diner that Damien was talking about.

     So I ran towards the diner and went inside.

     The diner was full packed since it was already lunchtime. But the moment I entered, a waitress suddenly approached me, “Sir, are you Day McCartney?” she asked me, making me confusingly nod, “Yes?”

     The waitress immediately smiles and says, “I knew it! The handsome man this morning told me that a man who looked like a model with platinum white hair would arrive at this hour,” she says, making me chuckle.

     “If a different man with platinum white hair came here, what on earth would he do?” I ask out loud, but then, the waitress surprisingly answered, “Oh don’t worry, he said if I ever become doubtful I should just ask you a question.”

     “A question? And that question would be?” I asked anyway, so the waitress said, “Well, he only said say a code so…say a code?”

     I looked at the waitress with disbelief and laugh, “728,” I answered, and the waitress smiled, “See, it is you!”

     Seriously, how long did Damien plan this?

     “Come on, follow me. I placed his order at a table,” she says, and I followed her at the table at the far end of the diner.

     “Here it is,” she says.

     “Thank you,” I answered her.

     I thought she was going to leave, but then she says, “I almost forgot. The man told me to tell you this…”

     The waitress paused, like she was remembering it.

     Then, she looks back at me and says, “Uhm, remember this place? We…we danced the whole night. I hope you know, that after the dance, I had to put up a…a…what was it again? Oh! A fight. He said a fight,” the waitress says, making me chuckle.

     “Wow, you actually remembered that,” I say with astonishment.

     The waitress proudly smiles and says, “Well, your boyfriend threatened me that I’ll ruin all of his sweet plans if I don’t.”

     “That fucking idiot,” I say with shock, making the waitress laugh, “Damn, he really does knows you. He told me to say that too, he said you’ll be mad if I do.”

     I open my mouth wide from shock, “He did not.”

     “Well then Mr. McCartney, I hope you enjoy the adventure your boyfriend so thoroughly planned for you,” she says before finally leaving.

      “Seriously Damien. You always end up surprising me,” I say as I remembered what the waitress said.

     Remember this place? We danced the whole night. I hope you know, that after the dance, I had to put up a fight.

     He must have meant the diner that we went to before we got here. Then the fight must have been when I got drank and I practically begged to have sex with him. I remembered Damien say that he exerted all of his will power just to decline me.

     I laugh at just the thought of it. Then I took out the note from earlier and read it again.

     “ Once you get my order, you’ll find a note inside them. Good luck baby, and hurry. Because this daddy is excited to eat them.

, “ I read.

     Note inside them? You mean the food right?

     I slowly looked down at his order. There was a box of pizza, nachos, and two burgers.

     “So it’s inside one of these,” I say as I opened the pizza box first. It was empty so I opened the nachos next, but you know what? That was fucking empty too.

     I looked at the burger with shock and said, “Oh no you didn’t.”

     I took the plastic, but there was nothing either. So the only thing to do now was literally open up the burger.

     “You are seriously an idiot Damien,” I say as I started opening the burgers.

     In between the patty and the bun was the note inside a small plastic zip lock.

     I took that out and took the note out of the plastic and read it.

You have the food. I have the booze, now I think we’re all good.

Go out of the diner, there’s a flower shop outside. I bought the sunflowers there, but I still left one last surprise.

Ask the lady for the rose the I picked, she’ll nicely hand it over to you. Tied on that rose is a note where you’ll find the last clue.

• Damien

     I picked up all the food, and went out of the diner like what the note said.

     And like what Damien said, there was a cute small flower shop right in front of the diner. 

     I ran towards it and called out for the pretty lady inside the shop.

     “Hi miss,” I say with a bright smile.

     “Oh hello, you’re going to buy some flowers?” she asks me, but I shake my head and answered instead, “N-No. Uhm…a man named Damien left a rose here?”

     “Oh! Yes! The rose!” the lady says, suddenly excited.

     The lady then goes to the back. Then she heads back to where I was, a red rose now in her hand.

     “Here you go…Day,” she says with a bright smile.

     I took the rose and thanked her. Then I took the last clue that was attached to it.

     I opened the note and expected another witty poem. But instead, there was just a quick note that said, “ Beach. Follow the petals.“

     So I ended up asking the locals on what way I should use so I could go to the beach. And I kid you not but the people that I asked looked like they knew me. It was like Damien already talked to all of them.

     After a few more walking, I finally arrived at the beach. I had to immediately stop because the moment I arrived, there were literally rose petals scattered on the floor.

     I suddenly felt teary just by seeing it. But I sucked it all in and followed the rose petals.

     Somehow, as I continued to follow the rose petals, my heart wouldn’t stop beating.

     A part of me knew how this day was going to end, but a part of me also knew that Damien is very unpredictable so I shouldn’t assume again.

     But then, as I stepped on the last rose petals, I lifted my head and saw the man of my dreams.

     There he was, Damien Nicholas Collins, wearing a fucking suit.

     “You found me,” he casually says with a smile.

     I pouted and looked at the area.

    There was a small table with wine, more rose petals on the sand, two chairs, and a great view of the sea.

     “Nicholas!” I shouted as I ran to him.

     I gently dropped the food and the rose on the floor. Then I grabbed Damien and hugged him.

     Damien hugs me back and lifts me up and spins me around. He gives me a quick kiss before putting me back down, “So, how was it?” he asks me.

     I wipe the tears that I just noticed was actually already there. Then I hit his shoulder and answered, “How could you do this to me?”

     “Did you not like it?” he asks.

     I shake my head and answered him, “Not like it?! I was smiling the whole time!”

     Damien chuckles, and then he puts out a handkerchief and wipes my tears away, “Making you smile before you came here was my major goal.”

     “Baby, how long did you plan this?” I ask him.

     “I planned this even before the start of our trip,” he reveals, making me kiss him again.

     Afterwards, Damien guided me to the cute table. He pulls my chair for me like a prince and then places the pizza, the nachos, and the burger on top of the table.

     Before saying anything, he pours the wine on our glass. Then, he finally sat down on the chair in front of me.

     “You’re unbelievable Damien,” I say as I continued to watch him.

     Damien laughs and took a sip of his wine.

     I looked around the place that Damien prepared and said, “I don’t even know how to top this.”

     When I looked back at Damien, Damien had a serious face as he said; “You waited for me for five years. THAT is something that I can never top.”

     I smiled and took a deep breath. I stared at Damien’s blue eyes and said, “You know for some reason, I suddenly remembered the day I first met you. You were naked in my apartment, and you welcomed me by calling me daddy.”

     Damien and I chuckled, then I continued, “I was so confused, and I was asking myself…why is a naked godlike man inside my apartment? I must be dreaming.”

     Damien smiles and grabs my hand and suddenly says, “Do you know how nervous I was that day? That was the first time that you were gonna see me, and I had to make sure that when you see me, you’ll feel like you’re the luckiest person on earth to have ever seen a man like me.”

     “So cocky as always,” I say with a smirk.

     “But I’m not wrong right?” he teased.

     I took a sip of the wine too and told him, “Well, I guess you’re right. I am the luckiest person on earth.”

     Damien shakes his head and drinks down his wine. He then looks back at me and says, “Ask me what I thought when I saw you that day then?”

     I smile and bite my lower lip as I asked, “What did you think of when you saw me that day?”

     Damien looks deep into my eyes and told me, “That day, I thought…Wow, he’s as handsome as the last time that I saw him. I told myself that I’d have to work extra hard so he could fall in love with me. And when he’s mine…I will definitely not let go of him anymore.”

     Damien and I stared at each other while smiling like complete idiots.

     Afterwards, we finally ate our food and talked none stop the whole day.

     We were enjoying ourselves too much that I didn’t even notice the time anymore.

     “Baby! Look! The sun is setting!” I shouted as I immediately stood up from my seat and ran until the waves brushed my feet.

     Damien smiles and walks towards me. Then, he hugs me from behind and rests his chin on my shoulder.

     “I asked the locals where the best spot would be. They told me it was here because it’s where we’ll get a perfect view of the sunset,” Damien tells me.

     Both of us stared at the sunset.

     I don’t know why but as I was looking at it, I couldn’t help but be emotional, “It’s so beautiful,” I tell him.

    “ You’re beautiful, “ Damien whispered in my ear, making me laugh.

     Damien laughs back and stands beside me. He grabs my hand and kisses me. As we continued to look at the sunset, Damien says, “Remember when we first arrived here? I asked you if you were really happy to be with me. I even asked you to be really, really sure about it. Do you remember?” he asks, and I nodded my head as an answer.

     Damien kisses my hand again and says, “Well, that day, I was already finalizing everything. While you were at your room, I went to talk to your grandmother, to ask for your hand.”

     Damien then lets go of my hand, then the two of us faced each other. 

     My heart was already pounding, and tears were already pouring as I looked back at him.

