BEAUTIFUL COINCIDENCE

BEAUTIFUL COINCIDENCE

"Nathan." Eloise heaved a sigh of relief when she saw him. She'd been worried sick, he didn't come home last night.

"Excuse me." He shoved her aside, and entered the house. He was sweaty as tho he had ran fifty miles.

Eloise stared at him in confusion, as he made his way into his room, slamming the door hard that she feared it'll fly off it's hinges.

He peeled off his clothes which reeked of sweat, alcohol, and something he never wanted to admit—Donald.

The name made his stomach churn. He tossed his clothes in a sodden pile, and stepped into the bathroom. His bare feet slapped against the tiles as he turned the knob, steam engulfing instantly. He didn’t wait for the water to cool out—he wanted it hot.

He stepped in, letting the punishing stream burn his skin. He welcomed it, he wanted to wash off Donald's fingerprints which were all over his body.

He dug his nails into his skin as the water splashed over him, scrubbing hard at his chest like it would erase the memory of last night—the feel of Donald’s lips, the way his body had given him away.

His brain remembered every bit of which made him crazy. He was supposed to feel disgusted, was supposed to hate him, why—

“Nathan! A loud knock echoed through the door. Eloise's voice pierced through the defeaning silence.

He cleared his throat. “What is it?”

"A mail came in!" she shouted. “That job you interviewed for at HILUX conglomerate Inc—they emailed you back!”

He rose to his feet, already reaching for a towel. “They did?”

“Yes, you got the job." She informed him. "You get an upfront payment today.” That was what made her happy.

He’d never worked security before but applied cause the pay was huge. Money was money, he muttered to himself.

 Rent was going up, and Eloise his younger sister had fees to pay.

He stared at his reflection in the fogged-up mirror. His eyes were bloodshot. A fresh bruise bloomed across his neck.

This job… whatever it was, could be the start of that. He needed to forget that man and what had transpired between them.

Eloise let herself in when she was sure he has a towel wrapped around his lower body. Her hands flew over her mouth to stifle her screams.

"Nate! She rushed to him. "What happened to you?

"Nothing." He said, applying a generous amount of shea butter to his body. Eloise knew him very well. He only did this when.....she couldn't bring herself to think about it.

"Who did this to you? She demanded angrily. "I promise you, I'll—

"Eloise! He cut her off. "Nothing happened, my suit is in the wardrobe, I have a job to be at."

Eloise wanted to say something but she let it be. He wouldn't say anything to her.

HILUX CONGLOMERATE INC

"Mr. Nathan, right?" The lady in a crimson suit looked up from her monitor.

"Yes, ma'am." He nodded.

She reached into her drawer for a file which was handed over to him, alongside a pen. "Go through it, whatever you don't understand, let me know."

Nathan found a seat. He skimmed through the contract, and put down his signature. Something he'd come to regret in the next five minutes.

"Thank you." She took it from him. "Tenth floor, the office at the end of the hall."

He muttered a thank you, and took the elevator up to the tenth floor. Just as she had said, he found the office. MR ERVIN was boldly engraved on it.

"Deep breaths." He adjusted his tie, and knocked twice.

A voice from within said. "Come in."

He twisted the doorknob, pushed open the door and entered the office. A man was seated behind a desk, his face buried in a file.

"You must be Mr. Nathan, right?" His voice was oddly familiar. Where have I heard this voice? Nathan wondered.

"Yes sir. My apologies for showing up late, traffic was hectic." 

"That's fine." The man lifted up his head and their eyes met. The excitement Nathan felt was immediately replaced by anger, hate and disgust.

Donald smiled, that smile that said he'd known whom he was prior to their meeting. "What a lovely coincidence." 

"You bastard!" He gritted his teeth. Was this a joke? Donald was his boss! The man he hated with everything he had was his boss! This had to be a nightmare.

"Mind your words." Donald warned, in a calm yet authoritative tone that angered Nathan more.  "I'm your boss, you'll regard me with respect."

"Respect?" Nathan scoffed. "You're a disgusting creep, you don't deserve to be respected." He spat out.

"Why is that?"

"A disgusting man like you who takes advantage of people when they are vulnerable."  Nathan took deep breaths to calm himself down.

Donald rose to his feet. "If anyone should be angry here, it should be me."

Nathan eyed him. "

"You kissed me first, twice." Donald brushed his thumb against his lips. 

" I would never do such a despicable thing!

"You did, and I loved every bit of it." He took the file, leaning against his desk. "As long as you've signed the contract, you're now beneath me."

He clenched his fist tightly. Donald was unarguably right. He should have made proper research, and read the contract.

"What else is in this contract of yours?"

"Well," he closed the file. "You're my personal bodyguard which means you have to be with me with me at all times." He grinned.

"In your dreams!" Nathan hissed in annoyance. He knew where he was headed.

"You'll move in with me." Donald informed him. "I'll have a room prepared for you, or would—"

"I am not moving in with you, and my decision is final."

"You've signed the contract, I own you and you'll do as I say." It was final. There was no going back now.