ALEXANDER
I was restless for the remainder of the day as I sat through endless meetings. My mind kept drifting back to that poor woman and her pale-looking kid. By four pm I was exhausted and found it hard to concentrate, so I wrapped up my work, and decided to head home early.In the car, I reminded Yusuf to schedule interviews, since my housekeeper was due for retirement. She is old and opted to spend the rest of her days with her equally elderly husband. Maria used to work for my parents, and after my mother died, she came to work for me.After getting home, I had a light dinner and got in bed early. For some unknown reason, I ended up oversleeping the following morning, despite the fact that I had slept on time. I decided to cancel my morning appointments altogether and pass through the hospital instead.Luckily, the same nurse was at the reception and after getting my father's room number, IInquired about the woman from the previous day and her son. She eagerly filled me in and was more than happy to give me their room number. I asked Yusuf to buy enough breakfast for two and deliver it to them as I visited my old man.*****“The prodigal son returns.” My father mocked me as I closed the door. I stared at him blankly, gauging his health, and he didn't look so good.“I couldn't resist seeing mighty Jones, looking all helpless and pathetic.” I countered, smirking at him. His face contorted as he pushed himself up, but winced in the process. I chuckled at his tortured groan, stalking closer.“Still angry, uh?”“ I am never forgiving you,” I answered, surprised he thought otherwise. “ Was I not clear?” I inquired, and the genuine loss of words as he opened and closed his mouth with nothing to say had me chuckling bitterly. His audacity never ceases to stun me.“You are my son.” He finally managed to utter.“ Did you think of that as you impaled yourself on my husband?”“Lex…"“Just stop,” I shouted angrily. “I just dropped by to ask you to erase my name from your next of kin. You stopped being my father years ago. And if by some miracle you die today, your body will rot in the morgue.”Silence.“ You wouldn't do that!” He accused, after a moment,“ You think?” I asked sweetly, shaking my head, for the man had no idea what I'm capable of.“ I'm still your father.” He tried, his eyes flickering with fear. I clenched my fist with the urge to connect it to his face, but reigned my anger in.“Biologically, yes, but you are dead to me.” I turned and left without giving him a chance to annoy me further. On my way out, I bumped into a clumsy someone. My eyes snapped to the person ready to bite their head off,“It's you!” It took me a minute to recognize her, she looked different from the helpless-pale-looking woman I had encountered yesterday.I murmured a quick hello, which went unheard as she began pouring her never-ending gratitude. I darted my eyes around, hoping for Yusuf to magically appear and get me out of the awkward situation. She noticed my discomfort and murmured an awkward sorry. “Yusuf said you are around, I hoped I would bump into you.” She explained more calmly.“ Good morning,” I extended my hand, which she shook heartily.“You were gone before we could figure out how I will pay you back. “ She murmured, stepping back, and I visibly relaxed, exhaling deeply.“ Like I said yesterday, there is no need for that. “ And before she could protest, I added,“How is your son?”“ He is better, thanks to you.” Her gaze zeroed on my face as she studied me openly. I smiled warily, displaying my discomfort.“ Come," she hastily offered with an embarrassed smile.She led the way, assuming to her son's room, and I followed quietly two steps behind. “ Come in, please…” She offered to hold the door open.My gaze fell on her sleeping son, and he looked better.“ What happened to him?” I asked,She breathed out heavily, walked towards her son's bed, caressed his hair, and turned back to me teary-eyed. I was about to tell her she didn't need to share something she didn't want to when she spoke up. “His father beat him up,” she sobbed pitifully.“What? Why? “ Even as I asked the stupid question, my mind had already conjured a perfect response, 'because he is a pig just like your own'!The frown on my face deepened as she filled me in on their tale. “Christian came out to us yesterday,” she eyed me, probably gauging my reaction and when she saw I wasn't judging, she continued. “His father just happens to be a homophobic prick and beat him up. “ She spat bitterly.I felt for them and soon began to comprehend why I had taken a liking to them. We are the same in some ways. The boy, Christian as his mother has called him, has a shitty man for a father, and I am no stranger to it. Though mine wasn't homophobic, he was still a garbage father, and I wish I could rid the world of such.“ I am sorry," I sympathized with them.