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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.

"And to your request, no." My father's jaw tightened. "Roman," he warned. His tone was low and threatening, something I was used to since childhood. "You will listen to me and you are going to end this relationship and you are going to end it today. Or I am going to make sure everyone knows what you did eight years ago to him. I will release the files I gave to you myself with a press statement. I will tell the world that my son destroyed an innocent boy's life for his own selfish reason of being homophobic and he is now dating the said boy."

Was any of that following my instructions? "And after you contracted an STD and intentionally passed it on to me… Was that what I wanted, too?" My words grew a collective wave of shocked murmurs. "Good grief. What is wrong with this son? He ruins his life and drags his father down with him. That's an ingrate, through and through." "Don't even get me started. Caleb is completely blinded by lust." "I think the father must've been driven past his limit to file for a legal severance. If it were my son, I would've disowned him the moment his thug girlfriend beat my wife into the ICU."

"We are all aware about what happened some months ago and how one of us went astray, and tried to harm one of our friends. It hurt me when I heard that he also murdered his own father because he was an LGBT. Not only that, he also tried to injure some and threatened them into doing things against their wills. Why? Because he thought being a gay or lesbian or bi or trans was a sin. He confessed he killed his father because he was ashamed of his sexaulity. He told his mother that he erased her husband's existence because he dared to love someone else than her. "His mother was extremely shocked and hurt when she heard it. She cried and when I met her, she shared with me her surprise. Because sh

He matched forward and dragged his son by the collar, pushing him to the nearby wall hard that he knocked down the picture family frame that hung there. “Tell me you ain't gay”. Jasper's dad yelled. He was on top of his voice, and this made Simon shudder in fear at how homophobic jasper's dad was. “Dad”. Jasper stuttered, but before he could complete the sentence, he was slapped by his father. Jasper held his cheek, which was stinging with pain. “Yes, I'm gay Dad, if you want to kill me, then go ahead and kill me, the boy behind you is my boyfriend and I love him so very much”. Jasper cried as he explained.

Kevin frowned, pulled over to the curb, unbuckled her seat belt, and hugged her to his chest. "Kate, don't think too much, your father just can't accept this for a while, after all, you are his biological son, he won't be heartless." Kate sighed, "Forget it, we'll do it later." Ever since her father found out about her homosexuality, he has always been agitated and declared that he wants to break off relations with him. He had never felt that her father was such a stubborn person, only this time, she really didn't know how to convince her father.

"I went to see her, and Caroline found out. I needed some time to think things through; I just wanted to clear my head. Caroline was never supposed to find out about this." "What were you thinking about?" he asked, looking at me strangely. "Why are you even here?" I avoided answering his question. "My father," he replied, his expression hardening. I knew the relationship between him and his father was troubled. They never saw eye-to-eye. His father wasn't prepared for his only son to be gay. It was something they saw as unacceptable. I was the first person he told about his sexuality, and I didn't judge him, I kind of figured it out already.

"Who did that? It's AI! Someone's trying to slander me!" "That's right!" his parents defended him. "Our son's about to have a baby with Yvonne. How could he possibly be gay?"

At that moment, everything clicked into place. The son of a bitch was gay, and I'm sure the five times we had sex in a year must have been a martyrdom for him. Sitting there, I reviewed everything we’d experienced in our 1 year and 8 months relationship; I saw all the lies, and until this moment, I can't wrap my head around how he could be so petty. He certainly only married me because of his parents; his father is a prejudiced man, and many times at family gatherings, he has said he would rather have a dead son than a gay son. Stephan certainly saw the perfect opportunity in me.