Semua Bab My Dear Master, We're Mates! (M×M): Bab 81 - Bab 85

ETHAN A goddamn demon. That's what he looked like when he smiled at my cock. I had no idea when I stopped breathing, all I felt was a prickling sensation on my lap as he yanked my pants off. He's still smiling at me though, and it sends a shiver down my spine rather than calm me. I shift uncomfortably. He reaches out and traps me, one of his arms behind my head, face inches apart from mine. My back stiffens when his gaze bores into mine. It's like I'm staring at Killan again. The same Killan. Does he have any idea what he's doing to me? “You're hard.” Alexander whispers, minty breath fanning my face. “Look at how hard you are for me, Ethan.” He smirks like the goddamn devil he is. “You’re dripping and yet you still deny this?” I swallow hard. His smirk widens. “I know you want me.” I shake my head, giving him a defiant look. “No.” He unties me slowly, eyes never wavering from mime. “Still in denial?” “No.” “Liar.” He taunts, pressing his finger into my lap. He st

ALEXANDER “I saw Ethan walking in here earlier, is he still in?” Jaz’s gaze lingers on my palm with traces of Ethan’s pre-cum, and I don't bother to hide it. Her face turns red, probably thinking it’s a woman’s juice staining my skin. “Ethan didn’t walk in here.” Her eyes fly open. She glances over my shoulder, staring at the desk Ethan’s hiding behind. “But... I saw him walk in… a few minutes ago.” “You must have made a mistake.” “I... I didn’t—” she clears her throat, face flushed. “I didn’t make a mistake, Mr. Grey.” I lean forward, our faces inches apart. “Are you indirectly calling me a liar?” She jumps, pupils dilating in fear. “I’d… never. I just thought—” I snatch the file from her hands, cutting her off with my voice sharp as a blade. “Like I said, Ethan didn’t step in. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have something important to attend to.” She swallows hard and walks away. As soon as the door slams shut, Ethan crawls out from hiding, his crumpled suit clinging to his to

ALEXANDERThe smell of buttered toast and coffee greets me before I even step into the dining room. Williams, my butler, is already waiting. “Good morning, Mr. Grey. I employed a few new maids—mostly for the garden and a few other things around the house.”“Mm.” I nod, running a hand through my hair. “Make sure everything stays in good shape. And yes, upstairs is off limits.” “Yes, Alpha.”I wave him off and settle into my seat. The long mahogany table stretches across the room, but as usual, it’s just me at one end. A plate of soft scrambled eggs, toast, grilled tomatoes, and some smoked salmon rests in front of me. There’s also a glass of orange juice beside the coffee mug.I eat slowly, quietly. Then, like a damn curse or maybe a comfort, Ethan’s face flashes in my mind. His stupid pout. His nervous eyes. That voice he uses when he’s mad at me but doesn’t want to admit it. I remember the way he yelled when I yanked him into the bath last night. I remember his warm lips and soft