“ I tried to stop him, but he was too strong for me,” she continued sobbing quietly, “I only waited after he left and rushed him here. I failed him as a mother. “Something in her words got to me. The blame wasn't hers, and no child should have to be protected from their parents. If anyone failed, it was that man, and I hope they are never going back to him. Which reminds me…“ Where will you go?” Her confusion was apparent, “after you leave the hospital,” Her features softened in understanding, and she glanced at her son and then back to me,“ I am not sure, but my son can't go through that again,” she added with conviction.For a small woman, it was understandable why she was unable to fight off her homophobic husband, but she had a fire in her.What I wouldn't give to have my mum fuss over me even for a second.Looking at her closely, I saw a handprint bruise I had missed yesterday and a small cut on her left cheek. She must have put up a fight, which made my resolve easier.I moved towards the bed and had a closer look at the boy. He looked so peaceful just lying there with his wild curls falling almost to his eyes. His plump pink lips looked soft, and I would be lying if I said they didn't appeal to me. He scrunched his nose, still out cold, and I thought it was cute to watch.The sight of him left me with weird feelings. He was a rare sight, gorgeous, and fragile looking, and I would be damned if the protective side of me didn't fire up. I felt this intense need to keep him out of harm's way. My gaze on him never wavered as I watched his chest rising and falling as he breathed.At one time his lips slightly parted, showing just a tiny bit of his tongue and my eyes widened at the thoughts that passed through my head. I wanted to suck that tongue, preferably running my itchy fingers through those curls.I felt like a creep for ogling the poor boy in his sleep, but the excitement at the pit of my stomach intensified as seconds ticked by. I adjusted my posture and masked my emotions as I turned to face the mother in case she had picked on my not-so-subtle lusting on her son.“ Forgive my manners, my name is Alexander,” I introduced, extending my hand for a shake.She smiled warmly, "I am Elizabeth and my son Christian. "We talked more and ended up staying for about thirty minutes, in which I got to know about them. Christian was nineteen and was majoring in journalism, but has been out of college for almost five months due to a lack of funds.I encouraged her to talk more about him, and I was soon convinced that he could get a job in my company.Apart from the fact that I mainly did it for my selfish reasons, they were in desperate need of help and this is the only way I know how.By the time I left, I had offered both mother and son well-paying jobs as soon as Christian was discharged. I offered them accommodation at my staff quarter, with or without taking me up on the job offer.ALEXANDER A week flew by like a blur, mainly because I had a hectic schedule and also because I was excited for Christian starting work. They are supposed to be moving in my staff quarter today, so I am hoping to schedule a meeting with him the day after tomorrow so that we can discuss which position suits him best. Since my P. A has been pushing for a promotion, I could enable that and get Christian to fill in if he accepts, or I could have him choose among the few assistant vacancies we have in the departments. I am weirdly excited to meet him because a proper introduction is overdue. I haven't been back to the hospital for obvious reasons and also because I was busy, mostly. I have sent Yusuf over to them a couple of times, mainly to take food and also ensure no treatment is spared in the name of expense. Elizabeth is supposed to start training with Maria, she will take over as my housekeeper, and she will have less than two months to learn how to run my house smoothly. I am ver
CHRISTIANI can’t remember a time when I slept so peacefully. The beddings were soft and comfy, pure heaven, which explains why I am still buried deep in the duvet, rolled like a burrito. For as long as I can remember, I have always had to work harder, and never had I received handouts. It's hard to believe a perfect stranger just happened to pass our way. As strange as it sounds, I am wary of our situation, but it's so much better than living with my bigoted father who would have probably killed me for he couldn't accept who I am. Fortunately, Ma said that the Alexander guy didn't seem to care who I love and for that, I am willing to give him the benefit of doubt and can't wait to thank him for his kindness. I am eager to attach a face to the deeds. When I woke up in the hospital, Ma filled me in, and I couldn't contain my excitement because of a possible hire. I can finally save enough cash to finish my degree. I have never had an office job before, and I am quite excited abou
CHRISTIANTalking to Amy was super easy because she had this sweet face to go with her good nature. She showed me around the premises, and we got talking, and I already like her. She is a bit nosy as well, but who isn’t? I mean, there is this moment when she asked me if I have a girlfriend and I told her no, and she went ahead to ask if I have a boyfriend and I choked on nothing. I had enough coming out drama, and I am warier of people now. After more drilling, she explained she was no homophobe and since our boss is openly out, no employee would dare discriminate. That was a very fascinating piece of information, I hadn't known. It doesn’t mean I will go jumping into his bones, but at least it’s a relief to know I wouldn’t get picked on because of my sexuality. I used her big mouth to my advantage and fished for more about our boss, wisely, of course. I found out he was twenty-eight, which makes Ma's assumption correct. He was also once married at a younger age, though he is divorc
