Salvatore's POV:
Can he really not remember me?
He doesn't seem to. And that's quite understandable.
I have changed a lot since we were roommates. Then, I was under a different name and looked completely different. David was a junior to me when we were at university.
My father had put me in a cheap school to keep me hidden from his rivals. A plan that worked because when my family was wiped out, I couldn't be found. No one knew I was hiding in plain sight. No one except for my uncle. A man who has stood as a father to me since I lost my parents and older sister.
David was a smart kid when we were in school. He was always coming out with top scores, and I remember hearing that he graduated with a 5.0 CGPA. David was my roommate for one year. He was always kind and funny. Funny for more reasons than one. One of those reasons was that David never knew that he was gay.
I always knew that he was, but David never realized this truth. All those years ago, I could tell he was into men but David just thought he was different. Every single one of us in that room knew he was gay. All three of us knew that David was a gay boy who hadn't discovered himself yet.
I've always had a liking for him. After his graduation, I tried finding him, but he vanished into thin air. I guess he got dragged into a life of crime. I used to wonder why, but today I got my answer. Dimitri got his hands on him and forced David under his thumb.
Despite my anger at Dimitri for thinking he could rob me, I am glad he sent David. I am glad that I got to see David again. And I find it hilarious to see that David still hasn't realized his sexuality. It's adorable how clueless he is.
He has no clue that we once knew each other, but it's fine. Now that I have him, I won't let him go back. From now on, he will stay with me. I found him by luck after so many years, and I will not let him go. I was uncertain about acting on my desire all those years ago, but not now. Not now, when he has grown so much. Into such a fine, flawless man. I will not let him slip away from me again.
I won't reintroduce my fake identity to him. I will let him meet and know the real me this time. The Salvatore who was forced to stay hidden for so many years. I have been looking forward to this moment for so long and now that fate has brought David to me, there is no letting him go.
I walk back into the room, and he seems relieved to see me. My eyes travel over his bare body and when my eyes reach his crotch, I take a deep breath. I'm glad I chose these loose pants today. If not, he would have realized that he wasn't the only one whose body was betraying.
His short, brown hair was a tousled mess on his head. His beautiful, doe-shaped eyes were tired and I froze for a second as his mesmerizing violet eyes locked onto me. One of my favourite features about him. I watch his breath through his remarkably soft, pink lips, and I feel heat rush through me. I kissed him for the first time today, and I was tempted to do it again. To claim him and imbed myself in every inch of him. To take him, mark him, show him what he has been missing, and make it clear to him and the rest of the world that he is mine. To run my fingers over his delicate skin and fill his mind and soul with so much of me that I become the only thing he needs. The only thing he thinks about. The same way he has constantly tormented my mind for all these years. Somehow he was able to stay in the dark. For all these years. Now, I've found him. And he will be mine. No matter how long or hard... He will be mine.
I watch the exhaustion in his eyes suddenly turn to stubbornness and the words that escape his lips cause my heart to skip a beat.
"You called my sister's name before you left. I never told you what it was... "He says as soon as he sees me, and I freeze. I didn't realize that I had slipped up. I can not let him know that we once knew each other. That will complicate things. To take control of this, I need the truth to be kept away from him. At least for now.
"I had my men run a background check on you while you were out. "I lie, and I see the curiosity that was once in his face vanish. Causing me to exhale gently. Glad that I averted the chaos that mistake could have caused.
"Please. Please. I need to get out of here. I have to get to my sister. She's sick, and her birthday was three days ago. She may think something bad has happened to me... "He then begins to beg, and I tilt my head in wonder as I walk further into the room.
"Bold of you to think something bad hasn't happened to you. "I say, and he falls silent. I stand in front of the desk in the room and lean against it. Just staring at him. He looks so flushed and adorable, that it almost hurts to look at.
It's amusing how much tenderness and innocence he emits. He may have grown body-wise, but he is still the same David he always was. Soft and... naïve. Innocent and delicate underneath the façade of a grown, now dangerous man.
