LOGINJay is a Bakery Owner who is very kind ,helpful and nice to others. He is loved by all and takes good care of his family and friends. One day he saved a kid from getting kidnap and then came across the man who is madly in love with him and his beautiful unknown past.
View MoreJay. POV.
I put the order of the cappuccino with some freshly baked cookies by me on the counter table from where Sam who is the helper in my bakery took it and gave it to the owner of the order. Then I went back to bake the pre-ordered birthday cake whose due was tonight. My work is to just keep it ready because after that Simon who is a part time worker in my bakery will deliver it. Simon is a graduate student and gets free only at night and need money for his expenses so I have hired him because he is hardworking and honest.
Sam is a teenage boy who has just turned sixteen and is homeschooled by his parents and pays for his tution by his hard earned money. He works from 9:00 am to 2: 00 pm and after that Jake who is also a teenage student takes over the world of Sam.
I also have a helper named Jenna who helps me is decorating the cakes, cookies and pastries. She is very creative and it is making because of her decorating that the customers gets attracted to my bakery. Jenna is a very good cook and sometimes when I am out of town she is the one who bakes.
On the billing counter we have Amanda who is thirty five year old pregnant lady who is three months pregnant. It was very difficult for her to get pregnant and when she finally got pregnant she was little anxious so her husband Max who is a good friend of mine suggested for her to work so that she could take her mind off the anxiety and over thinking.
I saw it was already 12:00 pm so I went to Amanda and asked her
"Amanda did have the meal and meds. "
She smiled and said
"Done Mother. "
I laughed at her response and then took out a big cup of boiled milk from the freezer and gave it to her. From her expression I know that she wanted to argue but my look made her gave in and she quietly took the cup and took a small and lazy sip from it.
At 1:00 pm we closed the bakery for half and hour and then together we all had our lunch. It is a rule that no one skips lunch and while eating together we can enjoy and deepen our bonds.
At 7:00 pm I closed the bakery and everyone has left because we all will get up at 6:00 am in the morning. Peter who is also an employee in my bakery responsible for cleaning purpose leaves with me. I have a motorbike and he stays in the same area as mine so I drop him off. I have also packed the leftovers for him. We are not usually left with any leftovers but if we do then anyone who needs it can take it. We don't like to throw away the food. Every we have strict rule of no food wastage. The customers who are unable to finish their food, we pack it for them even if it is little bit because if we will respect food then only we will get the food in our dire needs.
After dropping Peter I went to my parents house who live with my married elder brother Tawan and Julia and their lovely son and my cutie nephew Mick. I have a small villa beside my parents where I live because I love my privacy and likes to give privacy to my parents.
Since the day I have come out of the closet no one has judged me. Instead they all have supported me which makes me very warm and loved.
Even though for my sake the accept me for who I am but I know that somehow they wished for me to be a straight guy so I moved out of the house so that when they will fully accept me then I can live with them freely and for long days.
I pressed the bell button and when the door opened I saw my cutie three year old Mick in a dragon onsie. I quickly picked him up and smothered him up with kisses which gave me his beautiful giggled in return. I held him with my one hand and picked up the pastries which I have brought for him in other hand and then went inside where my parents were sitting on the sofa in the lobby and my sister in law was cooking in the kitchen. My elder brother is in the office doing the company's work. I greeted my parents whose names are Eric and Vanessa .
Then I went inside the kitchen after handing over the Mick to my parents . I washed my hands and the took out the small plate where I placed the fruit pastry on it and gave it to Mick who was eagerly waiting for it. And after receiving it he said
"Thank you Uncle Jay." And then have me a peck on the cheek and started eating. My parents were smiling at our interaction. When I went inside I saw Julia and I know what she wanted to say. So I told her
"Don't worry sister in law. That pastry is a fruit one and all the ingredients inside it are organic and there are no preservatives and sugar in it. I know it. "
Julia smiled and shook her head and said
"I think you are more of a mother than me as you take care of Mick more than me and I am happy and very thankful to you. "
"Sister in law, Mick is also my only Nephew and if I will not be good to him then to whom Will I be? And on top of that no one can ignore such a cute little gentleman you have made him to be. So it is my pleasure. "
After that I started helping my sister in law with the cooking and after the dinner was ready I ste the table and Julia went to call my brother for dinner and together we eat the food with smiles and heartwarming talks.
After the dinner I washed the dishes and my elder brother cleaned the counter and the dining table. By the time we were done everyone has gone to sleep and I also bade goodbye to my brother who wanted me to stay in the house but I went to my villa and when I entered the villa it was dark and switched on the lights and with the automatic control drew all the curtains.
Then I entered my room and removed all my clothes and went inside the washroom and took a quick shower. As I stay alone so there is no need for me to feel embarassed.
I could feel the water trailing down my tattoed back . The tattoo which I have on my back is a dragon tattoo. I got this tattoo because I have a scarred back which I got when I saved a kid during my teenage years from bulling . Someone threw the acid which burnt my back . Although the acid was not strong enough to kill me but it did leave some scars and I wear this tattoo with pride because it reminds me that I did save someone's life. I also have tattoos on the bisceps which are the claws from the dragon wings. My whole tattoo looks like as if a drogon has been hugging me from the behind. I like to workout so I have got muscles on all the right places which six pack abs which I have to maintain otherwise it can vanish within the blink of an eye.
