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The Billionaire's dirty secret 42: All the glitters...
Oliver. I misjudged the amount of money Sebastian had because his house exuded the kind of wealth I would never have in my generations to come. The gate opened only by a retina scan when he got close to the post, and the drive from the gate to the main building spanned the length of a standard football field. High trees barricaded the sides of the road, standing guard like knights upon the arrival of royalty. The tyre crunched the gravels as we slipped into the front porch. There was an edifice that rose toward the sky, a perfectly sculpted dolphin glazed in blue striations, perched on a rock with water oozing out of the tip of its mouth. I could swear that it was marble. The moment I stepped out of the car, my breath caught in my throat. Sebastian’s house—or should I say mansion—stood before me like something out of a dream. Three stories of pristine white stone, kissed by soft golden lighting, towered over a flawlessly manicured lawn. The driveway curved like a private road, l
The Billionaire's dirty secret 41: Wrong Choices
Oliver.My chest began to constrict with fear, the last statement of Sebastian spinning in my head. What did he mean by Benjamin would learn to? What was he planning to do? What had he already done? He didn't deny or accept the fact that he has killed Mark, he only provided excuses.Who the fuck was this guy? With each second that passed, and the steadily climbing speedometer, my breath felt faint as if my windpipe was being squeezed of the function it was meant to do.I felt heat begin to crawl along my skin, the entire car space began to shrink, why was it so hot? I clawed at my shirt, trying to take it off as my heart raced heavily. It felt like it was going to burst out of my ribs, screaming to the world so it woukd know that it qas going through severe stress.“I want to stop,” I whispered, clawing at the door handle now, fingering the loop to release the door. I caught Sebastian's head turn toward me then he swerved immediately toward the side of the road.The tires screeched in
The Billionaire's dirty secret 40: Finding Oliver
Benjamin.I watched as he sulked, his shoulders sunken and his spirit defeated as he left the room, closing the door firmly behind him. I didn't mean what I said, I wasn't going to go as far as reporting his activities to his mother, it wasn't my business and frankly, it wasn't hers either. But I needed to show him that I was still his boss, and I couldn't be blackmailed or threatened.I rubbed a calming hand over my chest, persuading the guilt that was threatening to split my heart in uneven halves. His eyes, the way they had welled up with tears, I could sense how heartbroken he was and disappointed in me.The fragile way he had called my name and the cold reply I had given to shut him up.I wanted to drop everything and tell him that I didn't mean it, to tell him that I just didn't want him to tell anyone about the secret I was taking to my grave.But I had to be firm. My reputation meant a lot to me, my family as well, my mother? She was the quintessence of homophobia, ever since
The Billionaire's dirty secret 39: Locked-in
Oliver.“You recognise him?” The officer asked. I couldn't catch my breath, bile rose through my throat filling my mouth with the debris of the food I hadn't digested yet. I clamped a hand around my mouth, scampering across the lawn toward the curb where the patch of grasses were, and threw up, letting the contents splatter across the dirt.The flashes of Mark's eyes, bloody and gaping, the flesh red and sore caused another bout of bile to rush through my throat. It felt sore, like it had been sandpapered with the dry sands of the desert. My stomach clenched, my intestines wrangling on themselves.When the nausea wave passed over, I stood, heaving before wiping the excess puke from my lip. I wanted to be far away from here as soon as possible, I needed to shower. All of a sudden, I felt like the entire puke was on my body and flies were swatting around my face.I felt a presence behind me and I tilted to see the officer with his notepad.“Do you need some water?” he enquired lazily li
The Billionaire's dirty secret 38. Snitches get...
