Christopher's POVI stirred, waking up, and sat up in my bed. I had the most splitting headache ever. What happened last night?I opened my eyes, and my room looked different. This was not how it looked last night. I had a lot of trash on the floor and bed.Everything was clean, in place, and perfect. It was even cleaner than I had ever left it.What the hell was going on? I looked to my left and saw a bottle of water and an aspirin.I picked up a note beside it.“Take this for your hangover,” someone had left it.Did I hook up with someone drunk?“Uhh, fuck,” I groaned as I picked up the aspirin and chugged it down with the water.I cheated on Dante.It didn’t make sense, though. I stood up and walked to the bathroom. I stared at myself in the mirror, I looked different.Clean.I then realized I had changed clothes somehow in the night.Oh God.I washed my face and stumbled out of the bathroom, walking through the room to my living room.I smelled it before I saw it.Someone was in m
Dante's POV It’s been days since I sent the flowers, and I’ve sent multiple since then. He’s received them all, but he hasn’t done anything or said anything.I didn’t expect him to say anything, but I somehow hoped that he would maybe text me or call me.When I first started sending them, I thought he’d call and tell me to stop, but he didn’t. He didn’t call or text, so I let my hopes get high that maybe he liked them. So I sent more and waited for a response. But here I was, still waiting for one that it looked like he wasn’t going to send.I had decided to wait for a week like I had initially planned, but it was just five days, and I couldn’t wait anymore.I was anxious.He had been locked up indoors and hadn’t gone out of his apartment all this while. I had confirmed that he was still fine, but I couldn’t just leave him there either.Today was the day I had set as a deadline. If he wasn’t coming to me or speaking to me, then I was going to him and speaking to him.I got in my car
Christopher's POVI cleared up my apartment, cleaning it while searching for cameras. I know it was stupid of me, but I couldn't get over the feeling of being watched.After searching everywhere for the second time, I finally sat down and screamed into my palm.I stripped and walked into the shower, taking a hot shower and trying to wash up and clear my thoughts before walking back out.I put on some sweatpants and a white light tee and stood in my apartment. It was clean now and camera-free.Not that I found any, but I still had searched just in case. I gave a middle finger to the empty apartment. If Dante had somehow put cameras in here, then he'd see it.I walked to the couch and sat down, turning on the TV. I stared bleakly at the TV for a while before turning it off frustratedly.I needed to eat. I was hungry. I hadn't had lunch yet, and it was getting late already. I looked out the window, the sun was setting. I should go out. See what's going on outside. That would be great.I
Dante's POV Watching him walk away from me was the hardest thing I had ever done, but I knew I had to do it. I sat in my car staring at his apartment building. Maybe I should go in, beg him. Tell him to forgive me. Grovel or threaten him. The monster in me wanted to do every single thing that had come to mind, but I had to bring myself in line. If I did that, I would ruin it all. If I pushed too much or pressed too much, there was a chance I would lose him, and the thought of that was even more scary. He loved me, and we could still figure it out. I just had to think. I just had to find a way that didn't hurt him. That was it. I needed to find a way that respected him and his feelings. "Drive," I instructed the driver, as I could feel myself almost jumping off the seat, out of the car, and toward his apartment. I had to pin myself to the seat of the car. He needs to cool off. He needs time to process what just happened with his family. Even though I would have liked him to pr
Christopher's POV I sat silent on the car ride my thoughts running wild. My head calculating and trying to figure out how long he had known. We drove to the airport where the plane was waiting for us and I got in with Dante and Tim said something about returning the car and catching another flight. My whole life had just crumbled right before my eyes and I needed to know how long the man I loved had known about it. “Sunshine, I…” he started to speak but I raised a finger. “How long have you known?” I asked. He kept quiet but I shook my head. “Tell me. How long have you known?” I asked and sighed. “That she was cheating?” He asked and I nodded. “Since I met her, I recognized her as a regular the the club so I decided to investigate,” he said and I took in a deep breath. All these while he's known. Why didn't he tell me? Why had he kept it a secret? “Why didn't you tell me?” I asked and he opened his mouth and then closed it. “I didn't want to seem lik
Dante's pov They've been piling on him all this while and I didn't want to say anything. I wanted Christopher to handle everything himself so I wouldn't force decisions on him. I kept my opinion to myself and just stayed my Christopher's side as support and protection. Then his father began to speak and I could see how much it hurt him. He was trying to stay strong but they were breaking him. “Your son died because you couldn't get your affairs together. You were busy running around chasing your foolishness that you couldn't save your woman and sin when they needed you the most” his father shook his head again with that disappointed look. “I lost my first grandson because of you. Chris, I regret to say this but you're my biggest ….” I knew what he wanted to say and so did Christopher. He was already cowering on the inside. I wasn't going to let him finish the final words so I spoke up. “Shut up” Everyone stopped and looked at me. His father opened his mouth but coul
Christopher's POV I hugged Mum and she hugged me back. I pulled away and turned to Dante. “Mom you know Dante” I motioned to him and she looked at him with disgust. “Yes, come in honey” What was going on? When she left last time, she liked Dante. What's had changed? I wondered and I we walked into the living room I realized exactly what had changed. Dad was sitting down on his favorite recliner and Ashley was there with a few people I couldn't recognize. I recognized the weird pastor from a church but what was he doing there? We didn't go to church? Then it hit me what was going on and my heart broke. I took a step back hitting Dante's chest steadying me. He was here with me. I was going to be fine Ashley stood up after seeing me and walked to hug me but I pushed her away in disgust. I didn't like her before but I hated her now more than ever. She started to sob and my mum pulled her into a hug looking at me as if she was disappointed in me. “What is w
Dante's POV I would have come whether or not he had asked me to come but his asking made it easier for me. I didn't have to go secretly. I would go with him and see what was happening. I had a feeling that his mom was lying to him. I heard the lie but I hoped for his sake. I begged for his sake that for once I would be wrong. He loved them. He loved them so much with all his heart that it would break him if this turned out to be a lie and for his sake, I hoped his father was really in critical condition. I finished packing up his bag and he had barely finished his cake. I was going to order some food for him on our way to the airport. I picked up my phone and placed an order. So we could pick it up on our way. I texted Oliver asking him to send some people to come load the car with our stuff. I asked him to be fast. He was there in a less than minute. He must have sensed the urgency in my text. “Let's pack this up,” I said carrying as many bags as I could stack
Christopher's POV We had barely stumbled out of bed, showered, and changed the sheets. Now we were curled up in bed watching a movie and I was enjoying my ice cream and cake from last night as a late breakfast. “Wanna taste?” I asked him as I opened my eyes to catch him staring at me. “You eat sweets like it's sex,” he said and I chuckled. “It tastes so good you can't blame me” I grinned and put another forkful of the chocolate cake in my mouth. I let out an exaggerated sexual moan rolling my eyes. “So good,” I said, biting my lips. I opened my eyes to see him staring at me like I was the cake. “You're pushing it sunshine” he growled and I shrugged took another forkful and a little bit of ice cream and ate it. “Fuckkk” I moaned again, exaggerating the goodness. Throwing my head back and moaning. “So so good” I moaned and then opened my eyes, licking my lips. “What's wrong? Want a bit? You can have one” I said, taking another forkful. “Don't mind if I