SageI woke to the quiet sound of movement. The sheets were warm, the morning sunlight streaming in through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room. For a moment, I let myself sink into it, let my mind drift in the afterglow of the night before.We had gone from the sitting room to the bedroom, basking in each other’s glory and essence. It was the best night of my life, I had to admit. Being with the two of them at the same time made me feel like I was made whole. The pleasure was two times what I had expected and till now, I was still floating on cloud nine.I would love so many repeats on it.I heard the faint rustling of fabric and the click of a belt being fastened.I turned my head, still groggy, and saw Kaiden standing near the door. Fully dressed. His back was to me as he adjusted his jacket, his movements brisk, and purposeful.He was leaving?That realization hit me like a splash of cold water.After everything that happened last night, that wasn’t enough to convinc
KaidenI unlocked the door to my condo, rubbing my temples as exhaustion settled deep in my bones. I didn’t get enough sleep last night due to what we were up to last night. I kept wondering if I had done the right thing by indulging in their crazy idea.I would like to say I did it for Sage but I know another part of me did it because I wanted it. I wish I didn’t because I ended up regretting every moment since I woke up, so much that I had to run away without facing the professor.I hadn’t even been back for a full minute when I noticed someone standing near my doorstep. The detective.I blinked, surprised. “Detective? What are you doing here?”He gave me a small smile, his hands tucked casually into his pockets. “I wanted to check on you. My place isn’t far from here, and after everything that happened, I figured you shouldn’t be alone.”I let out a breath, running a hand through my hair. “I appreciate it. Thank you for looking out for me.”He nodded, his gaze sharp as he studied
SageI had no right to be jealous.That was the first thought that crossed my mind when I saw Kaiden sitting close to another man, the two of them exchanging teasing smiles over their drinks. The bar’s dim lighting did little to hide the way Kaiden leaned in, his lips quirking up in a rare, genuine smile. His body language was open, relaxed, like he was actually enjoying himself.I hated it because I knew that’s what he looked like whenever he was flirting with someone. I have seen it one, two, many times to count when he is putting on a show for his fans.And it infuriated me.I gripped my glass tighter, trying to tell myself that I was overreacting. That Kaiden was free to do whatever the hell he wanted. But no matter how much I tried to rationalize it, that burning feeling in my gut wouldn’t go away.So that’s why he left. All those things that he said didn’t matter, he was just in a hurry to see someone else.I had to admit, I was hurt and a little taken aback by the whole thing.
KaidenMy eyes were dilated, I was sure. The thought of the professor fucking the attitude out of me was so promising that I found myself biting down on my lip. He looked at me and I just stared, both of us waiting for the next to make a move. I spied a look on Sage and I almost chuckled, he was eating this up. The sight of the two of us, arguing and oozing sexual tension made him so excited that it rubbed off on me. Okay, I had to admit. It was pretty exciting to be in the middle of their desire. I never thought I would be back here, then again I was never given a choice. I was pulled out of my thoughts when the professor offered his hand to me, I stared at it for a while. Knowing if I take that hand then I must have signed my fate. They would know that I wanted this. I took his hand and he led me out of the car. Sage locked the car and opened the door. The second we got inside, he kissed me. Sage jumped on me and started kissing me, his hands wound themselves around my neck an
Kaiden"I want your cock so fucking bad," His fingers in my ass got rougher, almost painful. He's testing me to see if I would really chicken out. "Beg me. Beg me to fuck your tight ass, Kaiden." The feeling from his fingers morphed into the most euphoric pleasure I've ever felt. I moaned long and loud."Please, fuck my ass, professor."His fingers disappeared, and he pulled me to my knees by my hair. "Grab the condom and put it on me." He doesn't let go of my hair, so when I reached down for it, the bite of pain makes a moan rip from my chest. "Hurry, or I'm taking you raw." I ripped the packet open with my teeth and rolled it down his impressive length, surprised that iteven fits. “Now make me nice and slick." I snatched the lube bottle, squirt some into my hand, and massaged it onto his cock. His hips started moving, fucking my fist. He kissed me hard. "Face the headboard." I kissed him one more time before turning around and sticking my ass out for him.His big hands slid up
Kaiden The night was too quiet. The kind of quiet that made your thoughts louder, louder than your heartbeat even. I rolled over in bed for what had to be the tenth time, sheets twisted around my legs, sweat clinging to my skin despite the cool air filtering in from the slightly open window. Sleep was a distant dream, and my chest felt heavy with too many thoughts, too many questions. With a sigh, I pushed the covers aside and sat up. My feet hit the cold floor. I needed air. I padded barefoot through the hallway, careful not to make too much noise. I didn’t think anyone would be awake, but still, habit. The house was dim, bathed in silver from the moonlight pouring through the windows. I opened the sliding glass door to the balcony and stepped outside, letting the cold night wind slap me awake. God, I needed it. The city buzzed below, lights flickering like stars that had fallen and decided to settle among the streets. I leaned on the railing, arms crossed against the br
SageI didn’t think he’d find me so quickly.Raines showed up like a shadow after dusk. I was by the vending machine outside the lecture hall, watching the spirals reject my snack, when I felt his presence behind me.“Sage,” he said, his voice deep and low like it carried weight. I turned, heart instantly drumming. “Got a minute?”I nodded, stepping aside, away from the line of students still waiting for coffee. He gestured for us to take a walk, and I followed, unsure what this would be about. I didn’t even know how I felt about him anymore, Kaiden’s friend. The one who made Kaiden smile in ways I hadn’t seen in weeks.The reason why he wanted to break away from something we had going on.“I want to ask you something,” he said, once we were out of earshot. “About the people Kaiden mentioned… the ones that tried to hurt him. Do you remember any faces?”“What?”“You know, Kaiden mentioned it the other night.”“Who are you, really? Why do you want to know this?”He sighed, “I am sorry.
