MasukXavier’s Point of ViewFive years ago….I knocked on Christian’s door, my feet tapping impatiently against the floor, waiting for him to come open the door, but he didn’t. I knocked again, harder this time, and it took a while before I heard the little footsteps that approached the door.Christian had locked himself up in his room for days now, and no one seemed to notice he had been gone, no one except for my mother.She was scared to talk to him because everyone knew Christian.Loud-mouthed…Arrogant…And a nasty jerk who believes the whole world revolves around him, he keeps being disrespectful to my mother, continuously calling her a maid to belittle her, and telling everyone I’m an illegitimate child, as if it was supposed to do something to me.My mother wanted me to talk to him instead, and if I could ‘bring’ him out of his room, because something wasn’t right.“Who is it?” He asked his voice bouncing off the door, and I could only hear it faintly.“It’s me, Xavier,” I answered
Xavier’s Point of View“Xavier and I go way back.” Bobby Baker said with a small grin, and I balled my hands at my side into fists.Bobby Baker is the son of Grant Baker, a very close friend and acquaintance of my father, with whom they are in the same social gatherings and clubs, and they go way back.Bobby and I… no, we don’t.He is just someone I’m unfortunate to meet because his father knew my father.“What the hell do you want, Bobby?” I asked curiously.While I remain in this school, I was hoping to stay away from all the toxic kids of my father’s friendship circle, which was the reason I chose to remain in the shared dorm, away from their influence and rich kids’ bullshit.And that was the reason I stayed away from Christian.That was the reason I remained just Xavier… not Xavier Blackwood… just Xavier.I never even told my friends or roommates who I really am, because I would like to maintain this simplicity and anonymity that I had created for myself.Because poor people only
Lana’s Point of ViewI wiped the sweat in my palms against my jersey as I aggressively served, the ball shot through the air, heading to the net, but Xavier passed it up.Saving me yet again from endangering the team.“Up!” The other teams yelled at each other, their sneakers squeaking against the floor, and I ran, joining the game.“You good?” Robert asked me, and I nodded, “Your ball.”I jumped up to spike it, but there was barely any force in my hit, so Xavier drove forward, his arms stretching. Before the ball reached the ground, he dug it up, and Robert passed.“Yes!” my team member yelled, and my eyes flickered towards him. He was really covering a lot for me, and it wasn’t even obvious how much he was saving my ass.This was just a friendly competition between my team members, after our training days.In less than ten days, we were going to have a preliminary match with Xavier’s team, and the winning team would be trained by the school, before we would participate in the intern
Christian’s Point of ViewMy father usually isn’t bothered about what I do or what happens to me, partly because he knows I could take care of myself, and also maybe because he expects nothing from me.I was the useless son who solely depended on his wealthy father for everything.Just like my mother, he is obsessed with Xavier. He is always trying to get my brother to notice him, always desperate to be part of his life, even though Xavier has rejected him countless times.It used to bother me a lot how I became invisible to my own parents, and how everything was taken away from me, ever since that green-eyed bastard came into our lives, wet, cold, and miserable with his mother.But the older I became, the more used to it I got, and eventually, I stopped complaining, stopped craving for attention or validation.I stopped desperately trying to look good for both mother and father…so I just became the black sheep of the family.The one who always causes trouble.But one thing remained c
Christian’s Point of View“I want you to know that no matter whom you choose, Xavier or me,” I leaned into her, holding her beautiful face against mine. “I will always support you, and I don’t intend to use your secret against you.”She reached for my face as well, and I felt goosebumps prickled at the exposed part of my body.“You got pretty injured,” She noticed, her fingers trailing along my swollen lips. I have forgotten just how much they hurt, and even for a second more, I wanted her to baby me a little bit more.“Ah…” I hissed, and almost immediately she took her hands off it.“Does it still hurt?”I nodded almost immediately, “It hurts so much.” I murmured, leaning into her touch once again.“Let’s apply first aid first.”I pulled her back before she could leave. “I don’t need first aid,” I told her, holding her hands up, and my lips brushed against her knuckles lightly. “Just kiss me, and I’ll be fine.”I blinked twice, wondering if it was too soon to request a kiss, but she
Christian’s Point of View“Christian!” I heard my name followed by multiple repeated bangs on the door, my eyes darted from the iPad in my hands, and towards the door, where the endless knocking came from.“Lana?” I muttered in disbelief as soon as I recognized her voice. What was she doing here so early in the morning? I got up from my bed, slipping on my flipflops, before waltzing to the door.Her beautiful amber eyes hardened the moment they saw me, and I could see my reflection in her eyes. For a minute, I was lost in how ethereal it feels to gaze into her eyes… It’s like staring at the rising sun.“Hi, babe.” My lips twisted into a smile on their own. I was filled with the urge to kiss her, but I couldn’t kiss her right in the hallway, so I grabbed her by the front of her shirt and yanked her inside.“Was it you?” She asked curiously, and my eyebrows shot up almost immediately. “Were you the one who paid for my family’s debt?”Oh… that?Was that the reason she was so worked up?I
Xavier’s Point of ViewAlan is bad… no bad is an understatement, he is horrible at this game.Considering that he is relatively shorter and smaller than the rest of us, they used their bigger body as an advantage to him, and he was barely able to make any hit. And the other team noticed he seemed
Lana’s Point of View“Show me your tits,” Christian murmured darkly in my ears, his voice was deep and filled with thick lust, as he pressed his hand against my crotch, feeling my pussy from the cotton short I was putting on. My breath faltered, as his hands tightened around my neck, his fingers
Lana’s Point of View I found out that I misinterpreted Christian, but it wasn’t my fault, he is a very confusing person; how would I have known if he was straight or not? Was I supposed to ask him politely?“Oh, hey, excuse me, you have been looking at me, and acting weird towards me, do you per
Lana’s Point of View“Why are you giving me an employment agreement?” I asked in confusion, and he finally closed his leg shut, his upper body leaning forwards with his hands clasped together.“Because I need proof that you agreed to work for me, just in case you decide to use it against me one day