     “After five years that I was away, on the day at the café, on the day I arrived and gave you the Band-Aid and you were eating cheesecake, I went to your family’s grave and asked for your hand as well.”

     “Oh Damien…”

     “Now, it’s your turn. I’m here to ask for your hand again Dane. It’s been so long, and I was so scared that your answer would be different now. But Day, like the first day I met you, to my last day here on earth, I will take care of you, I will love you…”

     Then Damien smirks and continues, “I will fuck you with everything I’ve got.”

     Both of us laughed, but Damien became serious again.

     “You have been my world. We have gone through so much that no one else in this world would understand us except for ourselves. All the years that I was in pain, can never compare to the few happy moments that we shared,” Damien says, before finally doing what I thought he’d never do.

     I never thought this day would ever come, but Damien finally goes down on one knee. He puts out a small box and shows it to me, and then he opens it. To my surprise, inside wasn’t a diamond ring that you might expect, but a silver ring that had a dog paw on it.

     “Let’s make more happy memories together Dane,” he tells me.

     The tears continued to pour as I looked back at Damien.

     Damien quickly wipes the tears that were suddenly falling down from his eyes too. Then he looks back at me and says, “Dane Andrew McCartney. For the second time around…are you still willing to marry me?”

     The tears continued to pour that word’s couldn’t come out of my mouth anymore.

     But, after composing myself. I took a deep breath and finally answered, “Answering no…never even crossed my mind.”

     Damien puts down his head and starts crying even more.

     So I went down on my knees and quickly held both of his cheeks so he could look at me, “I will marry you, Damien Nicholas Collins. I’ll definitely marry you.”

     Damien’s hand was shaking as he grabbed my hand. He takes the ring and slowly puts it on my ring finger, “Better than a Band-Aid,” he still managed to joke, making both of us laugh.

     When we stood up, Damien quickly hugs me and lifts me up.

     He kisses me again, but somehow, after all the kisses that Damien has already given me; this kiss was the sweetest.

     “Thank you for finding me Dane,” Damien says as he presses his forehead on mine.

     I draped my arms around his neck and answered back, “Thank you for wanting me to find you…Damien.”

• END -

(17.5) Getting Ready

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     I slowly and silently went out of my room so Dane wouldn’t be able to hear me.

     I went downstairs and went to the living room where I saw Andrea still sitting on her rocking chair.

     “Hey Andrea,” I tell her.

     Without directly looking at me, Andrea smiles and says back, “Hello Hunter, is there a problem?”

     “Ah, no. There’s no problem at all,” I tell her. Then I took a chair and sat beside her, “And didn’t I tell you that you can just call me Damien now?”

     Andrea continues to smile as she says, “But Hunter is cuter.”

     I laugh and just nod my head in defeat, “Then Hunter it is,” I say, and then suddenly, we became silently awkward.

     I took a deep breath and rested my elbow on top of my thighs. Then I took a deep breath and got ready to say something to Andrea. But before I could say anything, Andrea suddenly asks, “Aren’t you here to ask me something?”

     I quickly look at her with shock. Then I awkwardly laugh and say, “How’d you know?”

     “I might be practically blind, but I could sense that you’re nervous about something,” Andrea says.

     I nod my head and finally look at her, “Yeah, I am going to ask you something.”

     “And that must be?” she asks.

     I take and deep breath and got ready, “I’ve been thinking for a while, and I’ve planned it for weeks. And I think…n-no…I’m sure…that I’m ready to marry Dane.”

     Andrea doesn’t say anything, so I continued, “At first I wanted to secure our future before doing anything else. I wanted to stand in my own feet, which was why as soon as I got back to Dane; I immediately wanted to start the business that I have been planning. But then, we had this fight, and at that moment I knew that if I don’t put Dane first, I might end up losing him.”

     I paused for a while as I remembered the time Dane walked away from me at our apartment.

     I took a deep breath again and looked back at Andrea, “So I planned this trip. I talked to his family first, and I really wanted to personally ask you ask you about it because you’re the only family Dane has left.”

     I grab both of Andrea’s hand and held it, “With a pure heart Andrea…may I have your grandson’s hand?” I finally ask her.

     The whole living room was silent.

     Andrea doesn’t say anything so I started feeling a lot more nervous than I was earlier.

     “Andrea?” I called out. Just to make sure she actually didn’t fall asleep on me.

     “So you’re ready for marriage,” she finally says.

     I gulp and nod my head, “Yes,” I say.

     “Is Day ready too?” she asks next.

     I took a deep breath and answered, “I think he is. I proposed to him before, and I think he’s a little anxious now because we haven’t talked about it again yet.”

     Andrea doesn’t say anything again, but then, she squeezes my hand.

     “You know what Hunter? I’ve seen you since you were young. Hael brought you here, and whenever we talk, we also end up talking about Day. At those moments I knew that, even when my grandson haven’t even met you yet, you have already given your heart to him.”

     I stare at Andrea, not sure what to say after hearing what she just said.

     “But others will discriminate you. They’ll judge you and look at you weirdly like you’re some kind of alien. But, as I always say, love is love. If you two are ready for marriage, then go ahead and marry. As long as you love each other, that marriage will surely last for a lifetime,” Andrea adds, suddenly making me teary.

     She then smiles and finally says, “You have been like my grandson Hunter, and there is nothing that I could ask from you except this…”

     Andrea lets go of my hand, then, she pats my head like a kid and says, “Take good care of Dane for me…okay?”

     I look at her, a tear finally falling out of my eyes, “ Andrea…“

     “I give you my blessing…Damien Nicholas Collins.”

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     I was sweating, and my cheeks were aching like crazy.

     I bought yellow balloons but stupidly forgot to buy a freakin’ pump. So I ended up manually blowing them one by one.

     I placed one of my supposed ’ clues ’ inside one of the balloons, and then placed them all inside a box.

     I took my phone out and looked through my checklist. Flowers, done. Balloons, done. The very clever clues, done. Tables and chair for the beach lunch, done. I talked to the waitress at the diner and ordered the food. AND I managed to talk to some of the locals and told them about my plans as well. And I finished all that in just a few hours.

     I took my towel and dried my self up.

    “I practically did a workout,” I say as I stare at the sweat in my body.

     “Oh shit…the most important part!” I say as I immediately went to the bed. Under the bed, I took out a small red box, and inside the red box was none other than the most important item for tomorrow.

     “The ring,” I say as I opened it to check it for the last time.

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     “Perfect,” I say as I stared at the ring.

     This ring cost me about half a million dollars. I had to customize it too because I didn’t want to give Dane just any ring.

     The paw print is a cute touch; it’s like a symbol of our first meeting. 

     Honestly I wanted to put a Band-Aid inside instead and prank Dane and just give him the ring afterwards, but I thought that it’s better to have a serious mood when I ask him the “ Will you marry me again“ question.

     All I have to do now is fix the setup on the beach tomorrow. I have to leave early in the morning and tell Wilma and Andrea to stall Dane for me too.

     “Okay, everything’s ready for tomorrow. I just hope I don’t fucking screw it up,” I say as I placed the box of balloons inside a cabinet so Day wouldn’t see them yet.

     Well, I just hope they don’t pop.

     “Wait? Should I wear a suit?” I suddenly ask myself.

     I was about to close the cabinet to check my bag if I managed to bring my suit, but then I suddenly saw another box.

     “What’s this?” I ask as I looked at what was inside.

    My eyes widened from shock when I saw all kinds of sex toys inside.

     “No fucking way,” I say as I continued to check the toys. And as I was checking it, a sudden idea suddenly popped into my head.

      “Hael you perverted bastard. You actually did something right this time. “

     “ Day! Day dinner is ready!“ I suddenly heard Wilma shout from outside my room. So I immediately placed the box back and closed the cabinet.

     Someone knocks on the door. I took a deep breath and tried to act normal as I immediately opened the door.

     The person who knocked was none other than the love of my life, Dane.

     “Dinner’s ready?” I ask him.

     Dane looks at me weirdly. Then he looks at me from head to toe and says, “What the hell did you do?”

     “ Planning my re-proposal for you, “ I thought to myself. But I smiled and answered instead, “I was exercising.”

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(18) The Final Vow

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(Three Months Later)

     “Day!” Todd shouted as I saw him running down the hallway.

     I was looking at the window, my heart beating like crazy.

     “Day, what are you still doing here? Everyone’s already waiting for you,” he tells me while trying to catch his breath.

     “Todd, do I look okay? Or do I look like shit?” I honestly ask my best friend slash best man as he arrived in front of me.

     Todd looks at me with disbelief and shouts, “Day! You’ve asked me about that five times already!”

     I pouted and looked out the window again, “S-sorry. I’m just so nervous. I haven’t slept properly at the hotel. I couldn’t eat. And I think I’m gonna faint.”

