LOGINNICK WALKER ©
The last two days had felt strange. After what I saw in Enzo’s office, I had not seen him again. Only the female professor. And Avery? She had been acting strange too. For the past two days, she had been quieter than usual, and for some reason, it disturbed me. I kept waiting for her to come around, but she did not. She spent more time talking to Mira and only made small talk and short replies with me. Something felt off, and I hated that it got to me this much. I started clearing my throat as we walked home after getting off the bus. She turned to look at me. “Are you okay, Nick?” she asked, worry clear on her face. “Yeah, I’m fine actually,” I said and she let out a small sigh and kept walking. I hurried to catch up with her and lightly bumped her shoulder. “What’s wrong?” I asked. “You seem distant. Did I do something wrong?” She stopped walking and turned to me. “Do you think you’ve done anything wrong, Nick Walker?” I tried to think of what could have gone wrong between us and let out a slow sigh. “I… I don’t think I’ve done anything… wrong,” I stammered. She only nodded and started walking again. “Come on, tell me what I did that’s bothering you,” I said as I walked beside her. “Well, I'm curious to know what’s going on between you and the famous Professor,” she said. I frowned at first, then my face slowly dropped. “Enzo, you mean?” I asked and she let out a small sigh. “He has your number now?” she asked and I turned to her. Shit. I hadn’t told her yet. But how did she even find out? “Oh… I forgot to tell you,” I said and she only nodded, like she did not want to argue more with me. “Well, he got my number from Shawn, my coworker. He texted me the day I collected the class assignment for him,” I explained. “Okay,” she said in a flat voice and I let out a sigh. “I’m serious,” I said. “And Enzo and I just run into each other at the bar a lot. We mostly just talk. We got close because of that. Nothing more,” I added and she finally turned to look at me. “Hmm. Then why does it feel like you want to be closer?” she asked and I frowned. “What?” I asked and she only smiled. “Come on, I’m hungry. Let’s get home fast,” she said. She gave a playful jump as she walked ahead. What did she mean by I wanted to be closer? I scoffed at her words and picked up my pace to catch up with her. At least things were fine between us again. A few minutes later, we got home. Avery rushed to the kitchen cabinet and started looking through it. She was clearly searching for something to eat, moving from side to side and dancing in a dramatic way as she searched. Mira walked out of the room and frowned at Avery. “Oh, hi, Mira,” Avery said as she pulled out a pack of noodles. “What’s with her?” Mira asked as she walked over to me. “Well… isn’t it great that she’s in a good mood?” I asked and Mira gave me a confused look. “And when is she ever not in a good mood?” she asked and I chuckled at her words. “Everyone wants noodles, right?” she asked and Mira leaned in a bit. “Did she win the lotto?” Mira asked and I shrugged. Mira leaned in even closer, in excitement. “Or did she finally get into a relationship?” she asked. I pushed her forehead back with my finger. “Wait till she comes. You can ask her while you eat,” I said. Mira shook her head and gave a nervous smile. “I’d better not,” she said and I chuckled. Avery set the pot down on the small table. We all sat on the wooden floor and started to eat. I couldn’t help but wonder why Avery had so much energy after I settled with her. ∆∆ ~ FIVE STAR CLUB AND BAR ~ I finally saw Enzo today, but he was outside. He was smoking and was on a call. He sounded angry, but I could not hear what he was saying. I wondered what had happened to him. I went back to my station and served the people who came for drinks. After a few minutes, Enzo finally came in. He hung his coat on a bar stool before sitting down. I kept glancing at him every few minutes. He did not look angry anymore. He wasn’t even frowning. He looked up and caught me staring. “Get me vodka,” he said. I nodded quickly and reached for the bottle, then polished a glass. I set the glass in front of him and poured him half a glass. He sighed and drank it in one go. “I haven’t fixed your computer yet,” I told him. “Well, you had the chance to fix it that day, but you left,” he said and I paused. My mind went back to the last time I was in his office. Wait! Does he expect me to still go in and fix the computer after I walked in at the wrong time? “That…” I started to say, but he cut me off. “It’s fine. The IT already fixed it,” he said and I nodded slowly. “Don’t tell me you expected me to still fix your computer after I walked in on… whatever that was,” I said. He just looked at me. His head tilted a little, but he said nothing. “You should even be glad I saw that instead of some other student who gossips. Your whole profession could’ve been ruined,” I said and he scoffed. “What’s that supposed to mean?” he asked, with a sharp voice. People nearby started turning to look at us. “Well…” I said, suddenly unsure. What’s wrong with him? Why is he getting so angry? “I just mean you should be glad it was me who saw it,” I added quickly. “If it were another student, the whole school would be talking about it.” I looked at him and he just stared back at me. “So what now? You want money to shut you up?” he asked and my chest tightened immediately. “What?” I asked. “What? Isn’t that what this is? Money. You’ve been nagging about it since I got here,” he said. I clenched my hands. I tried to steady my breathing. “Enzo?” Mr. Kyle’s voice cut in. I quickly lowered my head. “What’s going on here?” the manager asked as the tension between us grew. “Ask the fvcker of an employee you hired,” Enzo said. He grabbed his coat and pulled out a cigar before walking out. Mr. Kyle sighed and followed him. I didn’t even notice when a tear slipped down my face. I quickly wiped it away. At that moment, I just wished the ground would open up and swallow me whole.NICK WALKER ©I always held Enzo close whenever we were together, and it includes this moment also.I sometimes get the fear that he might run from my arms and I can't explain where that feeling came from.Maybe I wasn't wrong to feel that way. For a moment, it felt like I was about to lose him.But he was here again, his tongue stuck in mine. He pulled away from me and stared at my bleeding wrist. The cloth wrapped around it was already soaked with blood.He let out a sigh and turned to leave, but I quickly grabbed his shirt.He looked back at me and ruffled my hair, giving me a short smile before gently removing my hand from his shirt.Then he walked out of the gym, leaving me alone.I stared down at my wrist. It hurt, but I barely registered the pain.My mind was too focused on Enzo.I couldn't stop thinking about him.I looked across the large gym and noticed cigarettes and ashes scattered across the floor.Everything was a mess. It looked like he had been here all day.What was