Oliver.I had an awful feeling about what Sebastian had said before he ended the call but I didn't want to read too much meaning into it. Maybe he didn't want to talk about it? Maybe he was upset that I was canceling the date again? It wasn't my fault, he should know this.I didn't know if I was going to go through with what Mark was forcing me to do, but I needed to show up? I could try to talk to him one more time and convince him otherwise, and the client? I sighed, couldn't he find someone else?The feeling of going back to work to face that depressing environment that Benjamin had tainted with his bad attitude. My phone buzzed and I swiped before examining who the caller was."Hello?""Where are you?" The firm sound of Benjamin's voice filled the phone. I sighed, pulling it from my ear and staring at it one more time before responding."I stepped out to see my sister in the hospital, sir," I spat the title out, the disrespect already stirring inside me. I hated how Benjamin made
The Billionaire's dirty secret 37. His voice burns softly
OliverThe phone rang for a few minutes before it crackled and his suave Italian voice filled the phone. It made my heart flutter with a warm feeling, just knowing that he was there and answered whenever I called.“Amore Mio, I have wait for your call for long now,” he said. I beamed, the anger evaporating from my mind.“Really? So why didn't you call?” I teased.“So I know you want me too,” I could hear the pride in his voice and I could perfectly picture his laid back attitude, the way he would be relaxed on the chair, beaming with smiles. He had started to grow on me, a few weeks ago, I would have hated this, but somehow, he made pride seem attractive.“Oh, please, Basty,” I poked harder. He growled, “I tell you not call me that, I hate nickname,” I cackled over the phone.“You laugh nice,” he concurred and it made me laugh harder, maybe as a way to appease him for what I was about to ask.“So why call? You just want hear my voice or what?” He enquired.“Well, I wish I could lie, b
The Billionaire's dirty secret 36. Flesh wound, scar to the soul
Oliver.I can't help the way my feet continuously hits the car floor, and a fleeting thought about whether the floor can cave didn't bother me. How could Ruby do such a thing? Slit her wrist? My heart hammered heavily in my chest and I was worried that something could happen to her.“Be positive, she is alive and well,” I told myself. My fingernails found solace between my chattering teeth, I bit and spat the jagged nails, searching for some sort of order to my mind. Everything was spiraling too fast and too hard.I needed one day of break, some normalcy. All of these wouldn't have happened if I didn't start the job at Empirestark. I wouldn't have met Sebastian, I wouldn't have been on that date, I wouldn't have gotten jumped and I wouldn't be here, afraid that my sister may have crossed…Stop it! She is alive!I smacked my forehead, trying to expel the morbid thoughts that plagued me as the taxi continued to tear down the highway toward the hospital. As the large building slowly came
The Billionaire's dirty secret 35. Collateral damage
Oliver.“What is this, Mark?” I felt the air seeping from my lungs, escaping every time I tried to inhale.“I'm sorry it has to come to this, Oliver, but you left me with no choice,” the line crackled and went dead. I pressed the phone against my ear, drowning in the recurrent beeps from the dead line.This can't be happening, I felt my nerves fray and subtle feeling crawling up my skin like an itch. My heart pounded in my chest, slamming wildly against my ribs. I couldn't breathe anymore, it felt like my lungs were collapsing.I gripped the edge of the table, forcing my organs to begin their work as before but nothing was working for some time. Why would Mark do this to me? This was a low blow, it was beneath him. We were promised confidentiality during the work, so why?Deep down, I knew I wasn't worried for myself. No one would care about the fact that a random boy was getting fucked by another man, there were millions of hardcore male on male pornographic films surging the net eve
The Billionaire's dirty secret 34: Uno reverse threats
Oliver.I closed the door firmly behind me, blurring out the heat radiating from Benjamin's angry threats. They were meaningless to me, I didn't care about what he would think and what he would do about the words I had said.I didn't even plan on carrying out the threat. I was just upset, seeing him perched on his high horse, being condescending and demeaning to me. My choices? When he did the same thing?But what did I expect from someone so deep into the closet that he could sniff the devil's asshole. He was a hypocrite. I tried to understand the fact that he had this image to protect, a reputation as well, but that didn't give him the right to pretend.I was getting tired of his bullshit, it felt like we were trapped in a perpetual cycle of fucking and after the post nut clarity, we would pretend like we didn't exists or our testosterones didn't burn for eachother.Then Ruby.I sighed as I trod toward my office, she was…different, changing. A few years ago, the sister I knew and lo