     Todd grabs my arm and forcefully makes me look at him. Then he grabs my shoulder and says, “Day, you’ve been dreaming about this for years. You’ll be fine. I know you will.”

     “But-”

     “I’ll handle it from here Mr. Cooper,” someone suddenly says.

     Todd and I looked at our right and saw Chairman Herbert Orlando ( If you don’t remember him, he’s the chairman of EXRay Media ).

     “Herbert!” I called out, making Todd let go of me.

     “Go ahead and join your family at the venue. And tell them to begin the ceremony,” Herbert tells Todd.

     Todd nods his head then looks at me, “Then I’ll head inside. Good luck Day.”

     He pats my back and quickly leaves Herbert and me.

     “Nervous?” he suddenly asks me when Todd was out of sight.

     I took a deep breath and look at him, “Terrified,” I answered, making him chuckle.

     “This is your wedding. You should be happy, not terrified,” he tells me.

     I nod my head and answer him instead, “Thank you for agreeing to walk me down the aisle by the way.” 

     Herbert smiles and says, “No. Thank YOU for considering me to do so. Even though I know that you chose me because your grandmother couldn’t walk the aisle with you.”

     I shook my head and took a deep breath again, “No…Uncle Hael would have wanted you to. But in all honestly, I wanted it too.”

     I paused and looked out the window again. Looking at the beautiful garden outside the building that we were on.

     Herbert did the same and said nothing.

     “You treated me like your own son. Took care of me in the shadows. And gave me the most important thing in your life ( The EXRay Media ),” I tell him with total sincerity.

     “It’s embarrassing to say but…thanks for being like a father to me,” I finished.

     Herbert doesn’t say anything.

     I thought he felt weird about it, but suddenly tears fell from his eyes, shocking me.

     “Why are you crying?!” I practically shouted.

     Herbert laughs and puts out a handkerchief to wipe his tears away. Then he pats my head and says, “Hael would be so proud of you. Your parents would be so proud of you. I…am proud of you.”

     Now, thanks to what he just said, I suddenly felt teary too.

     Herbert pats my head and laughs again, “I first saw you when you were a kid. Now…you’re a full grown man who’s getting married. You should be happy now like what your uncle wanted, okay?”

     I smile and nod my head.

    “Now come on. Everyone’s waiting,” Herbert says as he gives me his arm, making me gulp.

     This is it.

    “Let’s go,” I say as I gently hold onto his arm.

     We walk towards a large door where the wedding planner was waiting outside.

     “There you are!” she tells us. She then takes her walkie-talkie and says, “ The second groom has arrived. Get ready.“

     I exhaled and gulped again. Getting myself ready for the ceremony that we have been preparing for months.

     “I’ll count to three and signal the men inside to open the doors. Get ready Mr. McCartney,” she tells me. But I was so nervous that I couldn’t even respond.

     Finally, the wedding planner counts down.

     One…

     Two…

     Three…

     The large door opens wide. Revealing the beautiful indoor garden that was covered with different kinds of flowers.

     Herbert and I slowly entered the venue.

     As we got inside, everything was somehow blurry.

     Cameras were flashing everywhere.

     Everyone was clapping their hand as the song ‘The promise’ played.

https://youtu.be/8HRaiRltBQ0

(NOTE: This song was once my favorite. I was supposed to choose a different song but then I remembered this song and I was literally teary when I was listening to it while writing the chapter. I recommend you to listen to this while you read the rest of this chapter. )

     But then, as I slowly walked down the aisle, my vision became clearer, and familiar faces welcomed me.

     On the right side of the venue was for Damien’s friends and family. There were some of his coworkers, AKA the Companions. And some other people that I knew who were from Damien’s hometown, Rivermounth. All of them were familiar, but the two people who I recognized the most was Lilith and Abraham. Lilith was Damien’s house cook who can make great stew, and Abraham was the man who helped me escape when the Big Dogs arrived at Rivermounth.

     I look at them and wave my hand, making them quickly wave back at me.

     My previous neighbor Holland, who I just found out was secretly taking care of me while Damien was fixing his case, was also there. Even though I didn’t know his intentions, Holland still protected me. He even helps me out when I’m cleaning my apartment sometimes.

     “Long time no see,” I quickly say when I passed by him, making him smile.

     Then there was Christine Laker and Neil White, the two people who helped me out when I found out about the Association because of the masquerade ball.

     They were also the ones who were at the pet shop, and Christine was the one who introduced me to Hunter.

     “Congrats Day!” I heard Christine shout, making me smile.

     In front of them was none other than Jonathan Philips, the man who gave me the gold and black card that literally changed my life.

     He was clapping. He wasn’t the type of person who always smiles but he was smiling too.

     Then there was Marie Cameron, the owner of the diner we went to when Damien and I were driving to my hometown.

     I invited her because she was a significant person in Damien and my uncle’s life as well. I’m glad she was able to make it here in time. I insisted to ask a personal driver to fetch her but she literally told me, “ I don’t do those fancy type of shit. “ Which made both Damien and I laugh.

     “Congratulations Mr. McCartney,” someone then says.

     I saw Maxon O’Conner next, the personal secretary who I got so jealous of.

     I was mad at him for no reason, which made me apologize when I met him again. He laughed and told me that I shouldn’t be jealous because he was shockingly already married to someone even before I met him, which embarrassed me even more.

     If only Damien told me that sooner.

     And I also found out that he helped Damien prepare the proposal, so I felt like a real asshole for acting so immature when I met him.

     Then there was a tall man who looked like a mafia, but was actually a very famous CEO of a big company. He was standing beside a handsome Asian man who was covered in tattoos, and a kid who I suspect is their child, Vinnie. Damien introduced me to him before our wedding. He told me they’re going to be business partners as soon as Damien finally opens his own company. And he also told me that they were once close friends when Damien was still a Companion, which was very surprising.

     They gave out this somewhat dangerous and terrifying aura, even their son too. But they were still clapping, so I guess that’s okay.

     On the other side of the room was my family and friends.

     My coworkers at EXRay Media were there, and of course, the woman who will always be by my side in times of crisis, Jane Roberts.

     “I love you forever Day!” she shouts while crying, making me laugh.

     Then, the man beside him, was shockingly Richard Peters, also known as the famous, Mr. Peters.

     I know it’s weird that I invited him, but he’s been a nice man to me ever since the photoshoot. And besides, he was the one who called Damien when that asshole Timothy was harassing me at the restroom.

     You just HAD to remember that right now -Inner Conscience.

     Yup, my inner conscience is at my wedding too.

     Alright, I shouldn’t be thinking about that at my wedding day.

     “You look great Day!” another person shouts, and that was none other than my best friend, Todd Cooper.

     Some might think that it’s even weirder that I invited my ex at my own wedding, which was also my best man at the wedding as well.

     But Todd has been my best friend even before we became together in the past. He was with me before when Hael died, and he was with me before when Damien was away. I could not have asked for any better man to be by my side during the crucial moments of my life.

     Todd will always be in my heart. Always.

     “Handsome as always Day,” his wife says while holding their sons hand.

     “Uncle Day!” Zeus - their son - shouts next while jumping up and down.

     I smile at them and continue walking with Herbert.

     Near the front, I saw my last living family member.

     Grandma Andrea Helena McCartney was there, crying, making me almost cry too. I look at her and wave my hand. Wilma, who was sitting beside her, whispers something. Then grandma smiles and waves back at me.

     But then, the thing that I saw on her other side finally made a tear fall out of my eyes.

     It was a picture of my family while I was still a baby. Uncle Hael and my parents were at the picture. There was a yellow bellflower placed on the chair too, which finally made me break down.

     “ Mom, dad, sis, uncle…are you looking at me right now? I’m getting married, can you believe it? “ I ask as I continue to look at the picture.

     Herbert pats my hand to comfort me, so I smile and quickly wipe the tears away.

     But after one last step, Herbert and I finally stopped walking.

     I slowly lifted my head and saw the man who I will always be thankful for, Damien Nicholas Collins.

     Victor Collins, his uncle, was standing beside him.

     When Herbert removed my hand from his arm, he goes to Damien and hugs him. Then uncle Victor goes to me and hugs me as well.

     Finally, Damien goes to me and shows me his arm.

     Damien was smiling, but I could see that he was feeling nervous too, which made me feel a little better.

     So I smile and slowly grab his arm, and then both of us looked at the presider.

     “Welcome everyone. You may all sit down,” the presider says, making all the guests sit back down on their seats.

     “Love is a special thing that humans are lucky enough to feel. Not everyone finds it, so those who do are fortunate. Some people say love is a bitter thing that will only taste good in the beginning. But the truth is love is a mixture of every taste. Sometimes it is good, sometimes it is bad, but sometimes, like what they say, love gives you a little spice in a life that you thought was bland-”

     As the presider continued, I glanced at Damien and whispered, “I heard you ordered 20 cheese cakes for our wedding cake.”