ALEXANDER Interesting would be an understatement description of how today has been so far. After the incident in the elevator, I was worried Christian might not be ready to work in such a big establishment, but I was wrong. After our talk, he calmed down and managed to get through the day. The other thing going through my mind is, he should see a therapist. Though I made it a requirement for him, I still have to consult Elizabeth since she knows better considering their history. After we arrived at home, Christian retreated to his quarters and I went right ahead to the house. From the door, I could hear Maria and Elizabeth chatting animatedly. The aroma drifting from the kitchen had me drooling. After civilities, I excused myself and headed for a shower before having dinner. As expected, the food was delicious. I requested Elizabeth to take a walk with me in the garden. “I hope everything is okay with Christian, Mr. Alexander,” she said hesitantly after a pensive silence.“Everythi
CHRISTIAN It has been almost a month since I started working for Alex. He would probably flip if I called him that out loud, but I do in my mind when I am thinking about him, which has been a lot recently. It has been a bit challenging dealing with him in and out of job, but it seemed to come naturally to him. The business mogul knows just how and when he wants the job done. In the boardrooms Alexander is scary even, he barks orders around with expectations which must be met. I once tasted his wrath for missing an important follow-up email. Outside the office he is fun to be around, I enjoy our rides to and from work. I have started therapy, and surprisingly, it's satisfying to unburden to someone, who you are paying. They have an obligation to listen, and they do, by making everything about you. I see her three times a week and Alex ensures I am off early while Yusuf drops and picks me up. Last week, Amy invited me to tag along for drinks with some of her friends from work. It wa
CHRISTIAN After that kiss two nights ago, I somehow managed to limp my way out of his room in haste, and thankfully he didn’t come after me. I have been avoiding him since the incident by catching a cab and so far, I have managed successfully, but today I am not so lucky. I expected to find Yusuf and Ma in the kitchen when I came in for breakfast, so finding Alexander sitting on the kitchen counter stunned me momentarily.“Good morning Christian?” He greeted me with a self-satisfied smirk, as if he were daring me to escape. “ Morning Sir,” I answered smoothly, diverting my attention to Ma, who quickly kissed my cheek and handed over a cup of tea with a serving of bacon and omelette. I smiled at Yusuf and sat beside him with my sole attention on the food. I felt Alexander's stare on me, but didn't raise my head as their conversation passed over my head. Yusuf excused himself and that was my cue as I used him as a shield to dissipate attention from me and slipped out quickly, leavi
ALEXANDER What started as an innocent kiss escalated quickly as I shifted him on my lap, kissing every exposed skin. He moaned and panted softly as he ground on me earnestly, making our c*cks hard rapidly. I wanted very much to strip him naked, bend him over my desk and f*ck him senselessly, but I knew I needed to take it slow. I pulled back slightly and looked at his flushed face. He was staring up at me innocently, not knowing how much he was pushing my limits. I held him by the waist and tried to lift him off my lap, but he grabbed me by the shirt, and once again connected our lips.When he started fumbling with my zipper, all the take-it-slow bullshit evaporated, and I turned us around and had him lying on his back in the coach. In seconds, I had him stripped and trapped below me, looking all delicious and ready for the taking. “ I want you now," I murmured, tasting his kiss-swollen lips once more, shutting off whatever response he was about to offer. My boy groaned, reaching t
CHRISTIAN I woke up plastered on his chest with his arms wrapped loosely around me. I attempted to get his hand off me, but he reflexively tightened his hold. I sagged back helplessly, knowing I would have to wake him, but didn't have the heart to. Instead, I lay there watching him sleep, marveled with his beauty. I doubt the guy knows how appealing he is. He must have felt my stare on him. “Hey…” he murmured, his sleepy eyes zeroing on my face. I dropped my gaze to his lips, and my throat suddenly dried up. I remembered how firm and full those lips felt on mine and wanted that feeling again. Alex chuckled, making my gaze shift back to his stare. Unlike a few moments ago, sleep has faded from his eyes, replaced with a wild gleam which had my c*ck swelling up rapidly. I shifted and hovered over, dropping some of my weight on him, and brought our lips close, my intent clear. “ You will be sore,” Alex hesitated, “I know,” “ We will be busy tomorrow, are you sure you want to limp all