SageFor the first time in a long time, things felt… quiet.Too quiet.The professor and I had fallen into this domestic rhythm, waking up in the same bed, sharing coffee before our classes, and eating dinner together in the evenings. He kissed me before he left. He kissed me when he returned. We made love sometimes. It was predictable. And it was driving me crazy.At first, I welcomed it. I thought, maybe this was it, stability. Maybe if I just leaned into the calm, I’d find peace. Maybe I didn’t need the storm that was Kaiden. Maybe he and I were enough.But each time he smiled at me across the breakfast table, I saw Kaiden’s smirk instead. Each time he touched me, I imagined Kaiden’s hand too instead, rougher, hesitant, real.I couldn’t lie to myself anymore. I didn’t just want Kaiden in my bed. I wanted him in my life. I wanted the whole messy thing, his silence, his fire, his contradictions.So I did the one thing the professor hadn’t expected.I texted him.Me: Can we talk? Jus
SageThe words the professor had spoken stayed with me like the aftertaste of something bitter I couldn’t spit out. He wanted to involve the police. He wanted to bring Raines into this. It was as if he didn’t hear a single thing I said, that he couldn’t accept what was right in front of him. Kaiden had left.Again.We stood in the middle of his living room, the air thick with the kind of tension that always came before something broke.I still felt like I needed to say something to him. He had spent the entire car ride grumbling.He didn’t say anything out loud but it was pretty obvious with the way he was clenching his hands on the steering wheel.The second we got home, I cornered him.“You should take it,” I said finally, crossing my arms.He stared at me, baffled. “Take what?”“The truth. Take it. Accept that he’s gone. That this isn’t some elaborate kidnapping or some villain from a noir film dragging him off. Kaiden left. He chose to. You seem to be mad at me for voicing out the
SageThe car ride was dead silent. The only sound was the quiet hum of the engine and the occasional click of the blinker as the professor followed Kaiden’s manager through the streets. I sat in the passenger seat, my legs bouncing, nerves coiling tighter with every turn the black car ahead of us made.The professor’s knuckles were white against the steering wheel. He hadn’t spoken since we pulled out of the parking lot, and I didn’t try to break the silence. It was thick with tension, too thick to cut through with words that didn’t feel entirely useless right now.And I didn’t know what to say to him. Finally, the black car pulled into the driveway of a large, modern townhouse on the outskirts of the city. The place was all sharp edges and sterile lighting. A place for people who wanted to look rich, not feel anything.I knew Kaiden was making money for his manager but I didn’t think it was to this extent.Wow.The professor parked across the street, cut the engine, and stepped out
SageI woke up with a tight knot sitting right in the middle of my chest. The apartment was quiet. No sign of Kaiden, and the sun had already climbed halfway through the sky.The sheets beside me were cold. He hadn’t come home last night.Rubbing sleep from my eyes, I wandered out into the living room, expecting maybe a note, maybe Kaiden sitting on the couch eating cereal out of the box like he did when he was too tired to pretend to be put together. But it wasn’t Kaiden I found.The professor sat there, hunched on the edge of the couch, elbows resting on his knees, fingers loosely interlocked. He didn’t even glance at me when I entered.“You’re up early,” I said cautiously, voice still raspy with sleep.His eyes lifted to me. They looked tired, more than tired. Hollow. “Did Kaiden come home last night?”I shook my head. “No. I thought he went to see you. He got your message, didn’t he?”His lips pressed into a line. “I went to his condo. He wasn’t there. I waited. His car was gone.