     “You mean wedding CAKES,” he whispers back, making me chuckle.

     “You’re an idiot.”

    “You look handsome,” Damien suddenly comments, making me blush.

     “Love…is love. And nothing can change that,” the presider suddenly finishes, quickly making Damien and I stop talking.

     He then gestures at us and says, “We are gathered here today as witnesses for the joining in bond of matrimony of Dane Andrew McCartney and Damien Nicholas Collins.”

     The presider looks at us and adds, “Please look at each other and state your vows.”

     I slowly let go of Damien’s arm, and both of us faced it other.

     The moment we faced each other, Damien suddenly sticks his tongue out like a kid, making me and the entire guests laugh.

     “Sorry, I’m just fucking nervous right now,” Damien tell me, making everyone laugh again.

     He then took out a paper from his pocket and clears his throat.

     He reads what was on the paper and looks back at me, “Dane, when we first met, I wasn’t sure that you’d love me like how I loved you.”

     Damien gulps and looks back at his paper again, “I was afraid that maybe our paths would cross, but we were only stopovers for each other. But, after so many years, I realized that I wasn’t just a stopover, but a home that you will always come back to.”

     Damien finally puts the paper down and looks at me. To my surprise, Damien’s eyes were suddenly red, like he was inches away from crying.

     He looks at me, his blue eyes that always captivated me, stared back at me with pure happiness, “I, Damien Nicholas Collins, will be your home, as you are to me. I vow to share everything with you, respect you, understand you, and love you for as long as I live. That is my solemn vow,” Damien finishes.

    Tears were also pouring out of my eyes now, so Wilma quickly goes to me and gives me her handkerchief.

     “Thank you,” I say as I quickly wipe the tears away.

     I took a deep breath and took out a paper as well.

     I gulped and started reading from the paper that I was holding, “Harriett Jackson Brown Jr. once said that ‘love is when the other person’s happiness is more important than your own.’ I believe in that quote because you have proven it to me over and over again.”

     I glanced at Damien and continued, “You sacrificed your own happiness, in exchange for mine. And even if you constantly tell me not to say this but…I will always feel, that I am not worthy of you.”

     Damien puts his head down and quickly puts out his handkerchief to wipe his tears.

     The tears on my eyes continued to flow but I ignored it.

     I glanced at my paper before finally putting it back inside my pockets.

     I took a deep breath and continued, “But I, Dane Andrew McCartney, do solemnly swear, that I will show you, that loving me was worth it too. I will cherish you and support you. I will respect you and love you. And I will be by your side for as long as I live. This is my vow.”

     Damien and I stare at each other.

     We were both crying, but when our eyes met, we started laughing.

     I reached out for Damien and wiped his tears away with the handkerchief that I was holding.

     After stating our vows, the presider suddenly gestures his hand to me and asks, “Do you, Dane Andrew McCartney, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?”

     I took a deep breath, “I do,” I confidently answered, making both of us grin.

     “And do you promise to keep him, love and comfort, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, for better or for worse and to be faithful until death do you part?” he asks next, quickly making me nod my head, “I do.”

     The presider then looks at Damien and says, “And you, Damien Nicholas Collins, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?”

     I thought Damien was going to joke about this. But surprisingly, he seriously looks back at me and answers, “I do.”

     I don’t know why but the way he said it almost made my heart skip a beat.

     “And do you promise to keep him, love and comfort, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, for better or for worse and to be faithful until death do you part?”

    Damien takes a deep breath and answers in a low voice, “I fucking do.”

    Everyone laughs, and so did the presider.

     “The rings,” he then says.

     I thought someone was going to hand it to us, but to my surprise, the door suddenly opens. Everyone starts cheering when we saw Hunter the dog and Cookie the cat wearing a groom and a bride costume. They walk inside the room with small bags attached to their collars. They even had a nametag so we’d know which ring belonged to whom.

     “Oh my god that’s fucking adorable,” I say as Damien and I both went down to take the rings.

     Damien takes the ring from Hunter and quickly scratched his head, “That’s a good boy.”

     I took the ring on Cookie next and was about to pat her too but she immediately ran back to grandma, making everyone laugh again.

     I pout but laughed anyway.

     Damien and I both stood back up and looked at each other. Then we took out our rings from the bag.

     Damien takes my hand first as he says, “Dane Andrew McCartney, I give you this ring, in token of my commitment and love.”

     He places the ring on my ring finger and kissed my hand. Then I took his hand next and said as well, “Damien Nicholas Collins, I give you this ring , in token of my commitment and love.”

     When I placed the ring on his finger, the presider immediately says with a happy and excited tone, “Mr. McCartney and Mr. Collins, you are now forever bounded by this matrimony. May you live your lives with respect, love and understanding. May you fulfill your dreams and become each other’s support for as long as you both shall live.”

     He then looks back at the audience and says, “It is now my pleasure that I pronounce you…spouses for life.”

     Everything stopped then and there.

     Everyone immediately stood up from their seats. They started clapping and cheering, calling our names like we just won something.

     But actually, we did win something.

     We won each other, and that’s all the prize that I need.

     “You may now…kiss,” the presider finally says, quickly making me snap back to my senses.

     Damien and I looked back at each other, smiling and laughing because of complete happiness.

     “ I’m all yours now Mr. Collins, “ I whispered as Damien pressed his forehead on mine.

     Damien smirks and whispers back, “ But weren’t you already mine…Mr. Collins? “

     I bite my lip, suddenly embarrassed to be called Mr. Collins.

     “Idi-” 

     But before I could finish the word ’ idiot ’, Damien pulls me close to him and suddenly gave me a kiss, making everyone cheer even more.

     When we parted from the kiss, Damien and I looked at the crowd of people.

     Everyone here became an important person in our lives. Maybe some had terrible first meetings, but now we were all each other’s support.

     If it weren’t for them, Damien and I wouldn’t have gone this far.

     Maybe things didn’t run smoothly for Damien and I in the past, and maybe things won’t go as smooth in the future either.

     But you know what?

     Who cares…

     I’m fucking married!

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EPILOGUE

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(Seven Years Later)

     “That will be all, thank you,” I say as the men in front of me clapped their hands. 

     They shook my hand one by one and left the room. And when they were all gone, I sat back down on my seat and sighed.

     I have been conducting meetings overseas for almost two weeks now.

     EXRay Media has been expanding, and I’m planning to launch a collaboration project with an Asian company. Next month I’ll be planning on contacting a European company too.

     I’ve been busy for so long that I haven’t been home for a while. And not being back home is frustrating me a little.

     I took a deep breath and rested my head on the table.

     “Chairman Collins,” someone suddenly calls out, surprising me.

     I will never get used to people calling Mr. Collins.

     “What?” I ask as I lifted my head up.

     Standing in front of me was my new assistant, Adam.

     You might have thought that I’d make Jane my new assistant, but I decided to make her president of the company instead because I knew that Jane have been very tired of assisting me. Which she kinda still does, but not as much as before now.

     “I’ve heard the director’s opinions about your project and I think they’re very excited about it as you are,” Adam tells me as he sits on the chair on my right.

     “Well I’m glad. I’ve been working on it for months. I’ve already talked to the company’s department head too. They’re only waiting for my go signal now,” I say while loosening my tie.

     “Some of the company chairmen’s are excited about collaborating with you as well. Especially since you’re partnered with your husband’s company and the famous Valentino Empire,” Adam explains, making me chuckle.

     “Damien’s a CEO famous for his clubs, and Chairman Val is famous for his ‘strong’ connections. If it weren’t for them I might have destroyed my uncle and Herbert’s dream company,” I honestly say.

     Adam shakes his head and says, “Don’t say that. If it weren’t for your hard work chairman then the company would have already shut down. We might just be some small Media Company but we’re able to compete with big corporations.”

     I chuckle and nod my head, “You really are new. You’re so optimistic.”

     “Well we’re already so stressed and pressured, a little optimism won’t hurt,” he says, making me laugh now.

     “You’re right. And besides, all I have to think about now is the new model for our next issue. I’ll try contacting Todd’s modeling agency, he always has the best models,” I say.

     “Wait, isn’t Todd your rumored ex-boyfriend?” Adam suddenly says, quickly making me glare at him.

     Adam flinched and immediately defended, “S-Sorry chairman. It was…it was just a rumor. Don’t worry.”

     I rolled my eyes. Then I sighed and massaged my temple, “I’m so tired, I want to go home,” I tell him.

     “You miss your family chairman?” Adam asks, making me nod my head as an answer, “Yeah. Very much.”

     I looked at my wedding ring and looked back at Adam, “My husband is at his hometown Rivermounth. Uncle Victor’s birthday was a few days ago, they’ve been staying there for a week now.”

     “Chairman Damien is very lucky to be able to take a break like that. I wish I had one too,” Adam suddenly says with a bright smile, making me glare at him again.

