บททั้งหมดของ I Never Hated You : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

I was still feeling vexed from the fact that I had lost a whooping two hundred dollars to Sasha. It was unprecedented, totally. I was so sure that Mrs Walter would climb those stairs, not at her age. It was even risky for her to do so, and I knew that she wouldn't use the elevator because she was claustrophobic. She told me that herself. But to my utmost surprise, after placing my money on the line, she appeared right in front of my door step to tell me to quiet it down. “ You should recognize that you are not the only one living in this building”, she said, almost sounding British, “ the noise was too much, and not only was it too much, it was inappropriate. I had to lie to my grandson that the noise was coming from a loud video game which you guys were playing up here, and can you imagine what he said?” She asked me. I shook my head, tightening my lips to stop myself from laughing. “ He said he wants to play the video game. He kept on insisting that we should buy him the v

After I had beaten Dante half to death back in highschool and secretly taken him to the hospital, I was suspended from school for a whole week. It would have been more, probably a month, but my mom was the school P.T.A chairlady, and so through her influence, I got only a week away from school. But the fact that I had gotten suspended was not what I had been worried about, I wasn't even worried about it at all. The only thing that I was worried about was about if Dante was going to be okay. That was all I needed to know. I needed no soothsayer to tell me that my aggression upon him was too much, and must've led to some internal injury. I longed to see him, just to see him with my own eyes, just so that I can be sure that he was okay, but after I resumed school, I didn't see him. Days turned into weeks, and it was later on that I got to learn that he and his family had relocated to another state, and that left me distraught. I started resenting Hazel and Hunter, even thoug

He kept his eyes on me, keenly watching, as if he wanted to detect and interpret any signs of body language. I just kept quiet, thinking about how to politely refuse him, but in my silence, my eyes wondered and travelled. They explored, from his soft lips to his sharp nose and his eyes, down to his Adams apple, and gosh, that Adams apple, it looked so much like Hakim's, so much like it, and I just felt the silly urge to kiss it, to put my lips around it. “ So, what do you say?” He asked again, still staring intently at me. “ I don't know. Do you want to throw in your card and come in today?” I asked, and I just didn't know why, it was probably the weather or something, but my voice was low, initiating, seductive, the typical voice I used whenever I met up with a hooker in a club, whenever I decided to become a temporary whore. His hands floated in the air and landed on my cheeks. He caressed my cheeks, and with his thumb, caressed my lips, and I just let him. It was as if

Hakim's POV I saw Dante getting into Cole's car, and that particular scenario was enough to change my mood. I had gone to the control room to ask the tech personnel to delete the footage of senator Hillary coming into the building. The senator didn't want news to get out about the fact that he had visited my law firm, and so he came disguised. Deleting the footage of him in his disguise was part of the precautions I had to take. While instructing the tech personnel and making sure that he deleted the footage, I spotted Dante and Cole on one of the many screens in the control room. It was his red shirt that gave him out. It was what he wore when he came into my office in the morning, with a loose button on the top, exposing so little of his chest, that hairless chest that I longed so much to see. His reply to me in the morning made it obvious to me that he wanted Cole to stay, much to my disappointment. I was so ready to write up a full sheet of sack letter filled with

Dante's POV “ No, you didn't”, I blurted out to Sasha who was standing at the door way, clutching on to her bag. I heaved out loud, totally irritated by how the situation had gone completely out of control. But then, to look on the bright side, it was better that Hakim had interrupted Cole and I, if not, Sasha would've walked in on two naked dudes pounding in on each other. I was still on my tight briefs, and so I rushed to my pants which had been flung across the room and tried to immediately put it on. “ So who sent these cute young men over?”, Sasha said as I hurried up with wearing my pants. The pants had been so easy to take off, but putting them on now was almost impossible. “ Please tell me you guys are straight, or at least Bi”, she said, shutting the door behind her. “ Sasha!” I called out, still struggling with the pants. “ What?” She was obviously acting mischievous. Cole also started putting on his pants. “ Wait, Hakim?” She asked, coming closer toward