"Please... Let me say goodbye to my sister before you kill me. I'm all she has. She's just a little girl. Let me say goodbye to her before she spends what's left of her days seeing only the sterile walls of her ward. Please... "He begins to beg afresh with tears forming in his eyes, and I stare at him.
I know he loves his sister a lot. When we were in school, his bedside was decorated with her photographs, and he wouldn't shut up about how cute she was. However, what does he mean she'll spend what's left of her days staring at the sterile walls of her ward?
"Please! "He cries, and as I watch him struggle to hold my gaze.
"What's your full name? "I question. Keeping up the act, and I watch him gulp.
"Now, don't give me one of your fake ones. I want the name your parents gave you. For me to ask, I already know. "I add, and he draws a deep breath.
"David. David Smith "He replies, and I struggle to hold back my smile. He hasn't changed one bit.
"And what's wrong with your sister? "I question, and his reply hits me.
"Ca... Cancer. "
"What stage is it at? "I question as I remember my sister. I know what it feels like to lose a sibling... Your only sibling.
"Four. "He replies, and then he steals a glance at me.
I'm sure he's uncomfortable in that hold, but I won't let him free. Not yet. Not until I have gotten what I want.
"How old is she? "I question, and he shuts his eyes.
"Ten. She clocked ten three days ago. "He replies, and this time, I see him fighting tears.
"Does she like stuffed animals? "I question, and he throws his head up to look at me.
"Well? "I ask, and he nods slowly.
"She's obsessed with unicorns. "He replies with a teardrop sliding down his face, and I smile at him.
"I'll untie you. I'll let you go and see your sister, and I'll move her to a safer hospital. But after that, you will come back here. "I say, and I see confusion consume his face.
"I'll give you a week. Just one week to resist me and prove that you're not gay. If you're able to do that, I will set you free completely. However, if you fail to do this, you'll become mine and all your affairs will become my business. I will feed you, clothe you, and take care of you. I will keep you safe from Dimitri and his men, and I will shoulder your sister's hospital bills.
But you will become mine... Completely. Your body, your thoughts, your time... Everything will be mine. You will work for me, and your loyalty will be mine alone.
Do we have a deal? "I speak, and he looks at me with wide eyes. I am confidently giving him this offer because I know that he will fail. Plus, I have a backup plan. A clause in the agreement.
"You... You won't kill me? "He questions, and I take a deep breath.
"Only if you give me a reason to. "I reply as I start walking over to him.
"And you'll... Foot my sister's bills? "He questions, and I smirk at him as I begin to untie him. Ready to reveal the plot twist.
"Only if you become mine. "I reply, and he looks at me with fear in his eyes. I can't tell what he's thinking.
I know It's wrong of me to use his sister to trap him, but I've found him after so many years. I will not lose him again. Not again.
When he's free from the hold he's been in for so long, his legs wobble, and as he crumbles, I catch him. I go down gently with him in my arms.
"Easy now. Your body needs time to adjust. "I caution him as I hold him, and he just sits there. His body in my arms and his mind miles away.
What will he decide? Will he willingly lose this challenge or will he fight to be free even with the temptation of his sister's hospital bill being fully taken care of?
What will he decide?
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David's POV;
I didn't know how to feel as I stood in front of Vanessa's new ward. Mr. Salvatore changed her hospital which meant he would confront Dimitri about me, or he already had. I don't know and to be honest, that wasn't the top concern on my mind.
I had many other things on my mind, and the top of my list was Mr. Salvatore's offer. It's confusing and complicated. I have one week to prove to him that I'm not gay. I know I'm not. So, I'll easily do it. But if I win this challenge, did I really win?
If I lose and become his property, Vanessa's hospital bills will forever be taken care of. And maybe with his wealth, we'll be able to heal her... Or maybe do something to ensure she lives longer and like a normal happy kid.
