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Eric's POVI have been staring into the air. Thirty minutes after Mike snapped my car door in my face.Doing nothing.Not thinking.Not strategising.Just quiet silence.My phone rings, the sound interrupting whatever peace I was passing through.I looked at the caller. DAMIEN.I turn the phone off.Don't need anybody.Not now.I run my hands through my hair.Who do I believe? Who is telling the truth?Mike's words echo in my head."Has it ever occurred to you that just the same way he sees cheap people, he also sees you as a cheap, weak prince?"The odds of it being true are one hundred per cent.After all, he is a mafia boss.He literally almost touched me under the table right in front of my mum.And he has no fucking control.Nothing.But if I decide to let him go, there would be nobody to turn to.Whether I like it or not.Only one person can stop Kelvin, and that is Damien.Because of that I would stay with him.He could use me all he wants, and I could use him all I want.And w
Eric's POVI stare at the text, at the video. If this gets to Katherine, the wedding would be cancelled.It would go round the whole town that I am gay. And therefore I can't be king, and then Mike would take what belongs to me.And I would have nothing.No one.What the hell do I do?I run my hands through my hair again and again and again until my skull throbs with pain, until my face turns red.I pull out my phone and type "Let's meet."It shows him typing. And then he stops.Two minutes later he walks into my car and takes a seat beside me."Guess I finally have you in a chokehold! What the hell did you think? That I was going to let you marry Katherine like that? And then you would be happy and live happily ever after?" He asked.My grip tightened around the steering wheel. "What the fuck do you want, Mike? Is it money? Get out of my car, and I will give it to you. Just delete the video and leave me alone."He stares at me, his cold blue eyes on my face. And then they soften just
Eric POVMy hands are shaking uncontrollably as I drive back to the palace. To where the hell I came from.The scene replays in my head every single fucking time.How I was caught.Who caught me?I could see the look of disgust in his eyes, like I am some cheap fucking whore.Why can't I just love anyone normal? Like, be a normal prince, be strong, not be so sensitive, and love a girl. Be the epitome of what my mum has always looked for in a son.Maybe if I were that, this whole nonsense would never have happened. I would have never been gay and would have never met fucking Damien.My car stops at the front of the gates. The guards stand there looking at me, while some slowly open the gate.A few minutes after the gate is opened, I still stay there.I don't move.Just looking at the home that had suddenly become a nightmare for me.And I suddenly wonder what went wrong. When did the place I always looked forward to seeing become a nightmare for me?I push down the lump I am feeling in
Damien's POVEric's head remained the same place, not moving, his face white like he had seen a ghost.My eyes meet with the tall Brody man at my door who has a cigarette wrapped around his lips. Nathan. My best friend and capo.His eyes were dark with anger and maybe disgust.“Fuck!!” Eric whispered, his eyelids dilated, tears standing in his eyes. “Fuck!!” He whispered again.I immediately stand up and drag the blanket up to cover Eric. I can see him visibly shaking, his hands trembling.I rush and pick up my clothes and close the door behind me, with Eric inside. I need to talk to my Nathan and then come back for Eric. He looked like someone that would soon have a panic attack."Bro, what the fuck was that?” He asked, glaring at me.Grabbing him by his shoulder, I dragged him to the sitting room.“First of all, why did you not tell me you are coming?” I ask, as I run my hands through my hair trying to find a solution to this fucking problem.“That does not answer my question, Dam
Damien POVA dark, settling anger settled in my veins, lust covering it a little bit. I try to distract myself from his hands that have already found my pants, grabbing me while.I pull back a little bit. If I must say, I like this part of Muke. This all-controlling side of him.I pull back, glaring at him. He gives me that stupid dark smirk, his eyes filled with equal lust as mine.“What the fuck did you just say?” I ask just to be sure I heard him.He shrugs, looking over his shoulder with a proud lousy smirk that I am tempted to kiss away. "You heard me, Damien." You would drive me to your cousin after you fuck me, and if you are lucky, I could give you a blowjob while we are in the car."I run my hands through my hair as my eyes travel down his body, his tear-stained eyes and dishevelled hair and the pink hue in his cheek down to his erection that is sprouting out through his trousers.I shut my eyes for a moment. “Fuck!’ I curse under my breath.I am meant to be angry at his word
Eric POVDamien blinks, tightening his grip around his wine. “What?”I nod, smiling. “Yes. My mum wants Mike to be the king and now me.”Damien takes a step backward and paces round the room, running his hands through his hair. He walks back to me, taking two steps at a time. “Are you sure?”“Yes, I am so sure.” I paused and fell on the couch, a smirk on my face. “Why do you think she kept Mike a secret? Why do you think she suddenly decided to bring Kelvin right now at this time? It's because, as usual, she has written me off as a good-for-nothing son, and who else can she take as her son if not Mike?” I ask.Damien heaves a deep sigh as he takes his seat beside mine. He pulls me closer into his arms. “I will take care of it. I would not allow it,” he whispers as he kisses my forehead.Tears freely flow down my cheeks. I pull back after a while, wiping off the tears on my cheeks.“You know I was ten when it happened. Not fifteen, not even twelve – I was ten when it happened. In fact,
Eric POVConcubine? My eyes stared at the text in disbelief as I read it again, just to be sure it was Mike.He was ready to be my concubine? After ignoring me for almost two days and insulting me?“Please babe, let's meet at the bar and talk about it. Please” another message appeared on my phone.
Eric PovMy eyes stayed glued to the door with Mike by my side. I sipped the wine slowly as my heart danced with anticipation.And then a little crawling thought came in. What if he does not come? Is he meant to be here?Honestly, I don't know. And I am starting to think that what I did was foolish
Eric POVAs Damien disappeared from my sight, so many emotions burned within me. Guilt, frustration and confusion. I closed my eyes for a moment to steady my breath. What would I tell Mike now?That he broke up with me and that same day I cheated on him?Or that the person I slept with was my fianc
Eric povI push the lump that settles at the edge of my throat. Stopping me from talking.Mike looks up with a smile on his face and then at Damien. “You…you are his son?” I ask.He nods “yes he is my father and that make some your cousin”My mum stands up and walks up to them, hugging Mike “Oh dea







