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Chapter 14: JUST HELPING OUT.
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In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 15: TIRED WRIST.
Ethan knew he couldnât feel anything less than gratitude toward Brandon for saving him numerous times. Now, the thought of women was far-fetched in his busy mind. Not that theyâve always had his attention . The pleasure he got just from Brandon jerking him off could never be compared to the climax he got from pounding those different holes. This was better.His nightmares had subsided, and the worry about his father had almost vanishedâall because Brandon was doing a better job than Ethanâs casual encounters ever did.That was how the whole arrangement had started. Brandon now gave Ethan hand jobs whenever neededâpun intended. It was both extremely weird and oddly routine. Ethan didnât treat Brandon any differently just because he relieved his tension. Brandon didnât deceive himself into thinking the arrangement was more than just a matter of convenience for Ethan. Now, Ethan didnât have to find time to seek release. He was certain no other sane person would accept such an arrangement
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2024-09-20In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 16: SELF DOUBT.
Ethan shrugged and leaned back in his chair, his posture confident and so very male. âSo am I,â he said. âSo what?âThe nerve of him. Brandon could only open and close his mouth wordlessly, absolutely speechless.There was a knock on the door. âTheyâre here, sir,â Beckyâs muffled voice sounded through the door.Brandon jerked his hand away from Ethanâs c*ck, but the *ssh*l* grabbed it and kept it where it was. âGive me a minute,â Ethan called out before shifting his gaze back to Brandon and lowering his voice. âWell? Are you going to make an entire team of pilots wait?âBrandon could very well choose death over being in this situation at the moment. It was easy for Ethan because he was used to getting things done for him, but not for Brandon. This was his first crazy experiment, and he wasnât appreciating it much. How could the same man ask another man, no matter how beautiful his body and decent his d*ck, to do something like this? Ethan was well-trained in making Brandon quit, but t
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2024-09-20In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 17: THE PAINFUL STRIKE.
Brandon would like to say his life had changed monumentally after putting a c*ck in his mouth, but... it didnât. He didnât feel any different. It had been weird at first, but he wasnât really freaking out or traumatized or anything like that. But then again, why would he be? It wasnât s*x. Neither of them considered that s*x. It was just a convenience thing for Ethanâand a way to get on Brandonâs nerves, no doubtâand just another tedious task for Brandon, one of the many that were part of his job. It wasnât even the most unpleasant task if he didnât fixate on the weirdness of the fact that he had another manâs c*ck in his mouthâevery d*mn day. Because it seemed hand jobs werenât enough for Ethan anymore. The greedy son-of-a-b*tch wanted his mouth.Not that Brandon didnât get it. He did. He was a guy, too. As a guy, he would always prefer even an amateur blowjob to a hand job. And Brandon didnât flatter himself by thinking that his blowjobs were anything but amateur. He had improved so
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The answer displeased Brandon, but he couldn't do anything. Knowing a lot about good business strategies, Eliot Bassett would've been an amazing opportunity. Well, Ethan runs the show and knows how to handle his loss better."Do you have a location in mind for the meeting? I mean the one with Navida?" Brandon asked, trying to shift his focus.âYou will be representing me,â Ethan replied curtly.âYouâll have to attend this yourself,â Brandon insisted. âI donât think theyâll believe that Iâm standing in for you. Besides, I know nothing about chauffeuring.""Then learn it!" Ethan snapped."This would be another bad call."Ethan heaved a sigh but nodded, stretching out his hand, a silent command to give him his work phone.After finding the right contact, Brandon handed the phone to him and then stepped closer. Dropping the new shirt on the desk, Brandon resumed where Ethan had left off. He wasn't interested in the phone conversation; he was too busy feeling bad about the rejection of Eli
