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Lucas paused, his fists clenched and eyes glaring at Alex. “It's over! I want my peace of mind.” As he spoke, Alex was shaking his head in rejection of his words. “Please, I didn’t mean to do…” “But you gaddamn did it!” Lucas roared. “You accused me like we’re nothing! You didn’t fight to keep me, you fought against me!” Tears rolled down Lucas’s cheek. He wiped it quickly. “Just get the heck out, I'm tired already.” Tears burned in Alex’s eyes. “I’m fighting now. Please, don't do this.” “Too late, we're done already.”He turned away, shoulders trembling despite his effort to stay composed. Alex moved toward him again, refusing to give up. With Lucas’s back turned to him, he snapped, “Enough!” That was when Jason and Nathan rushed in. “He said enough!” Nathan snapped as well, grabbing Alex’s arm. “Big bro, stop,” Jason urged, holding his other shoulder firmly.“Let me go!” Alex struggled. “I need to talk to him, I'm not done!” Nathan stepped between the

For three whole days at the company, Lucas turned into ice. He walked past Alex as if he were irrelevant. Messages from Alex were left unread. Calls rang out unanswered. Even when Alex stood two feet away and called out his name, Lucas would ignore him. He would calmly turn to the nearest staff member and initiate a conversation, especially with Zenith and Margaret. Margaret, with her honeyed laughter and lingering touches, would lean a little too close and call Lucas handsome. She would do it in that breathy tone that infuriated Alex. Lucas knew she was flirting. He knew Zenith was also hovering, offering to fix his apron and whispering jokes. Yet Lucas allowed them just to piss off Alex because he knew he was watching. So one of those times, Alex sat rigid before his system, jaw clenched as the security feed displayed the hallway monitors. His eyes burned as Lucas laughed at something Zenith said by the kitchen door. He was still smiling as he walked through the corrido

Margaret looked up, confused.Lucas closed his eyes for a second before turning. Alex stood there in a charming dark suit, expression calm but eyes burning with something far more dangerous than anger. “Sir?” Margaret said, startled. “What are you doing here?” Alex’s gaze never left Lucas.“I could ask the same,” he replied smoothly. Silence fell over the table. Lucas rose slowly to his feet, jaw tight. “What are you doing here, Alex?” Alex stepped closer, hands sliding casually into his pockets. “Dinner, of course.” Margaret blinked. “Alone?”A faint smirk tugged at his lips. “Not necessarily.” His eyes locked onto Lucas’s like a battle. The silence at the table thickened. Margaret looked from Alex to Lucas, confusion flickering across her face. “Sir… I didn’t know you had a reservation here.” Alex’s gaze never left Lucas. “I didn’t.” Lucas’s jaw tightened. “Then why are you here?” Alex stepped closer to the table, voice calm but edged with steel

The car door slammed shut harder than necessary as Alex entered the car. For a moment, neither of them spoke. The city lights streaked past the windshield as Alex pulled out of the parking lot of Rock View Bar, jaw tight, knuckles white against the steering wheel. Lucas sat in the passenger seat, head tilted back, eyes half-closed. The alcohol was wearing off just enough to let reality sink in. The silence between them washeavy and suffocating. Alex finally broke it. “What were you thinking?”His voice wasn’t loud and angry. Lucas swallowed. His throat felt dry. “I told you… I wanted to be alone.” “So you went to a bar?” Alex shot back. “And drank something strong enough to knock you unconscious?” Lucas turned his head slowly, blinking at him. “You had someone watching me?” Alex was surprised but managed to ask, “Where is that coming from? Zenith?” “So it's true. I'm not some possession you need to keep.” Alex’s grip tightened again. “It's for your safety.

Lucas stifled a laugh. “Come on, I know about sex education.” Lucas looked down at him through damp lashes. “I didn’t say stop, it's just…” “It's nothing baby,” Alex didn't want to hear anything. He cut him short, leaned, and claimed his lips again. Gently, Alex pulled away, moved to press him more securely against the tiled wall. Their mouths met again, slower, heavier now. Alex’s hand traced along Lucas’s side as if memorizing every inch, reassuring himself he was truly there with him. Lucas’s fingers slid down Alex’s back, nails grazing lightly, drawing a low exhale from him. The steam thickened, the glass fogging completely around them. The outside world had been forgotten. What was left was only heat from their bodies, their breath, and eye contact. Alex pulled back just enough to look at him, undoing his buttons at the same time. “You’re mine,” he said softly and it sounded like a promise. Lucas touched the pendant on his chest gently. A smile curled on his lip