Masuk
RONALD
I looked at the screen of my phone, staring once again at the lady I was supposed to get engaged to tomorrow. It was an arranged wedding to seal the alliance between our families, but I felt nothing for her. I don’t swing that way. I chugged down another glass, and shook my head lightly as I felt the drink hit its spot. I knew I was drunk out of my mind, but I didn’t want to stop just yet. “Fuck it.” I muttered. Tomorrow was my 26th birthday too, and if I was going to get engaged, I might as well go all out tonight. I climbed to the top of the table, lifted my hands in air and shouted. “Drinks on me!” The room cheered me as I found my balance on the table and danced to the slow music erupting from the blasting speakers. In the midst of the crowd and flashing lights, I caught someone staring at me sexily, he was literally gawking. I turned around to be certain and when I looked back his eyes were still on me. On my body. To make things better, he was my type of guy. Soft looking features, and a perfect model body. I climbed down and walked over to him, trying to get a hold of my drunken self. As soon as I met him, I leaned over and gave him a kiss. Oh the pleasure that filled my lips when he returned it. He looked drunk too, but his body responded in a way that got my third led wanting to partake in the fun. We found ourselves a room after I had tipped a hostess. This young man was as impatient and drunk as I was. I reached for his belt and unhooked it, letting his pants fall off. He moaned as I rubbed his already hard dick, I pulled it out and admired it, the shape, and the length. “Fuck,” I moaned as I went down on him, slowly rubbing my tongue on his lips. He groaned, letting out a beautiful moan. I sucked the rest of him, feeling the warmth of his dick in my mouth. “I’m going to cum.” He moaned, grabbing the bed sheets. I blinked, already? Was he a virgin? He didn’t lie, within the next minute. I felt his hot cum spill out in my mouth. Damn. I pulled him out and let the rest of his juice pour out in my hand. I went to the bathroom to wash up and when I came out, he was gone. “Hey.” I called out, scanning the rest of the room. What the fuck just happened? I felt the alcohol and the rest of my horniness immediately leave my system as I ran towards the door. I went back to the club after looking everywhere for him, it was like looking for a ghost. I didn’t even get his name. Defeated, I called for my driver to take me home. Tomorrow was going to be the start of a different life, at least this night was fun. I chuckled, thinking about the wild experience I just had. No one would believe it. ********** I felt a loud throbbing headache as I woke up. I sighed there was no one to blame but me. I quickly got up and got dressed. I had only 25mins to make it downstairs before the guest started trooping in. The sound of the musical instruments, played softly in the lounge as I walked down the spiral stairs. A number of guest were already here. My sister, Megan, was at the bottom of the stairs to welcome me. “Happy birthday, bro.” she said with a mighty grin. “Your fiancée is here, you should go welcome her.” She leaned in and whispered. I sighed. “You should look more excited than that Ronald.” She said forcing a smile. “Yeah.” I replied forcing a smile back. Everyone in the family was aware that the marriage was arranged, so there wasn’t any extra ceremony going on. It was almost an official meeting, but with ball gowns and dinner suits. I sighted Kyla, my fiancée and went outside to welcome her. She wasn’t alone. I was shocked when I recognized who that was, the guy from last night. What was going on? What was he doing with her? “Hello Ronald, Happy Birthday.” Kyla greeted politely and extended her hand for a handshake. “I hope you’d like your gifts.” She said as a guard carrying loads of wrapped packages walked past us. “Oh, thank you Kyla, you didn’t have to.” I eyed the man once again before looking back at her. “Welcome. You look… lovely.” “Thank you. And this is my brother, Jeffrey.” She said signaling to the man beside her. I gulped, brother? The young man extended his hand for a handshake and I received it. “Hi,” he let out a small smile. “Nice to meet you. For the first time, Ronald.” He said, a little too knowingly. I nodded. ********** I’ve never been a fan of birthday parties, but having an engagement party that same day made it all the more official. And boring. I was glad when it was over. I couldn’t take my mind or eyes off Jeffrey. I wondered if it was just a coincidence that he was at the club last night. Was he into guys too? It made sense how he could have easily disappeared yesterday now though. I wasn’t the only billionaire in that room. I grabbed a glass of wine from one of the waitresses and turned to see Kyla walking towards me. She was beautiful, she didn’t deserve a marriage like this. I grabbed another glass for her. “Hi.” I said handing her a glass. “How’s it going?” I didn’t really know what else to talk about with her. She let out a loud sigh. “I know right.” I said, and we both laughed. “Are you doing okay though? This probably wasn’t the engagement ceremony you dreamed of.” She smiled, as if trying to hide her sadness. “Yeah, I’d be okay. You?” “I’d be fine. We just have to do what has to be done, right?” “Speaking of which,” she immediately switched to her office mode. “Jeffrey would be joining your office, to represent our branch and to further seal the alliance.” “Your brother?” I asked, taking a sip from my glass. “Yes, you would be his new boss, please take care of him.” she said calmly. I almost choked on my drink when she said the last part. “Of course.” I replied. I lifted my glass towards her. “Cheers?” She raised an eyebrow at me. “To new beginnings.” I quickly added. “Cheers.” Our glasses clicked. For a moment it felt nice, but when my eyes caught Jeffrey at the other end of the room. I knew this was going to be