     Adam flinched again and defended himself for the second time, “I mean…I know I’m tired but I know you’re ten times tired compared to me. So of course you’ll have a break like that in the future too chairman.”

     “Seriously Adam. Sometimes I wish you had the ability to shut your mouth,” I tell him, making Adam pretend to zip his mouth.

     I sighed and took out my phone.

     When I opened my phone, there were twenty-four miscalls from people that I don’t even remember anymore, and at least fifty new messages, pilling up to the hundred of messages that I haven’t even red yet.

     I opened my phone and ignored all the messages when I saw a text from Damien.

     I quickly opened his message:

     From: // Daddy Damien //

     To: // Dane Andrew McCartney Collins //

     Hey honey, how are you? 

     We’re going to go back to the city tomorrow, but my uncle keeps on begging me to stay a little longer. But come on, we’ve been here for a week now! I need to get back to work!

     But I’m a little tempted to stay cuz our little diva princess is enjoying it here. She’s having tantrums since this morning but I promised her we’d come back here with you. And maybe visit your hometown next so Daniela could visit grandma Andrea’s grave.

     And when I told her that there would be a beach nearby, she ended up flippin’. She’s OBSESSED with the beach. And guess where she got that?

     From me of course haha

     It’s already dark here, and I know it’s still morning from where you are. So I guess good morning and good night then?

     I’m reading her favorite book, Romeo and Juliet by Shakespeare.  Thanks to grandma giving her the book, she’s always begging me to read it for her even though I know this isn’t appropriate for kids, and even though she doesn’t understand shit. 

     But don’t worry; I skip the ‘inappropriate’ scenes for her. I always tell her that Romeo and Juliet happy lived at the end but you know, let’s just pretend this is another version of Romeo and Juliet to not scare our kid for the rest of her life.

     I guess that’s it. I know you’re busy. So I hope you know that I love you very much and I wish you’re sleeping and eating right.

     I don’t want you getting sick, especially when I’m not there with you.

    But daddy, Daniela and I already miss you. When are you coming home?

     I couldn’t help but hide my smile as I finish reading the long message that Damien gave me.

    I was about to stand up from my seat but Adam suddenly looks at me and says, “Oh yeah, chairman, I almost forgot to tell you. President Rodriguez is asking if you could visit his company tomorrow.”

     I stood up and looked at my phone again.

     “You know what? Tell him I’m busy,” I say with a grin on my face.

     “What?” he asks from complete shock, quickly making him stand up from his seat as well.

     I typed something on my phone and looked back at Adam, “Prepare the private jet. I’m going back.”

     “What?!” Adam asks again, but the only thing I could do was smile and walk my way out of the room.

     From: // Daddy Dane //

     To: // Damien Nicholas Collins //

     Nicholas, tell Daniela that…

     Daddy’s coming home.

• FIN -

Special Chapter: Daddy’s Little Pup [m]

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     “That was so much fun!” I excitedly say as Damien and I entered our hotel room here in Maldives.

     “Did you enjoy it?” Damien asks, and I nodded my head with a bright smile on my face.

     It was already late, and Damien and I just finished partying at an open club near the beach.

     We met so many people and just danced all night long even though Damien doesn’t really like dancing.

     “I’ll go take a bath first so you should rest for a while,” Damien tells me. 

      I looked at him and nodded my head.

     “This is our first fuck as a married couple so I want you to be ready,” Damien suddenly tells me, making my face tomato red all of a sudden.

     He chuckles and gently pats my head before heading inside the bathroom.

     When he closed the door, I immediately went to my luggage and opened it. Inside my bag was a box that Christine and the others gave me after our wedding day. This was basically a special ‘companion’ gift that they made sure Damien wouldn’t see.

     “ Use this during your honeymoon and I’m one hundred percent sure Damien will surrender to everything that you will say, “ I remember Neil telling me.

     We’ve been here for three days, and I’ve rejected Damien every night for the last few days just for this moment.

     This was our last day here before finally heading back to the city.

     I specifically suggested to Damien that I wanted to go to a club today so I could get a couple of drinks. But I didn’t want to be too drunk since Damien doesn’t like fucking me when I’m not sobered up.

     “This it is,” I say as I slowly opened the box.

     My face blushed the moment I saw the inside.

     I’ve seen it before but I still can’t help but shiver whenever I see it again.

     I gulp and quickly close the box again, “You can do this Day. This is just a one in a lifetime experience for the two of you. You have to impress Damien with this,” I tell myself with complete determination.

     After doing a few quick stretches, ( because I’ll definitely get destroyed later) , Damien goes out of the bathroom with only a towel covering his lower area.

     “What are you doing?” he asks when he saw me stretching on the floor.

     I quickly stood up straight and looked away from him.

     I’ve seen him naked so many times but I still manage to blush whenever I see him like that.

     “I’ll take a bath now!” I quickly say instead as I grabbed the box and ran inside the bathroom.

      I locked the door and placed the box on top of the counter.

     I took a thorough bath and dried myself up afterwards. Then I opened the box again and took out the items inside.

     The first item was a perfume that the Companions said was Damien’s favorite scent.

     The perfume was pretty strong and seductive. It smelled like if you wear it, the person who would be able to smell it would push you down and fuck you endless.

     I don’t usually use perfume, but if it will help turn Damien on then I guess I could give it a try.

     I place a small amount on my wrist, my neck, and of course, on my inner thigh area. I don’t want it to smell too strong, but I don’t want it to be too little that Damien wouldn’t be able to smell it either.

     “ I guess that’s enough of that, “ I whisper to myself as I placed the perfume back inside the box.

     Next was the main course, AKA the item that I can’t believe I would be wearing tonight.

     “ Damien you’re lucky I fucking love you ,“ I tell myself as I took out the collar, the doggy-ears and the underwear that had a doggy-tail too.

     I blush as I stare at the items again.

     “ Will Damien really like this ?“ I ask myself as I finally wear the underwear, the collar, and the ears.

     I looked at myself in the mirror and I couldn’t help but laugh at how stupid I looked.

     “Oh my god I can’t do this,” I say as I was about to remove the doggy ears. But then I remembered Christine’s words again.

     “ Damien has been wearing all kinds of different costumes for years when he was a Companion. Some were even very ridiculous in my opinion. He’ll really love it if he sees someone wear it for him this time. Just be confident about it and Damien will really feel how much you love him, “ Christine tells me, making me take a deep breath.

     Fine, if Damien can do it then I can too.

     I’m a very serious Department Head who does nothing but intimidate my coworkers. But if I can show Damien that I can be like this at times then maybe Damien would realize that I could do anything for him like how he does for me.

     “You’re a fucking sexy little pup,” I tell myself as I stare at myself at the mirror.

     Then I took a deep breath and finally turned the doorknob.

     I peeked outside and saw Damien naked in bed, drinking water, and the lube now ready on the table beside the bed.

     Looks like he’s ready too.

     “You’re a sexy little pup,” I tell myself again, like I was convincing myself that I actually was a sexy little pup.

     I took one last deep breath and finally opened the door.

     The moment Damien laid his eyes on me; he suddenly spits his water from complete shock.

     “D-Dane?” he asks, his eyes wide from shock and confusion.

     I was so nervous when I was inside the bathroom. But now that I’m right in front of Damien, I feel like my inner hoe just took over me completely.

     “You like it daddy?” I ask him as I slowly walk towards him.

     Damien puts his water bottle on the table and gulps, “Why are you wearing that?” he asks me.

     I smirked and crawled towards him, “Do you not like it?” I ask, my face now a few inches away from his.

     Damien gulps again, and I could see that his ears were turning red.

     His reaction excited me even more.

     “After rejecting me for two nights, you end up torturing me like this?” he asks back.

     I smirked and bite his lower lip. Damien was about to give me a kiss but I pushed him back and went down from the bed.

     “Watch,” I say as I took my phone and played something.

     The song ‘Daddy Issues’ by The Neighborhood played. I stood in front f Damien and started dancing like I was drunk inside a club.

    It wasn’t really dancing. It was more like sexily caressing myself while I slowly swayed my body.

     I closed my eyes, feeling the music consume me.

     When I opened my eyes back, I saw Damien gripping on the sheets while he stared at my entire body.

     His intense stare made me feel hotter. So when the first chorus of the song was over, I went back to the bed and sat on top of Damien while facing him.

     Damien leans forward and smells my neck. Then he looks back at me and smirks, like he just recognized the perfume that I was wearing.

     I grabbed his hand and used it to slide it down my body and down to my crotch area.

     Damien smirks and squeezes my cock with no hesitation. Then I bite my lower lip and pushed his hand away from me again.

     I moved myself closer so my crotch could touch his.

     When they were finally pressed against each other, I started moving my hips and rubbing our cocks together.

     Damien holds my waist and starts licking my body.

     As I continued to grind on top of him, Damien couldn’t help but let a growl escape from his mouth.