NICK WALKER ©After my conversation with Mr. Kyle that day, I still couldn't get hold of Enzo for another three days.Mr. Kyle wasn't letting me see him because his men kept stopping me. Even when he left his office, one thing or another always stopped me from getting to him.My head was a mess. Back at home, I had planned a small outing for Mira and Mom without telling either of them. But it turned into a failure, just like I expected.Mira and I had a fight before I left home for work.Enzo still wasn't replying to my messages.I pressed my lips together and stared at the entrance of the bar."What's got you thinking?" Shawn asked as he stood in front of the counter."Ah. Nothing, really," I said with a forced smile.I suddenly spotted Mr. Kyle leaving his office upstairs with his men. I quickly grabbed my phone."Where are you going?" Shawn asked as I left my station.“Uh, the bathroom. Cover for me for a while,” I told him before walking outside.Before I could get to him, his men
NICK WALKER ©The exams were over, and the holiday had finally started. But I hadn't been able to reach Enzo for the past three days.He hadn't come to my house, and I hadn't seen him at work either. He wasn't replying to my texts or answering my calls.I couldn't stop worrying.I just wanted to know if he was okay.Was he sick?“Aren't you going to eat?” Avery asked as we sat down for lunch.I sighed as I stared at the food in front of me.“If you're not going to eat it, give it to me,” Avery said, pulling my plate toward herself.Seriously?Before she could take another bite, Mira smacked the back of Avery's hand with her spoon and pulled the plate back to me.“Ow! That hurt.”“Mira, apologize,” I said quickly as I took Avery's hand to check it.“How did you even choose her as your friend?” Mira asked, shaking her head as she continued eating.“He wasn't eating. You didn't have to be so harsh,” Avery said, rubbing the spot where Mira had hit her.“Well... sorry,” Mira mumbled.Avery
LORENZO GRAYSON \ VADIM KERZHAKOV ©My phone had been ringing nonstop the entire drive home. It was still ringing when I walked through the front door. I tossed it across the spacious living room and headed upstairs.I grabbed a travel bag and opened the drawer to get my passport. Then I looked at my reflection before sliding the mirror aside, revealing the weapons hidden behind it.I picked a few of them and reached for my phone again. I'd already sent Kyle a message, asking him to book me a flight back to Russia.I rushed back downstairs and searched for the phone I'd thrown across the living room.“Where the fuck is it?” I yelled as I searched the lounge and the kitchen connected to it.Just then, I heard a car screech to a stop outside the house.It was Kyle.I grabbed my bag and hurried to his car.“The ticket?” I asked as I walked up to him.“What's going on?” he asked.I ran a hand through my hair and let out a frustrated sigh.“Kyle, I fucking need the ticket.”“Not until you
LORENZO GRAYSON\ VADIM KERZHAKOV©“Do you mind heading home yourself?There's something I have to do before leaving.“ I told Alina.I packed the papers and carried my briefcase.“What's the matter? I could wait.“ She said.“You should go. It'll take a while.“ I said.I clenched my hands on the device in my palm as I headed to the office.I needed to know what was on the drive.I unlocked the door, walked over to my laptop, and plugged it in.I searched through the files and found only one video.I clicked play.“Move it,” someone said from the video.It looked like an underground room, with several men standing around.Then I saw my mother.I furrowed my brows and paused the video.Why was Mom in the video?I pressed play and kept watching as they dragged her by the arms while she tried to break free.Then it hit me.This was connected to the day she died.She was wearing the same clothes she had on when they found her body.They threw her onto the floor, and my breath caught in my thr
LORENZO GRAYSON \ VADIM KERZHAKOV©The moment I realized what had happened at the college last night, my thoughts went straight to my father.Antonio must never find out about this.The college was large and prestigious. If the video leaked, it would spread fast. Thinking about the footage of Nick and I made me wonder if Antonio already knew.Nick had to stay safe.I promised I would protect him, and I had no intention of breaking that promise.Kyle found out about the situation before reaching out to me. Then Professor Douglas, Alina, called me when the video started spreading around the college.I found someone who hacked the college account and got the video taken down, though it took some time.I handled the college board the same way I did when I first came here to work as a professor.Somehow, my thoughts drifted back to Nick once more, and I let out a quiet sigh.If Father had already found out about him, I had to move fast. There was still so much to do, especially finding the
NICK WALKER ©I slowly dropped my hands, slow and awkward, earning laughter and looks from the others. He looked at me exactly the way he did yesterday. Not angry. Not shocked. Just… blank. Like he has not seen someone familiar. “The nerd is shocked he has seen someone breathtaking.“ I heard someo
NICK WALKER©The silence in the bar was so loud. It was the opposite of the club above us, everything here was quieter. Laughter and chatter was subtle, like everyone had agreed to keep their secrets in their glass. I stood behind the counter, polishing cups, sliding drinks across the counter and
LORENZO GRAYSON \ VADIM KERZHAKOV ©The morning I had planned wasn't supposed to include Vanya.Yet there she was, sitting in the passenger seat with her heels resting on the dashboard, staring out the window as I drove to college.After our argument last night, neither of us brought it up.Before
NICK WALKER ©We had already left the house, and the drive was so very awkward. Neither of us said a word as the car moved through the morning traffic.I sighed and turned my attention to the window. My palms were sweaty. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop thinking about what had happened







