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The meetup
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2025-07-16 19:58:34The next morning Luca woke up to the burning gaze of Damian who sat a few feet away from the bed on a chair that definitely wasn't there yesterday.
"Are you watching me sleep?" Luca asked, his words a gentle slur.
"What does it look like?" Damian replied, his voice dry as he responded.
Luca didn't know how to respond, He was still a little asleep to be truthful but he forced himself off the bed and walked to the window, the sunlight bathed his face and for the first time he was able to see it, the city this building overlooked in all it's tainted beauty.
"Beautiful." The words escaped his mouth before he could think and he immediately regretted it.
"You'll get tired of it." Damian said coldly as he placed a grey suit on the bed.
"You're heading out?"
"We." He corrected as he turned his back and went back into what Luca assumed was his closet, He followed him and was immediately blown away by the size of the space, Closet wouldn't do justice to the space he found himself in as it had more similarities with a Louis Vuitton Store.
"Isn't this a little overkill?"
"More will always be better than less. Pick an outfit and get ready, we leave in an hour." Damian stated then stomped out of the closet leaving Luca alone to wander the racks and sections of tailored designer suites.
After wandering for about ten minutes Luca finally picked out a black silk shirt with blood red rose patterns and grey khakis with faint red lines running from top to bottom. He took the clothes out of the closet and placed them on the bed, he noticed that the clothes Damian had placed were no longer there so it probably meant he had already gotten dressed and was now waiting for him.
He let out a defeated sigh as he picked up the towel and toothbrush that had been left for him and walked into the shower.
Luca stood in front of the collosal mirror, his eyes locked on his reflection as he wore the clothes he had picked out but even though it seemed like he was in the present every single piece of his attention was fixated on the collar that branded him like a dog, His hands and legs may have not been locked in shackles but in his mind, he was a prisoner, a prisoner to a man who could change his mind at any moment and put a bullet through his skull, A shiver ran through him as he thought of his bloody body at Damians feet but it was nothing in comparison to the shiver he felt when the events of last night flooded his mind, Every thrust, every sound they made, passionate, raw, burning hotter than the sun's surface with every touch and now he felt dirty, like he was covered in filth that wouldn't wash away no matter how many showers he took. The more he thought about the more the disgusted he felt with himself, Damian had used him, fucked him like he owned him and he did nothing but take it and moan like a fucked up whore….
“You must be thinking about me,” Damian's voice suddenly broke him out of his trance and tossed him back into reality and only then did he see the look of pure disgust and anger that burned in his eyes.
“You flatter yourself,” Luca lied as he turned to face him, Damian looked at him for a second then his eyes went down to his feet and up to his head, Luca suddenly felt naked at the mere gaze of this man, he hated it but for some reason he liked the look of desire in Damian's blue eyes.
“Wow.” He thought to himself. Damian took three step forward and now he was face to face with Luca, He was a little taller but by just leaning down a little bit they were at eye level, He brought his face close to Luca's ear and his lips brushed against Luca's lobe sending an unexplainable amount of shock and pleasure through his body then he whispered “Get your ass downstairs, we leave in 15.” and with those words he left the room and Luca was once alone left with his thoughts and a painfully hardened dick.
He let out a pained sigh at his own weakness before straightening up and walking out of the bedroom.
As his feet touched the final step that led into the room where Damian was waiting for him a sweet smell immediately filled his nostrils, he breathed it in, enjoying it immensely as he walked into what was supposed to be a dinning but had more in common with a conference room with the number of chairs that surrounded the long table, Damian sat at the head of the table, scrolling through a tablet that was placed on the table and not even paying the slightest bit of attention to Luca who had taken a seat at the far end of the table. The help brought over a plate of scrambled eggs, toast and a cup of orange juice and placed it in front of Luca then gave a respectful bow and walked back to a corner where she stood still like a statue. Luca looked closely at her and realized that she didn't look as scared as the first time he had seen her, now she looked a lot more comfortable and a lot less scared of the man who bit into toast like he had no problem in the world.
“Where are we going?” Luca finally asked a question that had been burning in his mind, Damian raised his head and looked at him for and unbearable few seconds before responding.
“You'll see.” He said calmly then refocused his attention on the tablet.
“That's not an answer to my question,” Luca hissed.
“True. But it's the one you're gonna get, So eat.” Damian said with a tone that made it perfectly clear to Luca where he stood, He might have a seat at the table but it didn't belong to him.
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