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Carlisle got triggered somehow, and he just wouldn't stop sending me text messages. After all, he'd been treated like a prince since he was young, so he simply couldn't accept the fact that I'd treated him as a replacement.I walked over to the photo and looked at Callum's face in it, feeling a lot better.Then, I replied to Carlisle, "Callum is the person whom I love the most in the entire universe."Carlisle responded at once, "Then what about me? What am I to you?"I paused. What was he to me?Maybe just a tool and a replacement—nothing more, nothing less.I didn't reply to his last test message. Instead, I blocked that number as well.…Another half a month passed by, and Carlisle's buddy, Rory Dickson, called me one day."Carl has been drinking and wasting his life away because of you. He also doesn't allow us to look for you, and nobody can talk any sense into him, not even Theodore!"He ended up getting hospitalized today because he drank so much that he got internal b
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I didn't even wait for Carlisle to finish talking before ending the call. Then, I blocked his number and every platform he could use to contact me.Did he really think cooking for him was some god-given opportunity that I would die for? Also, his haughty, pompous tone just made me sick.I started getting calls from Carlisle's friends, and I similarly blocked them all.I thought that Carlisle would eventually stop giving me grief if I cut off all contact with him. After all, I knew that he wasn't a persistent person.This time, however, I was wrong.I went out for some groceries one day and saw him leaning against my rental unit when I got back. He was holding a half-smoked cigarette between his fingers that glowed faintly in the dark. His eyes were murky, and I couldn't tell what he was thinking.Carlisle would only ever behave like this when he got himself into a pickle.I could also see that his eyes were bloodshot, and he had stubble on his chin and face. He looked completely
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I never asked Carlisle and Theodore to break up. So, what did their breakup have to do with me?"You've had too much to drink, Mr. Grayson," I say, bending down to help him up.However, Carlisle pressed a kiss against my neck and slid his hand down my waist farther south.I could feel a wet sensation against my neck, and it sent goosebumps all over my body.Carlisle always said that I was the one who seduced him, but he never thought that I actually hated things like that. Nobody but Callum could do this to me. I just found it revolting if it were anybody else.I froze for a split second. Then, I frowned and said, "Please mind your reputation, Mr. Grayson!"However, what I said seemed to send Carlisle straight down the path of fury. He grabbed me by my waist and held me down against the floor as he started tearing my clothes off."If Athol and other strangers can enjoy you, then who's to say that I can't? You seduced me and turned me gay! I tried to leave you and find somebody e
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Carlisle stared piercingly at me while speaking."Okay," I said without a fuss.For some reason, however, Carlisle's face immediately fell after that. He then glared at me before turning and leaving.I drove him and Theodore to the hotel and stood guard at the door as Carlisle requested.The door wasn't closed all the way. Lewd, suggestive sounds could be heard through the crack in the door, along with their moans and shrieks when they couldn't keep it in anymore.In the past, whenever Carlisle called me over, he would always push roughly into me and slam his bodyweight against me every time he thrust, and it would always last no less than two hours. It was precisely because of how roughly he treated me that I often got injured and bled from my back.I thought that Carlisle wouldn't be done with Theodore for a few hours more. So, I went back down to the reception and asked to book another room so that I could get some work done.However, right after I returned to the floor aft
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When I caught sight of Carlisle's face, my first instinct was to pull my clothes tighter to myself. I didn't want him to see the bites and bruises all over my body.However, I released them just a short moment later.He wasn't Callum. He just had a face that looked like his. What was the point anyway?Carlisle's face turned livid when he saw the marks and bruises on my body. "Wait, did you really sleep with them?"I answered calmly, "You were the one who delivered me to them. Weren't you, Mr. Grayson?"His face darkened ever more when he heard that.I didn't know what got into him, but he suddenly flew into a deranged rage and yanked me into the room next door. Then, he pushed me into the bathroom, grabbed the shower head, and started spraying water at me.The cold water pelting against my body made me break out in goosebumps all over."That's too cold! Let me go!"The water was icy-cold, and it made me very uncomfortable. I tried my best to push Carlisle away, but I was still
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Athol wasn't the only one in the room. There were two other playboys in the room with him, too.When I saw that there were three of them, I felt all the blood rush to my head as my ears began ringing loudly with fear.Even dog owners would get attached to their pets after rearing them for three years. Yet, Carlisle had been nothing but cruel to me."Are you sure about this, Brandon Westin?"The door was still slightly ajar, and Carlisle rushed toward me, looking a little panicked.I turned to look at him. "If I said I didn't want to do this, would you take me away?"Of course, I didn't want to be molested and taken over and over again by three strangers in a hotel room. I had only agreed to do this because I wanted to continue staying by Carlisle's side!Carlisle looked like he was about to say something, but Theodore appeared behind him and said bitterly, "I knew it! I knew you still felt things for Brandon!"Then, he stormed off with disappointment written all over his face.
