Handsome Meets Jerk [ BL ]

Caruss's best friend, Sheena Becker - the actress, soon salvaged him after knowing his condition. With little space in her condo, Caruss has no option but to stay. He decided to dwell first at Sheena's house and search for an apartment hereafter daybreak. "I'm so sorry if I bothered you, Sheena. I just don't have anyone else to seek help. My bank accounts were locked with just a click of Papa's phone right away. So, I have no option to reach you," Caruss explained as he was racked with coughing spasms while Sheena couldn't decipher what he said. "How...how much do you want?" Sheena's forehead furrowed and asked how much money Caruss needed. "Huh? No, it's not like that. I truly have no one else to approach at this moment except you," Caruss wondered as he tried to explain. He also felt ashamed in front of her due to the fast incident. "Is that what you mean? Oh Caruss, don't mind it. You're the one I'm worried about right now because o

"For Pete's sake! You surprised me there, Greg. You almost gave me a heart attack." Caruss reaction was unreadable and his sights were broadened at what had happened.      He was even more anxious when his body groped Greg's abdominal muscles and brushed the bulge.      "Hey, did you even think that I will take advantage of you now, huh? I admit that I am dreaming up about you but I'm not that pervert. Nothing will be going to happen. Nothing!" Caruss rolled his eyes.      He then took a distance away as to once he's afraid that Greg might awaken and catch him ahead. There he gently let his hunk idol slumber on the cloak he prepared as he decided to change the doss.     Greg intensified his snore while Caruss couldn't nod off well. He closed his eyes and tried to force himself to sleep but what 'went on' recently was still confused in

"By the way, I was planning to visit you sometimes. Where are you renting now?" Lady Rosell expressed an inquiry since she wanted to know where Caruss temporarily dwell. However, the moment halted in a short time when Caruss couldn't think enough on how to respond to his stepmother, since, he doesn't found any location to live yet. "Uhm...the t-truth is," he gulped and was stammered as he said. "I'm still searching for an apartment to settle in," then he had a grimacing face. "Oh, dear," Lady Rosell exhaled an excessive sigh. "Why don't you just accept my offer instead of making it hard for yourself to find an apartment? You know, settling in a luxurious and classy condo that you will be able to live comfortably for sure," she tried to convince Caruss while she was being alarmed too. "You shouldn't do this, Mama. I don't want you to get involved in whatever nonsense I've done," Caruss insisted since he truly didn't want to involve his

Caruss was now out from Sheena's condo and he could not be ceased from leaving. While he was waiting for some taxi outside, a limousine met him without an interval of time and three muscular escorts came out too. "Young Pearson, Lady Rosell instructed us to take you to your condo. Let us pick you up now," an escort wearing sunny pro sunglasses bowed and frankly said to him, while he was being guided by the others to let him in the car then hurriedly got in the limousine so they could eventually take off. At the same time, Greg was on his way home. He didn't expect anything to happen when a bunch of henchmen just appeared and surrounded his car that causing him to stop driving. "Damn! They're here again," he yelled into his inner self since he knew what was their purpose. Years ago, Greg likes to gamble. He always waste money and wealth by playing in the casino, sparing a lot of time with some promiscuous women and he was completely bur

Caruss was almost delayed when he got into the office. Since he didn't want to be embarrassed in his first job interview experience, he was having a rush of adrenaline and had heart palpitations in reaching the HR department. He appeared with the castle of his self-confidence that was collapsing even though he was already in a spot. However, there was a staff who accommodated him well and delivered him to Mr. Wayle's office. He felt a little nervous since he hadn't prepared himself much, knowing that the company's president will be the one to interview him. But, he still arrived at the office with a state of being certain while he couldn't resist his mind to wander. "Oh, no. I have never thought that the president himself will be the one to talk with me. Hopefully, I can handle all the questions he will throw to ask," he said to himself. "It's an honor to finally meet you, young Pearson," Mr. Wayle warmly welcomed him with an encouraging of his ap