The happy kid she was before this tragedy struck. But then, can I trust such a man? I have stayed so long with Dimitri. I know how cunning, dangerous, and deceitful these men can be. Can I trust him? If I give myself to Mr. Salvatore, will he truly look after my sister?
Besides what does giving myself to that man... What does belonging to him mean? He'll get to fuck me whenever he wants? Or I will be his thief like I was to Dimitri? Everything is so confusing. I don't know what to do.
I come back to earth when I hear Vanessa sneeze inside and my hands tighten around the stems of the flowers I bought. I look behind me and find the two men Mr. Salvatore sent with me, and I sigh. There's no escaping this. Once I'm done seeing Vanessa and come out, they'll take me right back to their boss. But then again, do I want to escape? This is a chance for Vanessa to get proper care and adequate medical attention.
David's POV;"Who the fuck are you!? "I question, reaching for my rope dart, but I freeze when I realize that I no longer have my weapons, and Vanessa is right there."Mr. Salvatore sent me. To keep the girl safe. "He says, and my eyes widen.I turn to Vanessa and she folds her tiny arms across her chest as she glares at me. Her pale face looks a bit happy to see me. Although she's trying so hard to let me know that she's upset with me, I can see that she's relieved and happy that I came here."You have every right to be mad at me. My little princess. I never forgot your birthday. I just... I was at work and... "I begin, but she cuts me off."It's okay. I understand. Your friend sent that man to tell me what happened. "She says, pointing at the man in the corner, and I freeze. Turning to the man with wide eyes, and then back at my sister."My... friend? He told you what... What happened? "I question, and she nods with her eyes softening, and my heart starts thudding. Mr. Salvatore coul
David’s Point Of View;"I'll do it!"I finally blurted out, and the silence that followed was deafening. When I opened my eyes, I found Salvatore staring at me, with confusion. Confusion that soon morphed into amusement. “You’ll… do what, exactly?” he asks with a smirk tugging at his lips, and I grit my teeth. He wants me to say it. This bastard!“I’ll become yours,” I whisper, and his smirk widens,“You do know what you’re agreeing to, right?” He asks as he starts walking towards me. And with each step he takes toward me, I take a large one back.“You understand what it means for you to be mine, right? “He questions, and I swallow. Never breaking eye contact with him.“No… ”I admit with my voice trembling. “If you become mine, ”He begins, his tone dropping into a seductive growl that sends shivers down my spine. “You won’t just be working for me. Your body will belong to me. I’ll do whatever I want with you, whenever I want, and however I want. ”He says, and as my back hits the w
David's POV: "You've said that so much, It's getting irritating. Tell me. Is being gay so bad? What scares you so much? You act like you're afraid of me, but we both know what really scares you... It's admitting what you want. "Salvatore spoke, and something snapped inside me. What gives him the right to talk like he knows me!? "You have no right to say that. You know nothing about me, so don't preach to me about my sexuality. I know what I am! "I yelled, and I saw something shift in his eyes as his expression dropped. It was almost like I hurt him. But why would my words hurt him? It's no lie. We do not know each other. He knows absolutely nothing about me, so he's in no place to tell me what I am and what I'm not. He just met me today. "Listen to me, David." He then spoke with his voice was low and commanding. "I won't force you. I won't touch you unless you permit me. But make no mistake. You belong to me now. You work for me. You answer to me. You are mine. And if you try to r
David;Flash Back“You will not believe what I saw today! “Mom said with clear irritation as she dropped the grocery bags on the kitchen counter and walked back to the living room to stand in front of my father.“What? “He questioned, and Mum kissed her teeth before massaging the bridge ip of her nose. She is visibly pissed. What could have set her off so badly? Was she overcharged for something? Did she get a speeding ticket? No. That’s unlike her. Maybe a road rage incident–“Gay boys! “She signed aggressively, and I almost choked on my drink.“What about them has gotten you so riled up? “Dad signed back, and my mom rolled her eyes.“Everything! “She exclaimed as she signed back, and I set my Stanley cup down on the counter.“Goodness. They looked so… Odd. They were all touchy and feely. And like that wasn’t enough, when they saw me looking, they kissed! How dare they think it’s okay to do something like that in public? Are they trying to teach children that it’s okay to sin? A man a
