Chapter 21

TATE My eyes slowly fluttered open, landing on the white, pristine ceiling. The morning sunlight reflected through the glass window, cascading its soft golden hues on the marbled floor.My head felt light. My hole felt sore and puffy, his cum now dry on my skin. The excruciating ache from last night's abuse was still there, lingering.Every muscle in my body felt weak. I couldn't feel my legs. A weak groan tore from my lips. Tears blurred my vision, rolling down my cheeks as the trauma of last night replayed in my head.I curled on one side, pressed my eyes shut and burst into tears. I whimpered quietly like never before.Two weeks ago, my life was nothing short of perfection. I had it all. Now, my life has been reduced to this.It hurts. God, it hurts so fucking much. It isn't just the pain of the burning intrusion in my ass. It's also the shame, the agony and the sick degradation of being reduced to this.I don't feel like a man anymore. There's nothing more emasculating than takin

Chapter 22

TATE Staring into his eyes, I felt my chest tighten with shame, repulsion and anger for the things that he did to me last night.I couldn't hold eye contact with him for long, so I glanced away.“Parker.” He called, his voice irritatingly gentle. “You’re awake. You must be hungry. Come sit and eat with me.”“I'm not hungry.” I said quietly, not looking up. “I'd like to go home now.” Patrick, who stood by my side, suddenly turned and left. Best guess is that this inhumane bastard has signalled him to leave.My breath grew heavier. My hands started to shake by my side. I don't think I can be alone with him.Not after last night.“Parker.” He called. “Look at me.” I didn't. I couldn't.“Parker.” He called again, his voice surprisingly gentle. “I said, look at me.” I still couldn't. Looking into those eyes replays the trauma of last night again and again in my head. It feels so suffocating.“Parker!” He barked, slamming his fist on the table, making me flinch hard. “I said, look at m

Chapter 23

PATRICK The elevator ride to the ground floor was done in silence as usual, except for the casual low hum of the elevator as it moved down.Julian, my boss, stood before me. My eyes kept flickering from the tablet in my hand to his broad back, which stretched the thick fabric of his custom-made suit.It's been five years now, and I still can't get over just how extremely perfect he was in every way possible.I still remember vividly the first day I met Julian Belmont. It was a little over five years ago, right after he had completed his hostile takeover of Belmont Holdings. The entire company was in total disarray. Nothing like I've ever seen. Board members were either fired or cowering. His father had stormed out of the building screaming threats, and while one of his two step-brothers tried to calm him down, the other was already spreading poison about him in the hallways.I was twenty-three back then and freshly out of college. I was nervous but ambitious. I was sitting in the sl

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