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While Britney was still with Brandon, an idea struck her. She proposed that he watch his emotions while around Ethan. For all they knew, he might be misinterpreting his feelings. Until he was certain, he shouldnât worry. First, their lineage held strong views against same-s*x relationships. It would be a huge deal once anyone learned of it. Britney wasnât being judgmental; she would walk any length for her brother. She loved him that much.Even though Brandon was trying to put up a tough attitude, he really wanted to say yes. He couldnât imagine being around Ethan after what had happened. As dumb as it might make him sound, heâd never expected to get aroused from sucking his bossâs d*ckâit could never happen again. He knew it wasnât right. What would his community say? How about...His ringtone prevented him from thinking further.Flinching, Brandon pulled his phone out of his pocket. *ssh*l*, the Caller ID said. Brandonâs heart started beating faster.âIs that him?âBrandon nodded mi
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After a night of unexpected pleasure, which Ethan desperately tried to push from his mind, he arrived at the office earlier than usual. He might be losing his grip on sanity, and that was acceptable, but he refused to acknowledge that the most joyful distraction he'd experienced in years would soon vanish. This shouldnât affect him, he told himself. Yet, it stirred up that emotion he despised most: abandonment and loss.Over time, Ethan had grown to tolerate the presence of that auburn-haired boy, even if he sometimes fantasized about gluing Brandonâs mouth shut. No one else would agree to this arrangement or enjoy it as much as Brandon did, even if he denied it. Ethan relished the feeling, the expressions on Brandon's face, and the sounds he made during their intimate moments. But it was time to let him go. Ethan wasnât capable of feeling anything more. Not after Eliot.As Ethan settled in and tried to focus on his work, a soft knock followed by the door creaking open caught his atte
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âYou are smiling. Why?â Eliot looked ahead of the path, keeping his face blank like he didnât say anything.âNothing.â Ethan covered up. He didnât realize that he was smiling.They got to the house and his father was standing at the front door, angry. The anger was visible on his face. When his eyes moved away, and he saw Eliot, his face softened a bit.âAh, welcome, Eliot.â He gave his hand for a shake.Eliot released Ethanâs hand and took that of his father and shook.âWhen did you arrive?â His father helped Eliot with his suitcase.âLess than twenty minutes ago,â Eliot responded.âI thought you were due to arrive tomorrow.ââI wrote 24th on the letter, and today is 24th.ââOh, forgive my forgetfulness. I am dealing with a lot that I seem not to keep track of time anymore. If I had remembered, I would have picked you up at the airport myself.ââIt is fine. There is no need for that.â Leading Ethan inside, Eliot asked, âHow is our very pregnant Laurel?ââShe is well. Trying to adjust
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âOh, that is me. Your pop is calling.â Leaving a kiss on Ethanâs cheek, Eliot smiled and said, âSee you around, beautiful boy.â Ethan returned the smile.Ethan was too young to understand the cues Eliot was giving or his attitude towards him. Everything spoke something else, but Ethan didnât understand it.When Eliot left, Ethan felt better. Maybe because of the chocolate or Eliotâs presence, but whichever it was, he felt better.It was getting late, and Ethan had to go in, do his reading, and come down for dinner. That night, they ate dinner, and Eliot bid him good night, kissing him on the cheek as he did earlier.At dinner on the third evening, Ethan sensed that Eliot was staring at him as he explained his thoughts on his fatherâs new development in the company. Noah had decided to invest in and launch a construction firm, and he made Ethan study all about construction.Being the youngest at the table and the least likely to keep his father interested in what he was saying, Ethan h
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In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 180: THE LAST CHAPTER OF THEIR LOVE STORY UNTIL NEXT TIME.
