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The secret office

Autor: Dhuke
last update Data de publicação: 2026-08-25 00:32:00
LUCAS

It’s been three weeks since I started staying at Raihan’s house, and I still haven’t found a single useful thing about my parents. Nothing. Just the same careful smiles, the same closed doors, and those flashbacks that won’t leave me alone—the man I saw at the facility. The more I think about him, the more he looks like my father. Same build. Same way of standing. It sits in my chest like a stone.

I need to get into Raihan’s father’s office. Whatever he’s hiding is in there. It has to
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  • My Roommate & I   Raihan is missing

    LUCAS…The next morning came faster than I expected. My eyes ached, probably from all the crying the night before. I sat up, straightened the bed out of habit, and stepped out of the room to find Raihan — except I hadn't seen him since I woke up. No voice. No smell of breakfast, the one thing that greeted me most mornings."Raihan?" I called. "Where are you?"Nothing.Where the hell would he go this early? I thought, pulling my phone off the nightstand. He wouldn't leave for lectures without me. That's not possible.He wasn't in the kitchen. Wasn't in the bathroom. Wasn't anywhere in our small room.I dialed his number. It rang and rang, then went to voicemail. No missed calls from him either. Nothing.Please be fine, I thought. Please just be at a friend's place, or grabbing something from the store, anything. But even as I told myself that, some part of me already knew — he would have called. He always called.Raihan, I swear, if you actually meant what you said yesterday—I didn't

  • My Roommate & I   Scared? Or sad

    LUCAS… “What the fuck is wrong with Drey? Why would he embarrass us like that in the hallway? And that thing about him liking me… that has to be a joke, right? Nah. I should’ve known. He’s been acting different since the day we met… I just never thought it was like that.” Raihan set the pizza we bought from the campus mart down on the couch. The box was still warm, the smell of melted cheese and pepperoni filling the small room. “You shouldn’t dwell on it too much. I already knew he liked you. The way he looks at you during lectures, the way he talks when you’re around… it was obvious.” He paused for a second, the only sound the quiet hum of the fridge in the corner. “Yeah… I just hope he’s okay,” I said. The juice was cold against my lips, sweet and a little sticky. “I’ve always seen him as my best friend, nothing more. I never thought I’d end up with a guy, let alone have other guys confessing to me. It’s still kind of weird.” I took another bite of the pizza — hot, greasy, the

  • My Roommate & I   Drey confession

    Lucas.. By noon, the lecture had finally ended, and I could barely focus on anything but the ache of impatience running through me. My hand had drifted to Raihan's thigh at some point during Professor Evans's lecture and just... stayed there. "You okay?" Raihan kept whispering, glancing at me sideways. I nodded each time, though I wasn't really listening to a word being said at the front of the room. The second class ended, I was on my feet. "Can you walk me to the bathroom?" "I could help with that," Drey offered, half-joking, already standing. "Nah. You don't need to worry about it," I said quickly, and Ethan and Noah both burst out laughing behind me, clearly reading exactly what I wasn't saying out loud. I grabbed Raihan's hand and pulled him along, weaving through the crowd of students filing out of the lecture hall. He, predictably, had no idea what was actually going on. "Are you sure you're okay?" he asked again as I tugged him down the hall, practically dragging him t

  • My Roommate & I   Together

    LUCAS I sat back down on the bed, pulling the blanket tighter around my shoulders, and Raihan settled in front of me, taking both my hands again like he had before we were interrupted."Okay," I said, my voice steadier now than it had been an hour ago. "From the start."I told him about waking up tied to a chair, the cigar smoke, Josh and the water. I told him about Victor — his name, his voice, the fact that he was the same person who'd been calling and threatening me for years, ever since the night my parents died and I... and the man who broke in.Raihan's jaw tightened at that part, but he didn't interrupt."Then someone else came in," I continued. "And I heard his voice before I even saw him. My father's voice, Raihan. Exact. I know what my dad sounded like, I'd know it anywhere, and it was him." My hands were shaking again just remembering it. "He knew things — about my parents, about me. He said he'd known both of them. Personally.""But it wasn't your dad," Raihan said quietl

  • My Roommate & I   It's handled…

    LUCAS "Lucas—" Raihan started again, but a paramedic was already crouching beside us, gently prying his hands from my shoulders. "Sir, I need to check him over. Can you give us some room?" "I'm not leaving him," Raihan said, voice sharp. "You can stay close. I just need space to work." The paramedic's tone was calm but firm, already shining a light in my eyes, checking my pulse, running practiced hands along my arms where the restraints had cut into my skin. "Can you tell me your name?" "Lucas," I managed. "Okay, Lucas. Anything hurt? Anywhere specific?" My ribs throbbed where the boss had struck me, but even that felt distant, unimportant, buried under the one sentence still echoing in my skull. Your dad has a brother instead of my dad has a brother. "I'm fine," I said, which wasn't true, and from the look on Raihan's face, he knew it too. A police officer approached next, notebook already out. "We'll need a statement, whenever you're ready. No rush — but the sooner, the bet

  • My Roommate & I   Your dad has a brother…

    LUCAS... The door slammed open before Victor could crouch back down. "What part of get me my box was unclear?" The voice — my father's voice, wrapped around words that felt nothing like him — cut through the room like a blade. Every man straightened. Even Victor took a step back. "Boss, he claims he doesn't have it, that the King house—" "I don't care what he claims." The man crossed the room in a few long strides and crouched in front of me himself, close enough now that I could smell something faintly familiar — cologne, maybe, or just a memory my mind was desperate to attach to him. "Look at me." I didn't lift my head. I couldn't. He grabbed my jaw, forcing my face up the way Victor had, except this time it didn't feel like cruelty for its own sake — it felt purposeful, like he was studying me. "You have her eyes," he said quietly, almost to himself. Then, louder, sharper: "But you're wasting my patience." "I'm telling the truth," I whispered. "I don't have it. Nobody does."

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