Salvatore;“A strip club!? “I demand, and Lucas holds a finger up. “A gay Strip club. “He corrects, and I raise a brow at him while he leans against one of the pillars of the pergola. “Have you lost your mind? ““Honestly, there’s no definite answer to that question. “He replies, and I take a deep breath as I pinch the bridge of my nose.“I’m telling you he’s scared and you want me to take him to a strip club? How does that make any sense? “I question in frustration, and he holds out his hands. Causing his Rolex the glisten in the sunlight.“Relax. Listen. I have been following this love story from the start... “He begins, and I throw my cigarette away before rushing to him and twisting his arm behind him.“Ow, Ow, Ow, Ow! I’m sorry! I’m sorry! “He yells, but I don’t stop.“You can’t keep talking like this, especially not in front of David. I don’t want to give him the wrong idea. This is NOT a love story! “I complain, and Lucas starts writhing in pain.“Okay! Okay! I’ve heard you. N
David;I keep my eyes outside, listening to Only Love by Ben Howard from my earpiece as I watch trees and cars zoom by. I shut my eyes as I remember the first time I met Salvatore, how he had me tied up. The things he said, the way he spoke, and the way he made me feel. I remember how heartlessly he tortured that man. The darkness and fury in his eyes and how vicious and scary he looked covered in so much blood. I take a deep breath when I remember how lively he was this morning with that man. And how cold he is now. I don’t know why I feel the way I feel or what is wrong with me. I turn to steal a glance at him, and sure, his eyes are fixed on his laptop. It’s bright light illuminating his face. I stare at the scar on his cheek for a while, and then at his lips. I blink when I remember that he almost kissed me and I was ready for it. The embarrassment washes over me again, and I turn my gaze back to the road outside. I look up at the light blue sky that's slowly fading into orange
Salvatore’s POV;I walk into Vanessa’s room and find David holding her hand. She looks so small. Smaller than expected. Even though she is bald and looks pale, she is still a beautiful child. I watch her eyes light up when she sees me, and for some reason, the sight thaws a part of something that has been frozen inside me for a very long time.“Are you my brother's boss? “She questions, and I look at David who now has his eyes glued to me.“You’re so handsome! Are you real? “She exclaims, and I can’t help but smile at her. Despite the troubles she’s facing, she is still such a ray of sunshine. Now I understand why David loves her so much. I walk over to her bed, and she reaches for me. I take her small hand in my relatively massive one. It feels like if I dare to squeeze, I’ll break her. I look up and find David watching me closely. If I even accidentally brought her any harm, he would launch at me. She is currently the most important thing in his life, and their bond is quite beautif
David’s POV;Report upon report. Form after form, discussion, after discussion. Waiting for what felt like an eternity…That's all I did in the doctor's office for the past… I think 16 minutes. I’m uneasy about the fact that I left Vanessa alone with Salvatore for so long. He wouldn’t hurt her, would he?If he tries anything stupid, I’d sue him! Who am I kidding? I don’t even have any money for that. Fuck! I pick up a pace. Breezing past doctors, nurses and patients as I make my way up to Vanessa’s floor. I’ve wasted too much time. After waiting anxiously for the elevator to get to the last floor, I finally rush to Vanessa’s room, and after opening the door, I freeze at the sight in front of me. Vanessa is in Salvatore’s arms. Hugging him!?My heart drops into my stomach, and my mind begins to race as I struggle to make sense of what I’m seeing. Why are they like this? What could have probably led to this? Why the hell is Salvatore HUGGING my sister?“What the fu- “I begin but Salvator
