MasukShare
Chapter 14: Silence
Tanggal publikasi:
2026-05-07 02:36:49
Bab terbaru
Be My Good Boy Chapter 14: Silence
The warehouse was different during a storm. The rain hammered against the corrugated metal roof like a thousand drums, creating a roar that made conversation impossible.Adrian sat on the velvet sofa, wrapped in a moth-eaten wool blanket Kai had found. He had been there for six hours. The adrenaline had faded, replaced by a hollow, bone-deep exhaustion.Kai was sitting on the floor across from him, cleaning his brushes with meticulous care. He hadn't asked a hundred questions. He hadn't pushed. He had just handed Adrian a cup of hot, over-sweetened tea and a dry shirt."It’s quiet," Adrian said, his voice barely audible over the rain."Is it?" Kai asked, looking up. "I thought it was pretty loud.""No. In my head. The schedule... the rules... they’re gone. It’s just... silence."Kai set his brush down and moved to the sofa, sliding in next to Adrian. He didn't try to be "dominant" or "rebellious." He just leaned his head against Adrian’s shoulder, his warmth seeping through the blanke
Be My Good Boy Chapter 13: Walking Away
The office was a vacuum of silence and expensive wood. Adrian stood on the threshold, his damp trench coat feeling like lead on his shoulders. Outside, a grey Nairobi rain was turning the streets of Upper Hill into a blurred watercolor, but inside, the air was dry and smelled of leather-bound ego.His father, Arthur Vale, didn't look up from his desk. He was signing papers with a gold fountain pen—deliberate, sweeping strokes that looked like a king granting pardons."Sit, Adrian," Arthur said, his voice flat. "You look disheveled. It’s unprofessional."Adrian didn't sit. He walked to the center of the room and placed a single manila folder on the glass desk."The Miller brief. It’s complete. It’s also the last piece of work I’ll be doing for this firm."Arthur’s pen stopped. He looked up, his grey eyes narrowed behind rimless spectacles. "Don't be dramatic. You had a lapse in judgment. We’ve all had them. I’m prepared to overlook the... Kware incident, provided you return to your apa
Be My Good Boy Chapter 12: Collapse
The warehouse was quiet, save for the low hum of a space heater and the rhythmic scratch-scratch of charcoal on paper.Kai was sitting on a tattered velvet sofa he’d scavenged from a dumpster, his feet up on a crate. He looked up as Adrian burst through the door, his face pale and his breathing ragged."Whoa, Counselor. You look like you just saw a ghost. Or a typo."Adrian didn't laugh. He dropped his bag and paced the length of the concrete floor. "He knows. My father knows. He had someone following me."Kai stood up slowly, setting his sketchbook aside. "So? Let him know. What’s he going to do? Sue us for being attractive?""You don't understand," Adrian said, his voice rising. "He can take everything. My tuition, my apartment, my future at the firm. I’ve spent twenty-four years building a life that he approved of, Kai. If I lose that, I’m back in that box with the wooden bird."Kai walked over to him, trying to place a hand on Adrian’s shoulder, but Adrian jerked away."Don't. Thi
Be My Good Boy Chapter 11: Almost
The transition back to "normal" life was a series of tectonic shifts that Adrian wasn’t prepared for.Monday morning at the Faculty of Law usually felt like a well-oiled machine. But as Adrian stepped into the lecture hall, he felt like a foreign object lodged in the gears. He wasn't wearing his suit. Instead, he was in a pair of dark denim jeans and a simple black crewneck sweater—items Kai had practically forced him to buy at a thrift store in Kware on Saturday afternoon."You look... comfortable," Higgins stammered as Adrian sat down in his usual third-row seat. "Is everything okay, Vale? You missed the internship briefing on Saturday.""I was occupied," Adrian said, his voice level but lacking its usual icy edge.He opened his laptop. For the first time, his desktop wasn't a wasteland of perfectly labeled folders. There was a single file on the desktop—a scanned image of the portrait Kai had drawn of him.Adrian stared at it for a long beat. The "drowning man." He didn't feel like
Be My Good Boy Chapter 10: The Truth Beneath
Kware at 3:00 AM was a different beast than it was in the evening. The neon signs flickered with a dying buzz, and the air was thick with the smell of rain and exhaust.Adrian’s car looked absurdly out of place, a sleek black shark in a pool of rusted minnows. He parked a block away from the warehouse and walked, his expensive loafers clicking on the pavement like a countdown.The alley was dark. The mural was finished—a massive, swirling vortex of deep blues and jagged golds that seemed to pulse in the moonlight. It was beautiful. It was terrifying.Adrian found Kai sitting on a milk crate at the very end of the alley, a cigarette dangling from his lips. He wasn't painting. He was staring at the wall."You're late, Counselor," Kai said, not looking at him. "The week is over. You won by default."Adrian stopped five feet away. The cold was beginning to seep into his bones, but he didn't care. "I didn't come for the bet, Kai."Kai finally turned his head. He looked tired. His eyes were
Be My Good Boy Chapter 9: Something Real
The silence of the apartment was no longer clinical; it was deafening.It had been thirty-six hours since the door clicked shut behind Kai Reyes. Adrian sat at his mahogany desk, the blue light of his laptop screen reflecting in his glasses. He had a three-thousand-word brief due for his internship by Monday morning. Usually, he would have finished it three days early.Now, the cursor blinked at him—a rhythmic, mocking heartbeat.02:14 AM.Adrian reached for his water glass. It was empty. He stood up to go to the kitchen, but his legs felt heavy, as if he were wading through deep water. He stopped in the center of the living room, his eyes involuntarily drifting to the corner where Kai had sat for four days.The legal pad was still there.Adrian shouldn't have touched it. It was a breach of his own protocol regarding "unnecessary emotional triggers." But his hand moved on its own. He picked up the pad and flipped to the portrait Kai had drawn of him.In the harsh, artificial light of
Anda juga akan menyukai
Claimed By The Mafia Boss
Anonymous Lee13.9K DibacaMy Dear Master, We're Mates! (M×M)
FAV 12.3K DibacaThe Kingpin's Captive (Omegaverse)
Anna Kendra21.0K DibacaSatisfying the billionaire (mxm)
Swiwi9.9K DibacaThe Kings Forbidden Mate
Ochanya C.1.2K DibacaTamed By The Campus Bad Boy
💦 Juicy Fantasies 🌶️94 DibacaThree's a Charm; Mated to the Alphas
June's Pen75 DibacaBetrayed Omega: Chosen by the Mafia Alpha
Avery Vaire91 Dibaca