After the bath I dried myself and applied some moisturizer of my bed and went to sleep naked because that is more comfortable and why not because this is my house and I live alone.
The early morning filtered through the blinds, casting stripes of pale gold across the room. Jay was the first to stir, a soft sigh escaping his lips as he snuggled deeper into the warmth beside him. He knew that it was still very early so he snuggled more into his lover. Elijah's arm was draped over him, his hand resting gently on his waist, and he felt the steady rhythm of his breathing against his back. It was a comfort he had come to know intimately, a quiet reassurance that this was real, that they were finally here, together.He shifted slightly, just enough to turn his head and look at him. His face, softened by sleep, was serene. A stray lock of dark hair had fallen across his forehead, and Jay resisted the urge to brush it back. This was their new normal—waking up in each other's arms, the world outside waiting, but for a few stolen moments, just the two of them existing in this shared peace.A tiny smile played on Jay's lips. It had been a long road, filled with unspoken fee
Peter. POV.It's been 3 months since I have seen Avery and my father Michael and truthfully these are the most comfortable days I have lived since I have been born. Now I have the whole house to myself. My father is busy appeasing his Avery and finding the dead guy who turned his Avery. Looking at him being frantic and hurt is the best scene for me. I visited the basement where my father beat me and killed my mother. Now it is spotless but the feeling of coldness is still there. I sat down on the cold floor where my mom died and laid down in the position I was when I was being beaten and saw my mother's dead body smiling and looking at me. Her face is covered with blood and eyes full black but this time I managed to hold her hands and his inside her embrace trying to feel the non existent warmth. I don't know when but I feel asleep . I got up and saw my father standing in front of me with hatred on his face. He slapped my face hard and started punching and kicking me. I curled my bo
After one year on intense therapy and training he was finally able to join the school of the murderer and was sent to school by his mother's murderer. He didn't want to come but he wanted to see Jay who has not seen him for months. Jay came to look for him in the hospital few times but all those times he was accompanied by that Elijah. H wanted to push Elijah away and take his side but due to his injuries he was not able to speak to them. Now he is blind in one eye and deaf in one ear. He has got multiple brain surgeries to remove the clots in his head but still it is not able to overcome the pain of not seeing Jay. He don't know but after being beaten by his father he don't miss his mother but is incredibly attracted towards Jay. He earlier liked Jay but not to the point of obsession and he don't know what is happening to him. He was taken by his father to the Principle's office and his father told him to wait inside and then went inside. The office only had Ms Avery. Peter slouc
The air in the cavernous warehouse was thick with the scent of stale beer, sweat, and something acrid that burned the back of Elijah’s throat. A single, exposed bulb hung precariously over the center of the room, illuminating a makeshift boxing ring constructed from salvaged lumber and heavy-duty ropes. The crowd, a motley collection of gamblers, thrill-seekers, and hardened locals, pressed in around the ring, their faces a blur of anticipation and shadow.Elijah stood in his corner, his trainer’s hands wrapping his knuckles with practiced speed. The tape felt like a second skin, a comforting armor against the brutality he knew was coming. His opponent, a man known only as “The Wrecking Ball,” was a hulking mass of muscle, his scarred face a testament to countless past battles. The Wrecking Ball pounded his gloves together, the sound like a drumbeat of intimidation.“Remember the plan, Eli,” his trainer, a wiry man named Leo, whispered. “Don’t get tangled up with him. He’s all power.
Peter's father Michael rushed Peter to the hospital only after his anger calmed down. He used his influence and asked his guards to burry his wife Miley's body somewhere. He removed all the traces which could lead police back to him and due to his personal of a doting father nobody questioned him. He said Peter was kidnapped and the kidnappers did this. He created evidences and witnesses which showcases as if some people who Peter bullied before has taken revenge . When Peter was rushed to the hospital in a coma, his life now suspended in a fragile, uncertain state.He was covered in blood. The doctor could see the whipping marks and old wounds on his body and it didn't look like he was the bully. Doctors knew it that Peter was a victim but after looking at Michael's broken knuckles and the bodyguards behind him they choose to stay silent just like the police who turned a blind eye to the link of Peter's obvious condition to his father. He also made others believe that his wife is mi
Peter's eyes, narrowed with a familiar bitterness, tracked Jay and Elijah across the busy schoolyard. The sun was bright, almost mocking the dark cloud that seemed to perpetually hang over him. He leaned against the brick wall, feeling the rough texture dig into his back, a faint echo of the discomfort that churned inside him.Jay, the kind boy, was a burst of easy laughter and open gestures. He moved with a natural grace, always surrounded by a small orbit of students drawn to his warmth. He genuinely cared, Peter knew that much. He'd seen Jay help a struggling freshman with a dropped armload of books, offer a forgotten lunch to a classmate, or patiently explain a difficult math problem. Jay's kindness was an unshakeable force, and it irritated Peter precisely because it was so genuine.Elijah, the silent boy, was a different kind of enigma. He rarely spoke, his presence more observed than heard. His eyes, though, held a quiet intensity, a steady gaze that seemed to miss nothing. And






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