pretty fucked up.Six months after Victoria's death, Ronald found himself standing in front of Jeffrey's favorite restaurant. He'd reserved the entire place for the evening, every detail carefully planned.Inside, candles flickered on every table, and soft music played. Jeffrey walked in, looking confused."What's all this?" he asked."This," Ronald said, taking his hand, "is me trying to do something romantic for once."Jeffrey laughed. "You? Romantic? Are you feeling okay?""Shut up and sit down," Ronald said, but he was smiling.They ate dinner, talking and laughing like they always did. But Ronald was nervous, his hand occasionally moving to his pocket where a small box rested.After dessert, as they were finishing their wine, Ronald stood up."Jeffrey," he began, and his voice was shaking. "We've been through a lot together. Probably more than most couples face in a lifetime.""That's one way to put it," Jeffrey said, smiling."And through all of it, through every crisis and every challenge, you'v
One Year LaterThe hospital room was quiet except for the steady beep of monitors. Ronald sat beside Victoria's bed, his expression unreadable.She'd been sick for months, the combination of her injuries and the stress of imprisonment taking their toll. The doctors said she had weeks at most.Connor sat on the other side, holding his mother's hand."I'm glad you came," Connor said to Ronald."She asked to see me," Ronald said. "Despite everything, I couldn't say no."Victoria's eyes opened slowly. "Ronald," she whispered."I'm here," Ronald said."I need... to apologize," Victoria said, each word clearly an effort. "For everything. For the pain I caused... your family.""Why?" Ronald asked. "Why did you do it? The organization, the revenge against my father, all of it?"Victoria closed her eyes for a moment. "Your father... knew what Silver did to me. He could have stopped her. But he chose his wife... over the woman who loved him. Over his son.""Connor," Ronald realized."When I fou
Three months later, Ronald walked into his office to find Connor waiting for him."We need to talk," Connor said without preamble.Ronald sighed and set down his briefcase. "About?""About what you're planning to do with my mother's assets. The companies, the properties, all of it."After Victoria's recovery, she'd been arrested and charged with multiple crimes. She was currently awaiting trial, and the legal battle over her organization's assets was ongoing."I haven't decided yet," Ronald said honestly. "It's complicated.""It's my mother's life's work," Connor said. "Whatever else she did, whatever crimes she committed, she built that empire from nothing.""She built it on the backs of people like Kyla," Ronald countered. "People she forced into servitude.""I know that," Connor said, frustration evident in his voice. "Don't you think I know that? But she's still my mother, Ronald. And she did what she did to survive, to protect me.""That doesn't excuse it.""I'm not asking you to
Two weeks later, Ronald stood outside Jeffrey's apartment, his hands full of groceries. He had been coming by every day since Jeffrey got released from the hospital, bringing food, helping with the chores, and making sure he had everything he needed.Jeffrey had been polite but distant, accepting the help but keeping Ronald at arm's length emotionally.Today, Ronald was determined to change that.He knocked on the door and waited.Jeffrey opened it, looking healthier than he had in weeks. The color was back in his face, and he was moving without wincing in pain."You brought more food," Jeffrey observed."You need to eat," Ronald said, pushing past him into the apartment. "I brought ingredients for that pasta you like.""Ronald, you don't have to keep doing this.""I know," Ronald said, unpacking the groceries. "But I want to."Jeffrey sighed and closed the door. "We need to talk."Ronald's heart sank. Those words never meant anything good. "Okay."They sat down in the living room, th
In the hallway, Kyla was waiting, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed. She looked up when Ronald emerged."How'd it go?" she asked."He needs time," Ronald said, running a hand through his hair. "And I'm going to give it to him. However much he needs.""That's probably smart," Kyla agreed. "Give you both a chance to heal, to process everything that's happened. Trust isn't rebuilt overnight.""What about you?" Ronald asked, focusing on her to distract himself from the ache in his chest. "When are you leaving?""Tomorrow morning," Kyla said, and there was both relief and sadness in her voice. "I've already booked the flight. Paris, Charles de Gaulle. I figured I'd start there, see where life takes me.""Does Jeffrey know?""Not yet. I'll tell him tomorrow morning before I go. I want to say goodbye properly, apologize for everything and not just disappear."Ronald nodded. "He's going to miss you. You are still his family regardless of everything that has happened.""Yeah, I on
The silence was heavy, weighted with everything unsaid between them. Ronald didn't know where to start, didn't know how to bridge the gap that had opened up."I looked for you," Ronald said finally, the words tumbling out. "For days. I tried calling your phone over and over even though it just rang and rang. I drove myself crazy trying to find you. Especially when it wasn't your body the police had found in the accident."“What?” Jeffrey asked, trying to remember all the pieces.“Don’t worry about all that Jeffrey… you're here now, I'm grateful for that. I'm sorry about everything.”"I know," Jeffrey sighed softly. "I tried calling you too. Before the accident, when I was upset and hurt and needed to hear your voice. There was something important I needed to tell you, but you weren't answering.""I was at Collins's," Ronald admitted, shame coloring his voice. "At that party. I was drunk and stupid and I wasn't thinking clearly about anything.""You were with that guy," Jeffrey said