     He then lifts me up and starts sucking on my nipples, making me moan this time.

     “Yes daddy, suck it like that,” I say as I hold his head and push it further into me.

     When Damien was done licking my nipples, I went down from Damien and said, “Daddy, can you please lay down for me?” I ask him as I was removing my underwear, exposing my already throbbing dick.

     Damien grins and did what he was told.

     When he was now lying down on the bed, I went on top of him. My face was facing his cock, while Damien was facing my ass.

     “Lick me real good daddy. Make me real wet like how you always to,” I tell him.

     I thought Damien was going to laugh or chuckle like how he does before. But to my surprise, Damien holds my ass and spreads it open.

     “That would be my greatest pleasure Mr. Dane Collins,” he tells me. Then without any warning, Damien sticks his tongue out and shoves it inside my hole, immediately making me moan like crazy.

     I grip on the sheets and lowered my head.

     As Damien continued to ‘eat my ass’, I opened my own mouth and started devouring Damien’s huge dick.

     “Hmmm,” I moan, making my mouth vibrate for Damien’s personal pleasure.

     Damien grips on my ass harder. Then, he lets go of it, sucks two of his fingers, and immediately shoves it inside me, almost making me bite Damien’s hard dick.

     “Oh daddy…that feel so good,” I say when I stopped sucking him.

     “What you’re doing feels extremely good too little pup,” he says, making me smirk.

     So I lean back down and continued giving Damien a blowjob.

     I give him a few quick licks, and then I put it inside my mouth and pushed myself further, almost making his cock touch my throat.

     Damien shoved another finger inside me. My eyes widened from shock, and I immediately had to pull away from Damien’s cock because I almost chocked because of what he did.

     “Want another finger?” he asks me. But before I could answer him, he shoves in his forth finger, making me scream as I feel my hole stretching even more.

     “Ah! Daddy! Yes! That’s it! More!” I shouted.

     Damien doesn’t move his fingers. But he moves closer and starts licking the outside area of my hole, making it feel even better.

     “Suck daddy’s dick baby. Let’s cum together,” he says.

     I couldn’t move for a few seconds because of the fingers inside me.

     Saliva was already oozing out at the side of my mouth because I felt like I was in complete ecstasy.

     I gulp and continued sucking on Damien like how he wanted me to.

     After a few more seconds of pleasuring each other, Damien suddenly grabs my cock and squeezes it, “I-I’m going to…c-cum.”

     My eyes widened as Damien continued to squeeze on my member.

     But a few seconds later, Damien releases all of his load inside my mouth without any warning.

     I swallowed everything without any hesitation because Damien loves it when I do so.

     “Now it’s your turn,” he says as he starts thrusting his fingers deeper inside me.

     I became a moaning mess again. And just a few seconds away from Damien, I finally released my load too.

     My cum oozed out and dropped on top of Damien chest. But Damien didn’t care.

     He puts out all of his fingers and sat up. He kisses my back and my shoulder, then he whispered in my ear, “ you made daddy really happy today. “

     Then he pushes me, making me stand on my fours like a dog.

     He slaps my ass, making me wince a little. But I loved how it felt when he did it so it turned me on again.

     “Now it’s daddy’s turn to make my little pup happy,” he says as he takes the lube on the table.

     He squeezes the lube and spreads it on my hole and on his dick.

     Then, he stands up on the bed and positioned himself right at my entrance.

     Without putting it in yet, Damien started rubbing himself on my hole.

     He was making the tip of his dick tease my hole. Giving it a little taste on how it would feel like it his dick was inside.

     It’s been weeks since our last sex.

     Since we were planning our wedding, Damien and I haven’t done it yet. So today was extra special for the both of us.

     “You missed daddy’s dick inside you?” he asks me.

     I was already panting even though Damien hasn’t put it inside me yet, “Yes daddy…I miss it so much,” I shamelessly say.

     Damien smirks and continues to tease me.

     “Come on daddy, destroy me. Just stick it in and fuck me hard until I couldn’t take it anymore,” I bravely tell him, making Damien growl again.

     “I fucking love it when you turn into a slut for me,” he says before slapping my ass again.

     After a few more rubs, Damien suddenly rams his dick inside me, making my eyes widen from complete shock.

     The sudden pain escalated in my entire body. I didn’t even have a voice anymore. My mouth was wide open but no words were coming out of my mouth.

     I gripped on the sheets as Damien slowly pulls his dick out. But as soon as he puts it out, Damien rams it back inside again.

     “A-Ah! Damien!” I was now able to shout.

     Damien starts thrusting in and out of me.

     I couldn’t help but squeeze my hole tighter, making Damien grip on my waist and say, “Yes baby…that’s it…squeeze daddy’s dick just like that.”

     Damien continued to aggressively thrust inside of me.

     My arm became so weak that I ended up falling on the bed. But that didn’t stop Damien.

     I was lying on the bed now but Damien kneeled down and continued to thrust his dick inside me.

     My cheek was rubbing on the bed.

     Damien was pushing and pulling himself so aggressively that the bed started moving too.

     “Ah yes! Daddy faster! Push yourself deeper inside me!” I shouted as Damien continued to hit the perfect spots that brought shivers in my entire body.

    “Break me daddy! I want it faster and harder!” I demanded him again.

    Damien thrusts himself faster. Then he went deeper, the tip of his dick touching something inside me that finally made me cum for the second time.

     I exhaled as the cum continued to ooze out.    

     “Ah baby! I’m gonna cum again!” Damien now shouted.

     He stops moving, then, he releases all of his load inside me.

     His cum was so hot that I honestly wanted to fuck again.

     “That…was amazing,” I honestly say.

     We were panting heavily.

     Damien pulls his cock out of me, his cum immediately oozing out.

     He sits down and rests his back on the headboard of the bed.

     Then he suddenly grabs my arm and pulls me towards him so he could make me sit on top of him. The sudden action almost made me shout because my ass hurt a lot when I moved all of a sudden.

     “Oops, sorry,” Damien says with a grin as I was now sitting on top of him while facing each other.

     I pouted and hit his shoulder.

     Then I removed the doggy ears and threw it on the floor. I guess the collar was okay so I decided to just leave it there.

     “This reminds me of my collar,” he says, making me remember that Damien used to wear one too when I still thought that he was an actual dog.

     “I should have taken a picture while you were wearing all that,” he adds as he brushed my hair back with his fingers.

    “Want me to wear it again later?” I ask with a smirk, making him chuckle, “I’d love that.”

     I pressed my body on his and rested my head on his shoulder. Our sweaty bodies touched each other but I didn’t mind. 

     Damien hugged me by the waist and gently kissed my head.

     “No wonder they say honeymoon sex is the best,” Damien tells me, making me laugh.

     As we continued to hug each other, Damien suddenly asks, “By the way…who gave you the idea to wear that?”

     I smirk and looked back at Damien’s blue eyes.

     Then I quickly gave him a kiss before answering, “That’s a secret.”

• END -

Special Chapter: Daddy’s Big Boy Toys

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     “Hunter!” Hael shouted from outside my bedroom.

     I was at the Companion’s Mansion, getting ready to head to one of my customers later this evening.

     “Hunter!” Hael shouted again, making me sigh and put down the perfume that I always wear.

     “What is it?!” I annoyingly ask as I finally opened the door.

     Hael looks at me and says, “Wear a good suit, a new master wants you.”

     I look at him confusingly and say, “What? Who? I already have someone to-”

     “The customer personally asked for the highest ranking Companion. He said he’d be willing to pay 50 million dollars for a 30 minute session with you,” Hael says, shocking me.

     “50 million for a thirty minute session?!” I asked from shock.

     “Yes, now go change,” Hael says before finally leaving.

     “But how about Hunter the dog!” I shout. Then Hael shouts back, “He doesn’t like dogs so there’s no need to it!”

     I was still confused on this sudden request, but I immediately went back inside my room to get ready.

     I wore the most expensive suit that I have in my closet. I waxed my hair back and looked at the mirror, “30 minutes? I can make you cum in 5 minutes,” I confidently say with a smirk before finally heading downstairs where Hael was waiting for me.

     “Let’s go,” he simply says before going inside the car.

     When I got inside too, the car immediately drives away.

     “What’s going on? Why are we in such a hurry?” I ask as I looked at Hael.

     Hael was reading something on his phone as he says, “The man that we’re going to is very rich and very well-known. I heard he’s very impatient so we can’t make him wait for too long.”

     “Well that’s scary,” I say, and Hael doesn’t say anything anymore.

     So I took a deep breath and just waited until we arrived at wherever we were supposed to be.

     “We’re here,” the driver says, quickly making me look out at the car window.

     “Whoa, this is Poseidon Hotel,” I say as Hael goes out of the car first. So I immediately went out as well and followed him.

     We walked inside the hotel where a scary looking man suddenly welcomed us.

