Devon's vision went red and slammed the door, stopping the cheaters from reaching their orgasm.
Jamie blanched and withdrew himself from the stranger. "D-Devon... it's not what you t-think..." Jamie grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around him in a haste.
Jamie trembled in fear when Devon chuckled darkly and threw a dangerous glare at him, enough to get him on his knees. This is not the Devon he knew. The man in front of him looks like a monster ready to slaughter his prey.
Jamie glanced at Dominic, his lover of four years when he tried to approach the livid Devon. "D-Dom... no. Don't try to anger him--"
Devon smiled bitterly when he saw how worried Jamie was for his paramour, which just intensified his anger. He is livid and trembling with so much anger. His hands were itching to bash someone up so when Jamie's man stood up, Devon took three strides and gave the man a strong uppercut that got him unconscious.
The sound of a broken jaw and the man falling to the floor got Jamie screaming. He wanted to go to Dom's rescue but his knees were too weak and he was too terrified to move. The Devon in front of him now is the devil incarnate, with his dark expression and an evil smirk plastered on his scary face.
Devon snorted and wiggled his hurt knuckles. "Weakling," he mocked and turned to Jamie.
"How long have you been cheating on me? Three months? One year? Since the beginning?" He walked towards Jamie and looked at him with disgust.
When Jamie flinched at his sharp words, Devon's anger escalated and without any gentleness, gripped Jamie's jaw tightly, making the boy grimace. Devon realized that Jamie has been playing with him from the start, using his innocent acts to trap him and wrap him around those little fingers.
Devon leaned over the boy's ear, and Jamie's gasp did not escape Devon's hearing. "How dare you treat me like a fool, Jamie? I am kind to those who treat me well, but I am beyond monstrous to people who dare to affront and disrespect me. I guess you really want to see the monster, huh? Isn't that the reason why you played with me? To see my monstrous side?"
Jamie shook his head and tried to remove Devon's punishing grip from his jaw but the man was so strong. Tears started to flow and Jamie began to realize that karma finally caught him.
Jamie has been deceiving Devon all along. Dominic is his one and true love, but love won't keep them alive, so the two devised a plan. They will use Devon as their money cow until they have enough to start their own family. The couple knew about Devon from a friend and learned that Devon was yet to take a submissive.
Dominic and Jamie thoroughly researched Devon's type in a submissive. Jamie's innocent features and naturally sweet voice were a plus.
Every time Devon would give Jamie a gift, the latter would pretend to dislike those luxurious pieces of jewelry and expensive presents, but in the end, will accept the presents due to Devon's persistence. When Devon gave Jamie a black card, Jamie almost screamed in joy, and when Devon was not looking, informed Dominic.
However, there was a card limit that made Jamie's happiness dissipate. He almost forgot that despite Devon's opulence, the latter was very cautious and meticulous when it comes to financial matters.
Every time Jamie and Devon have sex, Jamie had to keep himself from puking with disgust, but Devon won't notice it because Jamie's so good with acting.
Any lovesick fool won't notice if they are being deceived under their noses. As long as they continue to wear their rose-colored glasses, the line between reality and fantasy remains blurry.
Devon let Jamie go and sat on the couch. He threw Jamie's clothes and ordered him to dress up, which the boy obeyed.
Jamie thought that Devon would let them go without a fuss, but he thought wrong. He then realized the consequences of provoking a dangerous predator.
"Get out and leave your lover. Oh, wait a minute. I will allow you to say your farewell to him before I send him to his death."
****
Devon sighed and chuckled bitterly. Actually, he was not heartbroken. It was just his ego talking. Well, that's what he kept reminding himself ever since he tortured that fucker and threw him far away. As a kindness on his part, he made sure that Jamie would suffer throughout his life because no one would ever hire him.
He's ruthless, so what? His relationship failure with Jamie further proves that no one would love him for who he is. They will always worship him because of his money and assets. From then on, he promised never to take any submissive-- and innocent ones at that. He will never fall in love and let himself be fooled by innocent boys who are only after his status and wealth.
Devon knew that Jamie didn't truly love him when the latter would sleep in his own room after having sex with him. Devon thought that Jamie was more comfortable in his room, but that was just an assumption.
When he ordered Jamie to get out and leave his paramour behind, the boy lost it and confessed everything in anger. How Jamie repulsed him, how Jamie was close to puking when he was with him, how Jamie tried to be the natural submissive for him-- all for money. All because of money.
Devon's grip on the glass tightened and the staff were horrified when they saw their boss's hands dripping with blood from the crushed glass. The staff frantically looked for the first-aid kit but Devon dismissed them.
He can't even feel his injured hand. Did his ability to feel pain numbed as well? For sure, he will get an earful from Stefan and Trevor about his stupidity. When he tried to stand up, Devon felt his head throbbed and his vision blurry from intoxication.
Was he drunk already? How much did he consume anyway? His question was answered when his eyes landed on the four bottles of whiskey on the counter. He can still make out the worried faces of the staff staring at his injured hand oozing with blood faster than a leaking faucet.
Devon guessed that it could be the reason why he's dizzy. Loss of blood, huh?
Devon shook his head to clear his vision and headed for the exit. He needed to go home and ignored the worried protests of his staff. But before he could wobble to the entrance, someone pulled his uninjured hand and he almost crashed into that person.
"What the fuck--"
"Mister, no bad words, please. Isn't your hand painful? I bet that stings. How did you even get that?" A sweet and gentle voice was sent to Devon's ears, making his heart stop beating and awakening every dormant cell in his body.
Devon squinted his eyes and tried to make out the person's face but he was too drunk to do that.
He wrinkled his brows and wanted to tell the person to fuck off but it looks like he overestimated his alcohol tolerance. His body swayed and became unsteady. Before he knew it, his vision spun around and dropped to the floor with a loud thud.
Devon lost his consciousness from drunkenness, loss of blood, and stupidity. Extreme stupidity.
Elijah sighed and glanced at the drunk stranger with pity and worry. He turned to the staff and he asked them to treat the stranger's wound.
"Hello! Do you know this mister? Can you help him?" The staff who were frozen in place began to move and treat their boss's wound. Elijah moved to give some room to the staff as they cleaned the wounds and put bandages on the handsome mister.
He's handsome but stupid. Why would he keep his open wound untreated?
Ryzel was right. There are weirdos in this world, but Ryzel taught Elijah to be polite and respectful. So, Elijah crouched and patted the stranger's forehead lightly.
He kind of feels bad for the stranger. Maybe, he also has some big problems. That's why he was drunk in the middle of the day, with a huge wound on his hand.
"I'm sorry for judging you, Mister. Ryzel told me that I should let people be and respect their life choices, but no matter how much you wanted to lose some blood, isn't it wiser to just go to the hospital and donate it? I don't really understand people these days." Elijah shook his head in sympathy and bid his goodbyes to the staff who were staring at him, stunned and astounded. Elijah just ignored them because what was important was that he got the job, and he can't wait to start.
He stepped out of the club with amazing news for his grammie and grandpops, but before that, he needed to buy some strawberries and apples for his grammie, and a crossword puzzle book for his grandpops.
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