LOGINNickolai's POV Today had been very hectic. We had a lot of meetings, and I couldn't stop thinking about Damian. I had missed his smile, his scent—the only one that lingered in my nose. I had missed every single thing about him, yet I kept staring at his messages as though they weren't exactly what I had wanted to see all day. My secretary walked up to me and briefed me on the next meetings we had scheduled. I realized how much I had missed being fully involved in every aspect of the company. Before she stepped out of the office, I stopped her. “When is the next meeting?” I asked, keeping my focus on the laptop and the difficult task we had to complete today. “In the next three hours, sir,” she replied, turning to face me. “Lunch break is in two hours. Go around the office and make sure everyone gets whatever they want to eat. Put the bill on me,” I told her, still focused on the screen in front of me. “Yes, sir.” Her face lit up as she walked out of the office and continued wi
Damian’s POV “Who am I speaking with?” My screen lit up even in the dark room. I could tell it wasn't my alarm but a call from an unknown number. I picked it up. This wasn't something that happened very often. “Aren't you coming to work?” The voice I would always recognize laughed loudly over the phone. I moved it away from my ear. “You're disturbing my sleep,” I grumbled. “Bitch? Be for real,” Bruce laughed loudly. My foster brother, Bruce, wasn't going to be angry at me for not replying to his countless messages because all he ever did was send me random pictures of himself and his boyfriend while they traveled. He screamed into the phone. “Be here soon. Or else...” Then he hung up. The audacity of this man to threaten me this early. I grumbled as I got out of bed. I hadn't realized my alarm had gone off countless times while I lay there doing nothing. I had sent Nickolai a text, and he hadn't responded. As I picked up my towel, I checked the message again only to see th
Damian’s POVThe moment I got down from Nickolai’s car, I looked around to make sure he was nowhere near the house or the car.Then I quietly slipped through the gate that led into the mansion.Derek’s car was parked in the driveway, a good sign that he was around and wasn't going anywhere today.I wanted to just lie in my bed and spend the rest of my night doom-scrolling on my phone, something I hadn't done in years.The threatening messages had finally stopped, and I wasn't sure if they had truly stopped or if I had simply stopped seeing them on my table.As I walked into the living room, slowly passing the kitchen so I could quietly tiptoe upstairs and avoid Derek's questions, I was suddenly stopped by a feminine voice that sounded somewhat familiar."The greatest artist," the lady said before I could escape, and I slowly straightened my back to face her.It was Derek's girlfriend, and Derek slowly stepped behind her, holding her waist firmly."Where were you going?" they asked, th
Nickolai's POV I felt bad. I had avoided certain things today because I was still carrying guilt over everything that had happened. I wanted Damian. I wanted to be with him more than anything. But I couldn't bring myself to stop thinking about the divorce that had finally been finalized. As I parked the car in the driveway leading to the penthouse—the place that had always felt like home—I realized just how much I had missed it. Before everything fell apart, it had been my sanctuary. My ex-wife had abandoned Derek as though he had never deserved anything from either of us. The way she looked at him... The way she complained about everything he did, forgetting he was only a baby. The way she would leave the house without him just to "find her peace," as she always put it. I knew I couldn't fight that battle alone. I had booked countless vacations, retreats, and therapy sessions for her, hoping she would finally have a safe place to express whatever she was feeling. But every
Damian's POV As we sat on a bench a little way from the ocean, he held my fingers tightly, gently caressing each one of them. "I come here often," he said casually, as though the confession didn't hurt him one bit. "Whenever my ex-wife started acting distant..." He paused, scanning the shoreline. "She was always distant." He let out a quiet laugh, but the humor did nothing to lighten the heaviness in his voice. The cool breeze drifting in from the ocean made me shiver. Whatever was growing between us felt too real now, too precious for me to risk ruining. Yet I couldn't shake the thoughts running through my head. "I signed a deal with someone important today," he continued, his gaze fixed on the endless waves as the wind brushed the strands of hair that had fallen onto his forehead. "How was it?" I asked, eager to hear about his day and secretly hoping I'd get to tell him about mine too. "It was perfect." He paused. His expression shifted instantly before he spoke again. He
Damian's POV Even as I constantly watched my phone, hoping Nickolai had texted me, my mind kept replaying everything that had happened that morning and the beautiful moments we had shared the night before. I had texted him that morning, right after we said our goodbyes. My assistant was currently instructing the staff to keep the studio spotless because of the important visitor we would be having. I hadn't realized someone was already inside my office until I heard my assistant giggling behind the person. I raised my gaze and was met with my best friend—my only friend. "Where have you been?" he asked, raising a brow with the concern he never failed to show me. "Derek." I quickly cleared my throat, trying to wash away the feelings that were clouding my thoughts. I rubbed my temples, avoiding his eyes. "Work." I had lied. A small part of me wanted to tell my best friend the truth. But there was no way I could tell him I was sleeping with his father. He would never forgive
Nickolai's POV "He's leaving." The voice came too soon, dragging me from the heavy wave of sleep. I barely managed to get the phone to my ear before the line went dead. I stared at the screen for a few seconds, my heart pounding unevenly against my ribs. Leaving? He had nowhere to go that
Damian’s POV And this shattered every ounce of excitement I had prepared. Every single thing I had wanted to say. I couldn’t react as I watched him choke me more. As I gagged on his cock, this would have been something so exciting, but this time, it felt more like betrayal.This was something my
Damian’s POVSince I moved to this part of the city. I had not had any one-nightstand with anyone. I hadn’t even had sex since I realized the kind of person I was doing my personal business with. Today was a craving I had once in a while. An itch I never avoided. And this time I was so ready to u
Nickolai’s POV Damian had killed someone before. "Thank you so much," I said with a smile that never quite reached my eyes. I gripped his hand firmly across the table before finally leaving the restaurant. The deal was done. The truth had been handed to me. My private investigator had g