Christmas...The warmth of the fireplace filled the room, the crackling of the flames blending with the soft hum of Christmas carols playing in the background. The Christmas tree stood proudly in the corner, its branches covered in twinkling lights and delicate ornaments that shimmered in the soft glow. Outside, snow fell gently, blanketing the world in a peaceful white. Inside, the laughter of family could be heard through the house, filling every corner with love and joy.Around the large dining table, everyone was gathered. Nana, looking radiant and content, cradled one of her twin boys in her arms while the other rested peacefully in a bassinet nearby. She'd given birth two weeks ago and everyone has been supportive.Her recovery over the past few months had been nothing short of miraculous, and the glow on her face was proof of the happiness she had found. She and Brandon had grown close, their bond deepening as they shared stories and leaned on each other through the ups and dow
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 179: THE COLOURS IN THE SKY.
A WEEK LATER...The sky was painted in shades of soft blues and blush pinks, with the occasional puff of cloud dotting the horizon. Birds soared high, their wings glinting in the sunlight, as if celebrating alongside the hundreds of guests below. There was something in the airâsomething gentle and full of love, as though the universe itself was smiling down on this day. The slow ringing of bells hummed throughout the city, the sound weaving its way through the streets and gardens where the wedding was about to take place.The garden itself was like something out of a fairytale. A vast space covered in greenery, with towering trees draped in delicate white flowers. Tiny twinkling lights were strung between the branches, looking magical. The path leading to the altar was lined with blooming roses in every color imaginable, reds and whites swirling together like a painterâs masterpiece. Chandeliers hung from the arches, their crystals catching the sun, reflecting rainbows onto the guests
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 178: BRUISED ALL THIS TIME.
They made it through every storm, and now, they would live to love and cherish.*****With Aldo's help and Ethanâs connections, it didnât take long to find Nana. Ethan and Brandon were stepping out of the car, breathing in the damp, cold air of Ireland as they looked at the modest house ahead. Ethan already disliked the neighbourhood. He hadnât seen his sister in years, and he wasnât sure how heâd react. He squeezed Brandonâs hand, a nervous energy running through him.Brandon, ever the optimist, linked arms with him and smiled. âWeâll handle this together,â he whispered.The porch creaked beneath their feet as they walked up to the door. Ethan raised his hand, knocking with a hesitation he wasnât used to feeling. A few moments passed, and finally, the door creaked open.âNaââ The name caught in Ethanâs throat. The woman standing before him, her body hunched as if she'd age five times more. She barely resembled the sister he once knew. But her eyesâthose distinct, beautiful blue eyes
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 177: THE LAST PUNCH.
Collins stood in front of Brandon, his smile warm, though his eyes held scars and sadness of years lost. His suit, while simple, fit him perfectly, and despite everything he had been through, he looked healthier, more at ease than Brandon had seen in years. There was something peaceful about him nowâa quietness that only comes with closure.âHeâs just trying to be nice,â Collins said, grinning at Brandon. âBut Iâll tell you, your man really went all out to find me. Ethan had me tracked down, got me out of that mess I was in. Then he hired one of the best lawyers in the country. Weâre still working on clearing my record entirely, but itâs in motion.âBrandon looked at Ethan, his heart filled with gratitude. He had known Ethan was working behind the scenes to find his father, but he hadnât realized the lengths Ethan had gone to. It was overwhelming, this outpouring of love, this commitment to not just him but his family.âI... I donât know what to say,â Brandon whispered, his voice catc
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 176: THE FAIRYTALE.
One moth later...A month had passed, and the world outside felt a little less dangerous. The sun hung high in the sky, its warmth spilling over the quiet garden outside Ethan's home. The smell of fresh herbs filling the air, and the birds sang in the trees, oblivious to the trials that had brought Brandon and Ethan to this moment. Inside the house, you could perceive the scent of warm bread and sizzling bacon, the morning routine continuing as usual.Brandon stood in the kitchen, setting out breakfast with careful hands, his mind only half-focused on the task. His heart, though, had never been more full. He glanced toward the living room where Ethan sat, propped up on the couch, still pale but improving with every day. There was color in his cheeks now, though he was often feverish, and his woundâa constant source of worryâhad gotten infected twice in the past few weeks. But with a team of specialists and round-the-clock care, Ethan was healing.In the beginning, it had been terrifyi
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 175: BROKEN BRIDGE.