     “You must be Hael McCartney?” the man asks us.

     Hael smiles and nods his head as he shook the hand of the man who greeted us.

     “Yes, I’m Hael, chairman of the Companion’s Association. And this is Hunter, my most expensive companion,” Hael says as he gestures at me.

     The man lets go of Hael’s hand and looks at me, “Hello, I’m Johnson Pollock.” He politely greets, quickly making me shake his hand as well.

     The man named Johnson then looks back at Hael and says, “We’re glad you responded on our sudden request. The chairman didn’t really agree to this but a close friend of him insisted that he try it out to reduce his stress. Because as you may know, this is his first year as a CEO, and the first year is always the most stressful.”

     “Yes, I couldn’t agree more. I’m guessing the close friend who suggested this to him is Mr. Bryson King?” Hael asks.

     Mr. Johnson didn’t even look surprised as he answered, “Yes, that’s right.”

     Hael nods his head and says back, “Well Mr. King is also a regular in our Association. I’m very honored that he suggested our Association to this young CEO of yours.”

     “Well I hope it’s not another waste of his time because Mr. King always does this every year,” Mr. Johnson says, making Hael laugh, “Oh don’t worry Mr. Pollock. Hunter will take good care of him. The chairman won’t waste anytime with him, I promise,” Hael says, suddenly pushing me forward.

     “I hope so. Now Mr. Hunter, please follow me,” Mr. Johnson says.

     I looked at Hael confusingly so Hael nods his head, telling me to just follow the man.

     But before I could leave, he grabs my arm and whispered, “ Don’t screw it up. Know that I will be watching you. “

     “I know,” I simply say as I pulled my arm away from him.

     So I followed the man and walked beside him.

     When we got inside the elevator, the man quickly says, “Mr. Hunter, before you meet up with the chairman, we have a few set of rules.”

     I gulp and ask, “Yeah sure, what is it?”

     “You cannot ask him questions, you can only answer his. Do not speak if he does not ask you to speak. Don’t do any unnecessary movement that might irritate him. And, the most important rule, do NOT touch him,” Mr. Johnson explains, emphasizing the word ’ not ’.

     I took a deep breath and said back, “If I can’t touch him then what’s the purpose of doing this?” I asked confusingly, making Mr. Johnson smirk.

     “The chairman is not gay. He won’t be interested in you enough to ask you to touch him,” he says, then the elevator door opened.

     When we got out, we started walking again. And then he continued, “You’re here to listen to what he says. And what he says, you will keep to yourself for as long as you live.”

     “And how sure are you that I’ll keep it?” I ask back. Not really planning to share everything I’ll talk about with this CEO but because I just genuinely wanted to ask because Mr. Johnson looked like he was really sure that I wouldn’t be able to say anything.

     And besides, I have eye cameras. It’s not like I have a choice but to share it with others.

     Mr. Johnson stopped walking and suddenly looked at me.

     It made me stiff because he suddenly stares directly into my eyes. It was like he wasn’t looking at me, but looking back at the people who were looking at him.

     He stares at me for a couple of seconds and suddenly smiles in a creepy way, “Believe me…we are not someone you would want to be enemies with. The chairman’s family will be the family your Association will regret challenging…IF he dares challenge them.”

     I gulp and slowly nod my head; finally understanding why he was confident about what he said to me earlier.

     “Good, now here we are,” he says as he gestures at a door that had two men in black suit guarding it.

     I immediately moved back a little when I saw guns on their belts.

     “ Who is this man actually? “ I ask as I stare at the two creepy looking guards.

     The guard suddenly gave Mr. Johnson a small box.

     Mr. Johnson looks back at me and suddenly gave me the box, “Wear this; you can never take it off while you’re inside.”

     I look at the box confusingly. Then I opened it and saw a pair of leather gloves.

     “Gloves?” I ask, but Mr. Johnson doesn’t answer me.

     So I took the gloves out and gave Mr. Johnson the box back.

     I wore the gloves and looked back at him, “Is this okay?” I ask him.

     Mr. Johnson nods his head and looks at the two guards. Then he nods his head to them, making one of the guards knock on the door three times.

     “ Come in, “ a low voice from inside the room answered.

     The guards finally opened the door and gestured their hands, signaling me to enter.

     “ I hope no one assassinates me here ,“ I thought to myself.

     I gulp and took a deep breath before finally entering the room.

     The room was a bright because of the large windows. And I know that hotel rooms are supposed to be clean but this room looked EXTRA clean.

     “Hello?” I ask as I slowly walk further inside.

     But before someone could answer, I saw a scary looking man sitting on a sofa that was placed in the middle of the room.

     “You’re late. Two minutes late to be exact,” he suddenly says with a low and terrifying voice, making me gulp again.

     “Sit,” he tells me as he pointed at the chair that was a few meters away from him.

     I nod my head and sat down on the said chair.

     When I faced him, I couldn’t help but gasp at how handsome he looked.

     I think he’s even bigger than me.

     He slowly lifts his head and looks straight at my eyes, almost making me flinch.

     The man smirks when he saw my reaction. It was like he loved it when people feared him.

     “What’s your name?” he finally asks me; his voice dominating and serious.

     I gulp for who knows how many times now and answered, “Hunter sir.”

     “Hunter,” he repeated. Then he sits from his seat and raised his right eyebrow up, “A name of a dog?” he asks, surprising me.

     “Your real name,” he asks with a smirk this time. But now that I think about it, it was more of a command than a question.

     “My real name?” I ask back even though I know Mr. Johnson told me to not ask him questions.

     “The name you hide behind the name Hunter,” he suddenly tells me, surprising me even more.

     Damn, he’s fucking good. He must be really great at interrogating people.

     I guess Hael would understand that I don’t have a choice but to tell him.

     I smirk back and finally answered, “Damien…”

     I stare at his dangerous gray eyes and continued, “My real name is Damien Nicholas Collins.”

     The man takes a deep breath and nodded his head.

     He adjusts his already perfectly placed necktie and answered, “I’m Romeo Valentino. It’s nice to meet you…Damien.”

• END -

Hey guys! I wasn’t going to make this chapter because not all my readers have read TFTBB, but this is my thank you to those who enjoyed THIS and that story as well.

Not a lot will understand this because I only used this as a guide, but I want to share it so you guys would have an idea.

This is SIT, STAY, ROLL OVER and TOYS OF THE BIG BOYS timeline.

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This means Romeo and Julien has already met five years before Dane and Damien even met. Hope that clears it up a little.

To those who read this even when they have no idea who Romeo is…well, thank you for reading this! And to those who DO know Romeo, well, I hope you guys enjoyed this crossover!

∙ ABOUT ∙

Daddy’s Home was the story that I enjoyed writing  the most because in all honesty, this was the only story that I’ve written that really didn’t give me much of a headache.

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ABOUT THE STORY:

     SSRO2: Daddy’s Home is, as you may all know, a book that I made solely to thank the readers who read the first book. The ending of SSRO1 was supposed to be the official ending of the whole story, but a lot of my readers wanted to see how Dane and Damien’s story would continue, so I wrote SSRO2.

     To make this a little unique, I’ll be explaining Book I and Book II for you guys to further understand the whole story.

     Well it’s more of me just simply talking about it and giving you guys how the story came about. Hopefully you enjoy.

SIT, STAY, ROLL OVER (BOOK I)

     Book one was basically just a story that I did on a whim. If you guys aren’t aware, in the past, I have been an author who does mature fantasy/action/paranormal/mystery stories. I never really wrote a pure romance book because it wasn’t my thing. So for eight years, I have been practicing and perfecting those types of genres.

     But one day, as I was staring at my dog, I looked at my sister and asked, “What if our dog turned into a human?” and that was basically it. Sit, Stay, Roll Over was born.

     Sit, Stay, Roll Over was also a story that felt personal to me because this was the first story that had a character that was somehow close to my personality, which was Dane. The Dane that isn’t serious and actually stupid is basically me, which was why it was fun writing his POV.

     I also made a lot of titles before Sit, Stay, Roll Over made it to the final cut. I don’t quite remember most of them but I do recall that there was Daddy’s Pet  and  A Man’s Best Friend as one of my few title options .

     It was my first time to write a story that had a daddy-ish feel to it as well. I wasn’t good at writing cute stories but that’s how I wanted SSRO to become to further widen my story genres. ( But we all know how that went down ).

     Now for the characters…

     Hunter aka Damien was supposed to be a REAL dog that will really turn into a human. But then I thought that it would be just another shapeshifting story. So I just made a logical explanation about the ’ dog turned human ’ event that Dane somehow ’ witnessed. ’

     Some were also confused but to explain it better, Damien went on a major transformation to look and act like a dog. His fangs was done surgically, the growling was also trained to him, and actually, I was planning to make Damien have brown eyes before, and since Siberian Husky’s have blue eyes, he was operated to have one. But I changed that and just made Hael pick Damien to have a Siberian husky counterpart because of his blue eyes.

