It’s almost lunch time yet Henrick and Irvin are still not in the mood to get out of bed. They had their breakfast together and had a little bit of chit-chat and went back to bed. Not to sleep. Just laying down on the mattress, embracing each other under the blanket. His head was at Henrick’s shoulder while the other was busy fondling his hair. “I’m glad you liked my surprise.” His eyes were closed. Henrick didn't feel sleepy at all. But instead he is sensing the mere moment. Where he could feel his warmth, his soft skin touching his, and even his breath brushing on his neck. It gives him both chills and homely comfort.“Mmhn.” He groaned. Too drown at the moment to give his response.After the chaos that they’ve been through, having this peace makes the two feel euphoric at the moment. A great break from all the madness of their own problems.“Thank you.” Irvin whispered for the nth time. He had been grateful at Henrick’s sweet gesture. It wasn’t that much for Henrick but for him it
“Woah! This is good!” Finn exclaimed after he took a bite on the roll. Pointing the small roll on his plate using the fork.“Glad you like it. Let’s buy some before we leave.”“What for?”Boone baffled at his question. “So that you can still have more at home? What else?” He is referring to Finn’s mansion.“No need. I don’t think I would enjoy it at home anyway.” There’s a hint of sadness in his tone.He stopped, taken aback. “What d’you mean?” Even before, when Finn had liked something on the food that they ordered he usually kept insisting on bringing some home. So that he could share it with his parents.He sighed. “Dad had left home.” There was more to it. But Finn still didn’t want to accept the whole situation of his parents getting a divorce after thirty years of being married.The Thompson had been known to the elite as an unconventional couple. Angie and Lawrence—Finn’s parents—had been childhood bestfriends. Angie, was the daughter of the legendary Film Director Aries Friedm
Boone’s POVFinn was still in his deep thoughts until we reached the main door of the café. I can’t blame him. I used to be good at hiding my secrets from him. But earlier it was different. I want to tell him why I keep on making my father happy, and do everything he requested. This is for his sake. At that time, I thought I was ready to tell him but just like that night, I let my coward self over power the situation.Just when I stepped out, I took out my phone from my back pocket. Few notifications popped out but one caught my attention. It was a text from Charity, one of the front desk clerks that work in the condo building that I lived in. One of the perks of living in the building was the fact that they update the homeowners if there’s a guest, regardless if it is on the guest list or not.‘Ms. Ivy Larson is looking for you.’ Her text.What?! How the fuck this girl know where I live? I’ve already given her my other number. She can obviously contact me. No need to stalk my address
Third Person's POV They were both waiting for the sun to set. Watching the red-orangey sky slowly turn dark with a cup of Oolong tea. Henrick had brought it from home a month ago out of curiosity. It was one of the brands that he often saw at his mom's stocks. Didn't expect that Irvin would like it too.Irvin sighed in exasperation. He had been calling Mr. Williams using Henrick's phone and yet the other line kept on ringing. He starts to feel worried. It was out of his character to disregard calls.His hand continued to stroke the back of Irvin. As the others endlessly stressed at the situation, Henrick tries his best to soothe him. "Do you want to visit him tomorrow?" He suggested. His three days vacation had ended too. Henrick already plans on going back to his place by tomorrow, hoping Irvin would follow him too.He furrowed his brows. Thinking deeply. "I need to." Irvin said. As if convincing himself. He had enjoyed his two days at the Villa. He thought the place would only remi
Henrick’s POVI watched him chase his breath. He looked way more beautiful naked on the bed and in all sweats. I crossed the spaces between us and reached for his lips. Our tongues intertwined, exchanging hot clouds of steam inside our mouths. My hand slid over his chest, before making its way to his stiff nipples. He shiver as my fingers pass through his melting buds,“ahha…mnngnh…ugh…nghnn.”He continued to moan and gasped on every kiss that roamed around his body. His petite body is so enchanting and sensitive that every move that I do he would let out a louder moan.This is driving me crazy. I want to take him now!I took off my boxer, as I continued exploring every inch of Irvin’s body. My lips passed through his slightly bruised neck, down to his heaving chest. His body alone is so tempting that I want to taste every inch of it. making sure to leave my spot from time to time, tracing small kisses and bites on his torso down to his raging rod. He startled with my sudden touch, ma
[Twelve years ago...]A tea party was being organized at Evan's mansion. After ten years of staying in Dubai, they went back to Los Angeles. After their marriage they decided to start their lives as newlyweds in Dubai. But now that Max had already built his own branch of their business in their hometown, they decided to settle in LA instead.After hearing his decision, Silvia was over the moon. She missed her life in LA, especially her friends that she spent her childhood life with. One of the reasons for her excitement is the fact that her only son, Henrick, would be able to meet her friends' son. It was their dream to make their sons befriend each other and share the same bond that they had. Meanwhile, Henrick was sitting nervously beside his father, Max. He wants to stay in his room and hide from the strangers that his parents invited but if he'll choose to rebel he'll probably end up being scolded by his father. So instead he sat like a gentleman. Waiting for the guest to fill the
Finn’s POV“Where are you going, dear?”I’m almost on the last steps of the staircase when I heard mom’s voice. I looked over my shoulder and faced the woman in her forties. She downstairs, at the further side of the living room, tending to her newest monster. “Boone’s place.” Sounding unsure.She raised a brow at. Obviously suspicious at my response. “No.” She firmly said.“Come on, mom.” I crossed the path between us and gave her a back hug. “I really want to go out.” I faked sobbed. Resting my chin on her shoulder.The pillow incident at Zeke’s place was the reason behind her rejection of my request. I’ve been aware since I was young that Mrs. Dawson is really strict, that's why I never liked staying at Zeke’s place. But I didn’t expect that she would tell my mom and complain for an hour just because of the damaged pillow. Fortunately my Mom is so sweet that she didn’t nag at me but still she became too clingy that she insisted on knowing what I am up to.“Please, mom. I won’t be l
Third Person’s POVIt's been almost six hours since Finn has been waiting for Boone outside his door. Boone had given him the cardkey when they were still together but he personally returned it to him after their break up. Thinking it won’t be necessary for him to have it.For the first few minutes he was pacing back and forth. Fidgeting his hand as his anxiety welcomes him. He tried to contact his phone again but it seems the other intentionally turned off its phone. As time passed by he started to feel tired from senselessly walking here and there and he finally decided to sit on the floor until he fell asleep.When Boone arrived and spotted Finn, it’s already dark outside, the rain had been pouring so badly that his jacket was already half soaked from it.“Finn.” He lightly tapped him on the shoulder to wake up. “Hey, what are you doing here?” It’s been a bad day and his energy is almost drained from it that even though he wants to scold Finn he no longer has the strength to do so.