LOGINJay. POV.
Next day I woke up at 6:00 am. It was early so I just did some exercises and yoga. I don't know where the Gym is in this house and it won't be good to wake everyone up early this morning. So I took the bath and freshened up myself and went out of the room to cook something. The chef in me always wants to cook something because if I don't I will feel uneasy. When I reached outside the kitchen I saw almost all the guards and maids were awake and doing their work
When I entered the kitchen the maid over there handed me a glass of water and told me to sit outside as breakfast will be coming soon. I took the glass of water and sat down on the dining table which was right outside the kitchen and drank the water which hydrated my body. I have already had atleast three glasses of water since the time I have gotten up. Then I told the maid that I am going to cook but she told me that it is her job and that her boss will be angry if I will do it but I reassured that everything will be alright. The breakfast was already done so I decided to make Mango shake so that everyone can drink it. The shake only has mango,boiled cold milk and some nuts . It is healthy and good for body. It only took about fifteen minutes to made it and then I took out the glasses from the cupboard and put it inside them . The kitchen was according to my height and I don't have to bend for everything which is convenient. Even though the maids working here Don not have great height and they usually stand on small stools to work. I think Elijah likes to do cooking that's why the counters are big in size and comfortable for me to cook.
I was wearing a white t shirt and black loose pants. The thing is you can see my arm tattoo which I usually don't and people wants to see it full and I have never done for anyone so they can only contemplate what type of dragon it is. I can see the maids looking at my tattoo but this is normal reaction. I guess my black hai ,black eyes and six pack body with height does makes me look like a mafia but it is okay.
The one who will look good as a mafia will be Elijah because he has everything which needs to be in a mafia. Even though I don't know how mafias look like not that I have seen one but he will pass off as a great and scary mafia if he has a cold look on his face. His bron hair with with steel blue eyes and his sharp features are everything which makes him good looking but approachable.
I check my phone to see if I have any calls or messages and their were none except form my elder brother who says that Mick was missing me.
Then the maid bright me the breakfast which contains of an omelette , fried asparagus and a toast which the glass of shake I have made. I ate my brekfast in relish and when I was done I took the untensils to the kitchen and placed them in the sink where they were supposed to be washed. Then I sat down on the sofa in the living area and just when I sat down I saw little footsteps running towards me and when I turned back I saw Jason running towards me barefoot with Elijah Walking behind him and in his hands he was carrying the sleepers which I think belongs to Jason. I quickly got up and picked little Jason and told him
"It is not good to run barefeet. Where are your sleepers. "
I boped his little nose a little and the sat down with him on my lap and cleaned his little feet of any dust particles and then Elijah came smiling and bet down beside me and helped Jason wear his sleepers. I was secretly blaming him for letting Json run barefeet but then he said
"When he got up he wanted to see you and when I tried to catch him he ran out of the door. So I could only follow him. "
I was shocked that he knows it so well what is going on inside my mind.
The whole time Jason was attracted to my tattoed arm and was tracing the tatto . Elijah was also looking but said nothing all I could see on his face was a big sadness. I don't know why but I think Elijah is a mystery. Then they both together had breakfast. As I was free so I fed Jason who was sitting between me and Elijah. After breakfast Elijah took Jason for bathing and told me that the mango shake was best. But how did he know that Is as the one who made it.
I ignored this and told him that it was time for me to leave as I was getting late. He quickly called his butler to hand me my washed and ironed clothes and offered me to drop him but it will be took much so I politely declined but then he ordered his driver to drop me off and bade me goodbye. Jason also motioned for me to come closer to him as I got closer to him and Elijah also took a step and we were already close so our noses bumped into each other. I turned my head away embarrassingly and then Jason kissed me on my cheek and said
"Goodbye Uncle Jay. I will see you later. Okay . Don't forget to miss me. "
I smiled and gave him and kiss on his forehead and ruffled his forehead and then went to the room where I changed into my previous clothes. I also folded down the clothes which I was wearing last night and today. I also set the bed and thre the rubbish in the dustbin. This is the least I could do after staying here.
When I left the room the driver was waiting for me in the hall and they together we went to my workplace where he dropped me off. My employees has already opened the bakery. I told the driver to stay for a minute and went inside the bakery and grabbed a bagel and a juice bottle for him as a thanks. He took it from me politely and thanked me. I saw him leaving the bakery and going on his way and then I went inside the bakery tk do my work which I was supped to do. I had already messaged my family about my arrival in the bakery lest the get worried.
I think after meeting Elijah my normal day to day life is experiencing new things. It is not that I am complaint it is just that I don't like changes that much.
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







