All Chapters of His Straight Pet: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

RAYMOND'S POV I couldn’t sleep.I mean, how could I?I still replayed that moment in my head, over and over again.And yet it did not make any sense.It was my fault for trying to find a viable reason for my boss to bite my neck.As I stood in front of my mirror, my fingers hesitantly fastening the buttons of my shirt, I eyed the bite mark that decorated my neck, like a sore reminder of what the hell I got myself into.Today was my first day at work, yet the excitement I felt had withered away, crushed by a mix of confusion and anxiety.Jude Perez.That was the name of the CEO, a man of high caliber and status, and I, Raymond White, would be working for him.I stared blankly at my reflection, my green eyes scanning my outfit for any malfunctions.I fiddled with my brown hair, heaving out a sigh and my fingers brushed against the bite mark while I smoothed my collar.I winced slightly at the contact. It still stung less than yesterday, but the dull ache lingered beneath the surface of

RAYMOND'S POV I ran until I reached the sleek black car and practically threw myself inside.I couldn't see what was happening in the alley through the tinted windows.I simply sat there, shaking.When the door to the car opened a minute later, I jerked in fright.But it was only Jude who slid into the driver's seat with nary a hair out of place.There was only a small film of blood sitting on his white shirt."Are you alright?" he asked without looking at me, staring ahead.I nodded, too shocked to speak."Good," he said and started the car. "We have a lot to talk about."I couldn't get the screams out of my head as he began to drive away.I kept replaying what I had witnessed in that dark alley.I remembered his movements that were too fast for the human eyes to track.He had torn through those vampires like they were made out of paper.I could still see the blood that splattered across the brick walls.There were the limbs he had torn off and the heads he had separated from bodies

Raymond’s POV“Wear this.”Two days had passed since I moved in with the CEO, and during that time he was away on a trip. Or so he said, and I was confined to his apartment with a strict order to stay put.I could barely sleep, and I considered running away a dozen times, but the memory of those vampires that attacked me was still fresh in my mind. I couldn’t risk it, and even the CEO was threatening enough.But now he was here, and as intimidating as ever.I looked down at the bracelet he handed me. It was slim and elegant, with the band a sleek, lustrous gold. In the center, a single ruby was embedded. It was blood-red and oval-shaped, its surface catching the light like it held a flame inside.The gem pulsed faintly as I stared at it, a shimmer that didn’t feel entirely natural. At that moment, I had the distinct feeling it wasn’t just for decoration.“What is this?” I asked, frowning.Jude didn’t answer immediately. He slipped the bracelet around my wrist himself, snapping the cla

Raymond's POVMy phone vibrated in my fingers again after I had gotten back to the mansion. I was greeted with the quietness that filled everywhere. I stared at the caller ID: Jude.Thank God I was back. Now, I could have this call picked.I let it ring numerous times before I finally took it up. "Hello?" I spoke gently, a little unsure.Where have you been, you silly man?" Jude shouted as his voice was all over the place."I was here," I said immediately, uttering the words in a rush. "In the apartment. Just completing some stuff that I got carried away with.""Oh, really?" He said in a scornful tone, as he sounded so suspicious. "It's odd since I phoned numerous times, and you didn't pick up. Can you explain why?"I didn't hear it, I replied, having a beating heart. I wasn't listening. I said more, trying to find a way to keep my voice calm."Never again!" he yelled, his voice rising harsher. "You best not let that happen again, Raymond. When I call, you answer. I don’t care if the

 Raymond’s POVI was really starving, and there was literally nothing at home. Messiness, no matter how trivial, like not having groceries, was something that Jude hated. Which was worse, the chance of famine or his fury? I couldn't tell you.When I decided to phone Sylvia's number, I noticed that it was on mute. I chose not to react to her worries or hear her warn me that something was wrong with me. I just wanted to be left alone. As soon as I left the house, a strong cold ran down my spine, yet the constriction in my chest continued.In the driveway, Jude's scary and costly cars all shot glances at me. It was totally out of the question to even briefly drive them out.He would literally skin me alive; that I am sure of."It might be a good idea for me to call an Uber," I said as I went for my phone. My hands shook slightly when I ordered the ride.I didn't know why I still had that fear that Jude was still lurking aroun