     And believe it or not, Dane was supposed to be WAY younger than he originally is in the story. I was planning to make him a college student where Todd would be his other love interest, but then I thought it would have been better if Todd was from his past, and that Dane would be a working man to make him a lot more mature.

     Dane’s personality was also supposed to be a rather fun type of character who isn’t serious with life, but that personality was transferred to Todd. So I made Dane the mature character so he and Damien’s personality would clash better.

     And there were a lot who pointed out that SSRO was similar to a manga (?) that was also about a man who got dumped and received a Siberian husky. In all honesty, I have not read that story and I did not even know it existed. I’m here to honestly tell you guys, and I’ll even kneel in front of you if needed, that I did not copy that story ( because some assumed that I did ). I guess it was purely coincidental, and the fact that the dog was also a Siberian husky made it really look like I did.

     But I picked the Siberian Husky because my sister loves that dog, and if it weren’t, the dog would have been totally different.

     Some also asked me why Damien didn’t just go to Dane if he wasn’t really in prison. WELL Damien was in house arrest, and was heavily guarded. He was fixing his case and there was a 50% chance that he’d lose and actually be sent to prison, which was why he didn’t want to contact Dane until he was a hundred percent sure that he’ll be free. He didn’t want Dane to suffer if ever he does get sentenced to a lifetime in prison.

     I guess that’s all for Book I.

SSRO2: DADDY’S HOME (BOOK II)

     Okay, Daddy’s Home was very new to me. It was my first time to make a story that focused on a single relationship.

     As we all know Daddy’s Home focused on Dane and Damien’s relationship after the shit went down with the Association. I wanted you guys to see how it would be like after, which was why I made this.

     Honestly, I had plans to make this action-y too like the first book. Like the Association went back, then they were after Dane and Damien again, then Dane would be kidnapped… you know, crazy shit like that.

     But of course, that didn’t happen. And I’m actually glad that I didn’t continue it like that.

     The start of the story was a little bit shocking since that was Dane and Damien’s first couple-fight. And I decided that jealousy would be one of the main reasons why they’d be fighting because that’s one of the main reasons why couples fight and sometimes, breakup.

     The whole story was then focused on another personal event that happened to my life.

     Daddy’s Home rotated around Dane and Damien’s outing/road trip. I got that inspiration because we had a family outing, then I looked at my sister again and asked, “ What if we made a road trip story? “

     It was supposed to be for a completely different story, but I decided that it’s best if I add it to Daddy’s Home instead.

     The decision to go to Dane’s hometown also had a hidden personal meaning.

     During the time that I was writing Daddy’s Home, I was heading back to my hometown, so, I thought that it would be super fun if Dane gets to go back to his family’s hometown as well.

     There was also a .5 chapter where Damien talked to Dane’s grandmother Andrea to ask for Dane’s hand in marriage. Believe it or not, it was supposed to be a chapter where Damien actually talked to Todd Cooper, not Andrea. 

     Damien was going to ask Todd what Dane would want in a proposal since Todd is his best friend and knows a lot about him. And he was going to ask what he was supposed to do since Damien was going to propose to Dane again. But I changed that and made it into Andrea instead because I felt that it would have been more sentimental.

     Then there’s Dane and Damien’s daughter, Daniela. Daniela is an actual daughter of Dane, or to be more specific, she is a surrogate child. To those who don’t know, a surrogate child is when the doctor takes a man’s sperm, injects in inside the woman, and carry the child until the baby is born. 

     So basically Dane shares the same blood as their daughter.

     And finally, about the connection with ’ Toys For The Big Boys’.  I know not a lot has read it yet, but for the sake of those who did, here’s my explanation.

     Romeo and Julien’s story finished WAY before Dane and Damien even met. A lot were also confused but if you guys remembered, Romeo mentioned that every time it’s Bryson’s birthday, Bryson would bring Romeo to places that Bryson regularly goes to, and during that time, it was Companion’s Association.

     You guys got confused on how Romeo and his family was able to attend the wedding, which was why I made the special chapter on how they first met.

     AND you guys asked if they fucked, well, they didn’t. Because like what Johnson said during that time, Romeo wasn’t gay, and he had a MAJOR OCD problem. They purely just talked to each other for thirty minutes so Romeo could see why Bryson is obsessed with these said ’ Companions ’.

     And to explain a specific scene, the part where Johnson looked like he knew about the eye cameras. Well…he kinda did. Since Romeo and his family had a lot of connections, Johnson researched about the Association beforehand and knew who the Big Dogs were since they’re from the ’ underground business ’ as well.

     Romeo and his family basically didn’t care about the Association, but the Association knew about the Valentino’s background as well so they never tried doing anything to them.

     Romeo and Damien didn’t talk to each other after their meeting since shit happened to both of them. After their meeting, Hael died, and Romeo was busy establishing his empire.

     But when Damien was starting with his own company, he remembered his encounter with Romeo and asked him to be partners with him, which was why he was in the wedding with Julien and the ten-year-old Vinnie Bornello.

    And that is all for Book II.

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I guess that’s it! I don’t really know what else I’d have to say but that. BUT, if you guys have any more questions don’t hesitate to ask me.

I won’t be doing an ABOUT THE AUTHOR section because I already had one in Book I, but if you do have a question about me, don’t hesitate to ask me as well. But if you want to have a chat, go to my IG account (wickedauthor_n), and let’s talk there. I don’t usually open my Wattpad inbox anymore, but you can also chat with me there as well. Don’t worry, I don’t bite 😉

If you want to know more about it, go ahead and follow me and you’ll be notified if I ever start with that book. It would be really awesome if you guys take a chance and read it as well.

Thank you.

∙ ACKNOWLEDGEMENT ∙

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Okay, where do I start?

This part is always the most heartbreaking part because this will always be the hardest part that I will ever write in a story filled with sad chapters.

I don’t know what to say to you guys because you have all been fucking awesome. Since Book I to Book II, my thank you will never be enough because you guys helped me make a name for myself here in Wattpad.

I’m still a growing author who will still learn knew things, but I am so thankful that you guys were there when I was on the stage of my life where I was about to give up writing.

I have been writing for eight years now, and I was going nowhere. I thought that if this doesn’t work out, maybe writing these kinds of thing really isn’t for me. But you know what? You guys happened. The readers suddenly flooded my feed, my comment section, and my inbox, and the overwhelming reaction to SSRO will always be the best moments of my life.

You guys gave me the best present an author could ever have, and that is the enjoyment in reading a story that I have tirelessly wrote every single day. 

Your comments made me smile, your simple “thank you for the update” made me want to update all the time, and your “you’re my favorite author” will never fail to make me feel how special I have become to some of you guys.

Last year was the worse year of my entire life. A lot of bad things happened to me, and I was in the stage where I was completely lost. But writing became my escape. It became my safe haven, and my support when no one else wanted to support me. 

You guys have no idea how your kind and sweet words have saved me. And I will forever be thankful for that.

For the readers who was with me since Book I started, we’re finally here! You were with me when SSRO only had a hundred views, and I am so honored that you guys are still with me to this date. If ever someone has been there on my earlier days, can you comment it down? I want to personally thank you for always being there for me.

To the Boners who was formed on Chapter 17: Inside. Don’t think I forgot that a few of you started this topic about making a cult called Boners, which is now my official fan name. Thank you guys for being my original readers who have supported my stories countless of time.  Your comments are always my favourite.

To those who read this when SSRO1 was over, thank you for giving Book II a shot. I will always be grateful to you.

To those who discovered SSRO through Toys For The Big Boys, I am so thankful for you guys as well for reading that book, and this book too. 

To the readers who just read this when Book1 and Book2 was over…well…HELLO! Thank you for reading SSRO series! I might not be able to reply to some of your comments, but I will always be thankful to you guys as well.

To my readers who are now my friends, thank you for opening up to me even though we haven’t even met in person yet

To the readers who correct my typos and mistakes. I am so grateful that you guys help me with that people I’m only one person, and I can’t spot every mistake that I make so thank you.

To my sister who made me do whatever I want with this story, thank you. Compared to your constant nagging in SSRO1, I’m thankful that you gave me the freedom to go crazy in this book.

To my parents who surprisingly supported me in writing, I will always be grateful as well. I was able to spend some time with you guys after being separated, and you guys gave me words of encouragement whenever I write late at night. Thank you for even answering my odd questions. I hope you guys know that some of those questions was for the sake of this story. So thank you.

And lastly, to everyone who cried, laughed, and got angry with me, thank you for joining me on this crazy journey.

This is my official goodbye to SSRO2: DADDY’S HOME! And my official goodbye to Sit, Stay, Roll Over .

This is your author N, and it has been my greatest pleasure to write for you.

Until next time! From the bottom of my heart, Thank you guys!

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