Lucas;He soon turns to us, and on seeing me in a wheelchair, his eyes grow wide as he stands to his feet. Towering in the middle of the room, like a threat that can destroy almost anything.“Lucas?? Why are you in a wheelchair?!” He demands, and I shut my eyes in exhaustion at the anger I hear in his voice.I was wrong. That’s going to take a lot to pacify. I massage my forehead as David wheels me closer to him.“Don’t yell, Elias. You’ll give me a fucking headache.” I groan, and soon I’m positioned opposite the chair he was on. However, David doesn’t leave. He doesn’t make to either.“Give me an explanation, Lucas!” Elias scolds, and the next thing I feel is David’s hand possessively placed on my shoulder.“He asked you not to yell!” He snaps at Elias, and I freeze in surprise. Elisa looks up at him, and I do too, but he doesn’t look at me.“And you are?” Elias questions rather disrespectfully, and I turned back to glare at him. “Mind your tone, Elias.” I correct, and he looks at
Lucas;The drive back home was hell. David wouldn’t look me in the eyes, and Sal was oddly quiet. David feels guilty. I know it. It’s written all over him, and I can not help but feel like the biggest fuck in the entire freaking planet. I kissed him. Against his will. Out of the freaking blue like a fucking rapist.He belongs to Sal. I know that. He and Sal are the couple. Bumpy as they may be, they belong together.I have no place in this mix, and yet somehow I have managed to kiss both men in a matter of days. It’s disgusting to think about. How weak and grey my morals are. If David finds out I kissed Sal, heaven alone knows how he’ll take it. And if Sal finds out I kissed David!? It’s going to be chaos. I’m going to ruin everything. I’m going to fucking destroy everything.My friendship with Sal,David’s shot at happinessSal’s shot at happiness…Maybe I should just leave. I think it’s best I do. For years, I’ve been able to hide my feelings for Sal, but things aren’t the
Salvatore;It’s been hours. And the more time drags by, the slower it seems. David has been quiet. His knees are bouncing anxiously, and he bites his nails. I know he has questions… and fears. But he knows this is not the place to ask them. Neither does he have the courage to ask, and for that I’m slightly grateful.I do not know how to explain to him that I love him but at the same time am attracted to my bestfriend… Maybe even more than attracted to him. The more I think of it, the more questions pop up in my mind. What if all these years, the urge I felt to protect him… The peace I always got in his presence… The urge to see him often… How he’s always been able to reach through my self-hate and make me feel human– How I let him do it. What if it was deeper than just friendship?Now that I think about it, I never liked seeing anyone with Lucas. That’s another reason I dislike that Elias guy. It’s not like Lucas dated a lot… He only ever got in one relationship, and it didn’t la
Salvatore;I blink at him in silence as his words replay in my head. A swarm of emotions that are stronger than my heart hit me, and I can feel the pain in my chest.“W-what?”I mutter, and he breaks down again.“I’m sorry… I’m sorry… I’m… I… Sal, I'm sorry…” He sobs, and I don’t know what to do.I don’t know how to feel.At first, I feel betrayed, but then again… I’ve also kissed Lucas.Why did David kiss him? What is going on between them? Is… is David gravitating towards Lucas? Is he… is he replacing me with Lucas?“I…I swear it… I didn’t mean it, Sal…” he cries as he covers his face again in shame, and I swallow.Why am I not mad? Why is it fear I feel instead? Fear of David’s feelings for me slowly changing…“Do… do you hate me?” He croaks, and my heart breaks.His pain hurts me. I shouldn’t let him feel so guilty over something I’ve also done. “Do… do you love him?” The words slip past my lips before I can stop them, and David stares at me in stunned silence.His crimson eyes
Salvatore;David has been pacing for the past two minutes. He hasn’t sat down, hasn’t stopped pacing, and hasn’t stopped fumbling with his thumbs. On our drive here, he explained to me how they got attacked and how Lucas begged him not to be taken to a hospital. I understand that. Lucas hates hospitals. His mother had died in one. And it’s not as simple as it sounds. Her death was something that could have totally been avoided. Her death was something caused because someone was careless. His mother was admitted for a simple surgery, something that should have sent her home smiling the next day. But a simple surgery cost her her life, and Lucas his mom. A tired nurse injected the woman with an antibiotic she was allergic to, even though that detail was clearly written on her medical chart, plain as day.Lucas's mother seized and collapsed, to her death, while the emergency team scrambled like clueless rats unable to save her. The worst part is that Lucas was there to see the whol
