All Chapters of Hi, Boyfriend!: Chapter 11 - Chapter 17

Damien Voss"Tony Drill." I read the name on the document my father had given me for the fifth time, anger settling in the pit of my stomach as I bit down on my knuckles.When Viktor handed me the order, I didn’t expect the task to be this difficult. How could he send me to kill Tony?"That old fucker!" I cursed under my breath, staring at the peaceful face in the photo.Tony was my father’s boyfriend once—yes, boyfriend. None of us—me or my brothers—knew that side of Viktor until Mom died. Turned out Dad was gay all along and only used Mom to have children.As the eldest, I found out first. I was only twelve when Dad brought Tony home after Mom’s death. It hadn’t even been a month. Tony was good to me and my brothers—to the point I almost called him "Dad."Almost.Dad wasn’t a gentleman, judging by his work. Tony didn’t know who Dad really was until five years into their relationship. When he found out, he threatened to leave. Dad didn’t want that.Dad turned aggressive—almost killed

Jordan HayesI filled a glass with water and walked out of the kitchen into the living room. Carlos was sitting on the floor, patting the little white cat we’d rescued on our way back. I walked over and handed him the cup."Here," I said.Carlos took the glass, tilted his head, and pressed it to his lips. He took a light sip before setting it down. He kept playing with the cat, not saying a word.I sat beside him on the floor, took his free hand, and asked, "Are you okay, Carl?"Carlos shuddered. He stayed like that for a few seconds before shrugging."I'm fine. Why do you think I'm not?"There we go again. Something told me he wasn’t okay, but I didn’t want to push. He would tell me whatever was going on when he was ready, at his own pace."Nah. You just look…" I waved a hand vaguely toward his face. "You look a little down.""Well, it might be because I feel bad for the poor cat," he mumbled. Within three seconds he looked at my face, my lap, then back at the cat.I nodded. He had a

Jordan HayesWaking up to an empty space beside me on the bed each morning, after Carlos had come over to my place, was no longer a new thing. But I didn’t know why I was feeling a pang of sadness this morning when I woke up to find Carlos gone.Last night, before we went to bed, Carlos had told me he was sick and tired of his father and that he would love to move in with me — just for a short term.Even though he wouldn’t tell me why he suddenly wanted to move out of his father’s house after refusing to leave all this while, it made me wonder just how bad things were for him at home.I was indebted to Carlos for everything he had done for me when I had newly sent out from home. So, I had decided to help him in every way I could. And if moving in with me was the only way I could help, then I had no reason to deny him that grace.I could do with a roommate, and what made it even more appealing was that my roommate would be none other than my best friend.“I hope he’s okay,” I groaned

 Jordan Hayes Two things I loved the most today — if you take out the surprise kiss I got from Damien earlier — was that we were having a good business day, and most of the customers were those who knew nothing about makeup.  I loved helping new people get familiar with the colorful world of makeup. I always loved the delightful look they always pulled on whenever I showed them that there were more to makeup than just mascara and lipstick.    This guy that was with me right now, Dave, came here to get makeup for his girlfriend as a gift and he knew little to nothing about makeup.    He had been following me around the store for the past thirty minutes as I showed him different things he could get for his girlfriend and she would love it.