In the midst of the chaos, a strong hand suddenly grabbed Elizabethâs arm, yanking her away from the craneâs remote. The container stopped just inches above the crumpled car, leaving Brandon shaken but still alive. His breaths were ragged, his body trembling with fear. He would never forget surviving this near-death experienceEthanâs knees buckled beneath him, the adrenaline fading as the blood loss caught up. He exhaled sharply, fighting to stay conscious, but the world was spinning. Strong arms caught him before he collapsed completely, and through his fading vision, he saw Carterâs worried face hovering above him."We got here just in time," Carter said, his voice calm but his eyes filled with concern. "Hang on, Ethan."Ethanâs voice was faint. "BrandonâĶ is he okay?"Carter nodded, glancing toward the car where medics were pulling Brandon out. "Heâs fine. You saved him."Ethan closed his eyes for a moment, the exhaustion too much for him to handle. He had fought with everything he
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 174: GIVE HIM MY BLOOD!
Noahâs expression darkened. "She found out about my real businessâhuman trafficking, organ harvesting. She was going to expose me. And yes, I killed her with my own hands. She wasnât afraid of me. She loved you more than she ever loved me." His voice took on a cold edge. "So I made her pay for it."Grief and anger choked Ethan. "She was five months pregnant, Noah. Pregnant with your son. She was everything I ever wanted in a mother, and you took her from me.""I can have as many children as I want, Ethan. But if I were caught, my business, my reputationâeverything I built would be gone. I wonât be taken down because of some woman."Brandon, from the crushed remains of his hope, couldnât stay silent. "Itâs always been about you, hasnât it, Noah? Your ego. Your reputation. You destroyed my family and yours because all you care about is power.""Shut your mouth, bitch," Elizabeth snapped, slapping him hard across the face. "You know nothing about power."Ethan, his voice hoarse from the
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 173: CRUSHING.
Ethanâs fist landed with brutal precision, sinking into Ethanâs stomach. Ethan doubled over in pain, gasping as he felt the burn spread through his abdomen. His hand instinctively flew to the spot, feeling the sting of fresh blood where the wound was."You son of a bitch," Ethan spat between ragged breaths, his eyes burning with defiance.Noah, towering over him with a twisted smirk, gripped Ethanâs jaw, forcing him to look up. "How dare you call me mad, you son of a whore? A mere slave," Noah growled, tightening his hold.Ethan laughed bitterly, the sound more of a wince than amusement. "I see youâve gone mentally unstable too, father," he mocked. "How am I the son of a slave? Last I checked, you were just a sperm donor. And as for being a slave, well, maybe to your greed, your adultery, and your lies."Noahâs eyes flared, and his grip on Ethanâs jaw tightened, making it difficult for him to speak. "I made you," Noah hissed, his voice dripping with venom. "And Iâll break you.""Youâv
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire    Chapter 172: BLEED OUT.
Ethan staggered forward, his hand pressed against his stomach, trying to stanch the bleeding. Outside, it began to rain.His breath came in ragged bursts as he pushed through the sheets of rain that poured down on him. Brandon was just ahead, darkness in the storm, sprinting as though he could outrun everything crushing him from behind."Brandon, wait!" Ethanâs voice was hoarse, almost swallowed by the roaring wind and rolling thunder. Each step sent a fresh jolt of pain through his body, but he kept moving, forcing himself onward. He had to catch him.Brandon didnât stop. He didnât even slow down. His feet pounded against the pavement, faster and faster, as if the rain pouring over his face was washing away the memoriesâthe lies, the betrayal, all of it. His chest burned, and his heart screamed louder than the storm, but he couldnât stop now. He wouldnât.Ethanâs words cut through the rain. "I didnât kill anyone, Brandon!" His voice broke, desperate.Brandon spun around, his face twis