KaidenMy phone buzzed again.I glanced down at the screen through the strobing lights of the after-party. The text was from the professor. “Are you home?” Something about him checking up tugged at my heartstrings. My chest tightened and I wanted to go home even more.Being here was challenging for me. I wasn’t home. I was at the kind of party that used to thrill me. A rooftop venue in the city, neon lights flickering against polished glasses, expensive perfume clouding the air, and beautiful people, too many beautiful people. Some I recognized from the runway. Others from TV. All of them orbiting around free liquor and someone else’s fame.I would have been delighted to have all these people around me,But none of them looked like Sage.None of them carried themselves like the professor.I leaned against the balcony railing, letting the air hit my face. I didn’t belong here. Not really. Not tonight.Months ago, I would have been thrilled to be here but right now, I wanted to be hom
KaidenThe clink of glassware and soft instrumental music floated through the private dining room, but I barely noticed any of it. My attention was locked on the man seated across from me, Desmond, the so-called sponsor, though I knew better now. He wasn’t just another businessman looking to capitalize on talent. He was the distributor. The puppeteer behind the chaos circling my life.Martin couldn’t stop talking. “You know, this whole thing… it’s a damn miracle. The sponsor paid for the new condo in full. Quietly. No credit checks, no delays. Even Sage’s outfit, hell, the professor’s tux too, he took care of it all. Who does that?”He kept saying all the things that I didn’t want to hear. Didn’t he know that I was terrified?I kept my gaze fixed on Desmond. He smiled faintly, swirling his wine like he had all the time in the world. I didn't trust that smile. It was too smooth, too practiced like everything about him.I was skeptical to be here even though I had no choice. I didn’t w
KaidenWhen we got home, Sage was still trembling in my arms.I guided him gently to the living room couch and sat with him, wrapping the throw blanket from the armrest over his shoulders. He hadn't spoken much since we left the boutique. The only sounds were the occasional hitch in his breath and the way his fingers clutched the fabric of my shirt like he needed something solid to anchor him.He really was scared, I can’t imagine how terrified he must have been. Hearing that so close to him must have pushed him off the edge. I hated seeing him that way.“I’ve got you,” I murmured. “You’re safe now.”He leaned into me, his body slowly relaxing as he drew warmth from my presence.“Kaiden,” he whispered, eyes fluttering. “I don’t understand why this is happening. Why me?”“Because you matter,” I said. “More than you know. And I swear, whoever’s behind this won’t get close to you. Not while I’m breathing.”Eventually, his head dropped to my shoulder, and his breathing slowed. I held him
SageIt was entirely unfair for someone like Amir to be real. Tall, lean, with chiseled features that looked like they belonged on a movie poster rather than in a security file, and a voice that dripped with smooth, practiced calm. He was the kind of handsome that made your thoughts scatter just a little if you looked at him for too long.And I was doing exactly that.“Mr. Amir, right?” I asked, extending a hand, hoping my voice didn’t tremble like my fingers did. “I’m Sage.”He nodded, his grip firm but not overbearing. “I know. It’s a pleasure.”He smiled and I don’t mean the empty kind people give when they’re on duty. It was warm. Polite. And it made my stomach flip in a way I hadn’t expected.But as he turned toward the room, I caught sight of Kaiden and the professor.Both of them were glaring.I blinked.Kaiden’s jaw was tight, eyes narrowed like he was assessing a threat he didn’t like the look of. The professor, arms crossed, stood with the energy of a man who’d already decid
KaidenWhen Martin dropped me in front of the professor’s house. I barely waited for him to drive off before I dug out my phone. My fingers hovered over the screen for a moment before I hit Bryan’s name.He was the only one who was making an attempt to help me right now. He answered on the second ring, his voice calm and clipped, like always.“Kaiden?”“Yeah, it’s me.” I moved to the far side of the room, away from the windows, and lowered my voice. “Something weird’s going on. I need to tell you about it.”“What kind of weird?” His tone sharpened immediately.I told him everything. The prepaid boutiques. The law firm. The condo being bought out. The way no one could or would tell me who was behind it. I could practically hear him frowning on the other end of the line.“You think it’s Sage?” he asked quietly.“No,” I said quickly, too quickly. “I don’t know. I mean—I don’t want to think that. And it’s not the professor either. I know that much. They would tell me if they are trying
KaidenI stared at the silver-trimmed envelope resting on the counter between the professor and me like it was some kind of explosive. The award ceremony. My name was on the guest list, of course. It had to be. I was the damn honoree.“I have my own invite, thanks to my connections,” the professor said casually, leaning against the kitchen counter. He swirled his coffee slowly, watching the dark liquid spiral. “But I think Sage should go with you.”Sage, sitting cross-legged on the couch and peeling a tangerine, looked up with a sheepish smile. “Would that be okay with you?”I didn’t even think about it before I answered. “No.”Their expressions changed almost instantly, surprise flickered across the professor’s features and Sage’s smile faltered.“It’s enough that Sage’s already in the spotlight,” I said, trying to keep my voice even, my words reasonable. “With the way everyone’s been talking and taking photos, I don’t want to put him in harm’s way, more than I already have. If you