David;“Lu-Lucas?” “Shh… Just a minute…” He breathes, and I feel shivers run up and down my spine. His grip on me tightens, and my heart starts drumming like it would erupt out of my chest soon.Lucas’s face draws closer to mine, and instead of pulling away, I feel myself melting under the seductive heat of him. What am I doing??“You’re a pretty little thing, you know that?” He breathes, and I feel goosebumps rise along my skin.I move my other hand and place it on his shoulder, but it stays there… it doesn’t push him away. “You’re tempting too… It’s dangerous… Makes it hard for me to think…” He whispers as his eyes move from my eyes down to my lips, and I feel my body begin to respond to him… To how close we are.“Lucas.. You’re… you’re bleeding…” I try to regain control, but even my voice is weak. Why am I sounding like this? Feeling like this? Like a part of me has wanted this for a while.“You belong to Sal… I know that… I know I shouldn’t feel this way. I shouldn’t even thin
David;“You’re panicking.” He jokes, but I ignore him. “Shut up!”He scoffs as he winces again, and I look up at him with worry biting away at my mind.“I’m sorry…” I whisper as I take another gauze, but it soaks right through. He made me sneak him in, so Mrs. Lana wouldn’t see his wound. Sal is probably still asleep, and I’m here with Lucas in his room. Fumbling with my heart ramming in my throat. “The bleeding won’t stop…” I mumble in a panic as I take multiple gauze pads this time, and the buffoon laughs. He laughs!“Ugh… Look at me wasting a talent blood banks would love to welcome.” He jokes, and I glare up at him. “It’s not funny!” I scold before looking back down at the wound.My mind is blank. My thoughts are all over the place. What if he dies from blood loss??? I could try to stitch him myself, but I’m not a fucking Doctor, and this looks bad. What if the knife hit an organ?“I was stupid to listen to you. I should have taken you to a hospital. They probably need to stit
David;I crouch between the cars, peeking out as Lucas marches over the two thieves like some fearless action hero.It’s all fists and groans, and I watch with magnetic attention as Lucas fights like it’s something he’s been doing his whole life. It looks so easy for him, and although it’s two against one, I can already see that the two thieves are already getting tired. And the guy on the ground still hasn’t gotten up. Did I actually kill him!??My grip tightens on the car at the thought of being responsible for someone’s death, and I swallow.“What are you? A fucking wrestler!?” One of the guys yells at Lucas before Lucas plants a heavy blow in the guy's guts, and I smirk in satisfaction as I enjoy the show. Perhaps, he didn’t need my help all along…It’s almost too easy. The way he dodges punches and counterattacks… It’s like a scene from a fucking action movie. It’s so entertaining, I’m so close to starting to jump and cheer for him.I’m busy watching the display with a huge gri
David;“You are quite a character, you know that?” Lucas questions as we walk out of the mall, and my brows knot.“Why? What did I do?” I question, and he raises a brow before looking down at the bags in my hands.“Mrs. Lana sent us out to get just three things. Three things, David. And you went around shopping for art supplies.” He replies, and I smile sheepishly at him with a small shrug.“What? You had the money, and I needed a few things.” I reply, and he huffs.“Oh. I have the money. You didn’t even buy anything you can wear or eat… If you were going to max out my card on food, I honestly wouldn’t mind. But pencils and watercolours??” He rages, and I roll my eyes.“Oh, quit whining like a broke sugar daddy. I barely spent a hundred dollars…” I reply, and he scoffs.“A hundred and sixty dollars, little man. You spent $160 on pencils, charcoal… and what else did you buy?” He demands, and I stop walking. I turn to him with a hand on my waist.“Do you want me to repay you, Mom?” I fr