Xavier had been angst and in a terrible mood for days and his secretary and PA will bear witness to that. Let's just say they have been on the receiving end of his wrath and bad side lately, you'll pity them. He wouldn't even blame them if they call it a quit and resign. 

He hadn't slept well for days, you could literally see deep ugly bags under his eyes. He couldn't stop thinking about it. About him. 

'Silver'

When the possibility that Silver could be blackmailed into all this, into using his body to get the contract signed, giving him a blow job and practically agreeing to be his pet, his whore. He felt so disgusted with himself. So ashamed. 

How could he have believed a well respected and astounded man and CEO of a very powerful successful company would suddenly sell his company without any important reason.

He let the young CEO give him a BJ. The more he thought about it, the more he hated himself. He should have talked to him and reasoned with him until he understood what was going on instead of behaving like a horny man in heat. 

Silver did that to him. When he was close, he could barely put his words together much less think. Silver turned him gay. He hadn't really bothered much about his sexuality, to be precise he hadn't given it any thought.

He wasn't into relationships. He did lots of night stands, broke so many hearts and dated once in a blue, all with women. With Silver it was different, he began to notice it when they'd attend an important occasional events, red carpet or award events and he won't fail to notice him which wasn't hard because Silver always dressed to impress. 

Always standing out and outshining everyone in the room that always got everyone who couldn't mind their business talking and a lot of people always waited for him the next time he attended any event to see what he wore. 

But that wasn't it whenever he attended any of those events he kept watching out for when Silver arrived or when he got so carried away with staring at Silver and watching his every move anytime he enters a room  or an event he himself attended that he forgets his date even exists. He could remember when he went for award night that his date Corinne, no Daphne or is it Sasha, whatever her name was walked out on him but not without giving him a slap for being an unattentive company and ditching her most of the night. 

Well he didn't blame her, but it wasn't his fault entirely Silver had to walk in fashionably late looking so hot and sexy in red, nice v shaped shirt leaving most of his delicious pale chest out in the open, long curly silver hair pulled up and French styled with a long strands falling off at the sides of his face. He was left breathless and couldn't look away, let's just say without knowing he'd left his date and had stalked Silver throughout that night watching him move, eat, socialize with people, smile and laugh that made his heart melt. That must have been the day Silver toke notice of him and might have considered him as weird because he may or may not have been caught because he wasn't really a very discreet stalker.

Back then he had pushed his feelings aside as been merely intrigued by Silver but that changed after that night at the club. He had made a guilt trip to the club to chill and relax with friends since they have been bugging him for weeks for being a workaholic and for not spending anymore time with them. There he saw Silver to his surprise because Silver rarely went anywhere that he'll be seen by the public unless it was a very important event. 

Silver was dancing. His movements sensual and graceful. Silver was a great dancer, he couldn't stop staring with his mouth wide open. Feeling hot and bothered, it didn't help that the clothes Silver wore was provocative, transparent shirt that reveals his plump ripe pink nipples and very tight black skinny jeans that hugged his ass. 

Already feeling a little hazy and tipsy from the few shots of vodka, tequila and any other drinks he could get his hands on trying to keep himself contained and he was very sure his friends noticed he was acting weird because he wasn't really paying any mind to their conversation or not already making out with some girl or gone to get a quickie which wasn't hard because most of girls were ready and willing which you can tell from the way they looked at him with want in their eyes. 

He wasn't looking at them tho. His eyes were focused in front of him on the dance floor and not straying away even for a moment as he watched Silver dance to the beat of every music that played looking really drunk and wasted. His eyes twitched in anger and pure jealousy when some girls and boys began to dance with him, touching him. He knew Silver wouldn't have let them lay their hands on him if he was sober. 

Well he wasn't able to contain his rage when one of them, a hot looking man from the group was able to get so close to him they were practically grinding on each other. Before he knew it he was on dance floor shoving the man away from Silver and almost punched the life out of him if Silver hadn't dragged him by the hand pulling him close and continues dancing. 

It shocked the hell out of him, he wondered how much Silver had drank. He was very sure Silver didn't recognize him and he didn't expect him to. At that moment he made a choice and decides to really let go and go with the flow of things since he had been wishing to spend time with Silver even if it was for a few minutes. 

They danced, all over each other, touching and grinding against each other more like him touching Silver everywhere he could get his hands which he didn't waste any time getting his hands on Silver' nipples he'd been ogling all night while Silver grinds on him with his back to him and Silver' hands circled back around his neck with head falling back and resting on his shoulder. Through out their hot dance he could shameless say he'd been spotting a hard-on.

Forgetting about his friends he spent the night with Silver, not in the way you think dirty minds. That night he discovered he wasn't just intrigued by Silver, he wanted him in ways that wasn't pure, ways he hadn't wanted anyone. He needed him. Silver turned him gay or was he just silver-sexual. 

That night was fun but what happened the next morning wasn't. The magazines didn't waste anytime in publishing about the whole club event, down from the scene he caused when he pushed that man to the sexual hot pictures of him and Silver dancing. God his hands had been under Silver' shirt touching his nipple; the soft bud. 

Of course the magazine didn't forget to add all other provocative pictures, no form of pity for invading their privacy, why would they anyway Silver was there and celebs don't have privacy. It was scandalous. The whole city was in a uproar, everyone wanted to know if Silver was gay which he wondered about as well and the identity of who caused a scene at the club and got a chance to dance the night away with Silver, who was also seen leaving the club with Silver. They also wanted to know if the man was Silver' boyfriend. 

It wasn't pretty. Silver never revealed anything about that night nor answered their questions about him being gay even when they tried cornering him with the questions when he did interviews.

Even if Silver wanted to tell the public he was sure he can't because he couldn't have remembered much of that night since he was so wasted nor know he was the one he spent it with because he had wore disguise to the club; he didn't want anyone to recognize him or fans and paps to know where he was. He wanted to have fun and relax without being judged or disturbed. 

Those months had been the most scary and terrifying months of his life; an absolute nightmare. He woke up everyday with that heavy and scared feeling he had been found out, that someone finally recognized him from the videos or pictures but surprisingly no one has till now. The only people who knew were his friends. 

He wondered what Silver thought about him now after he signed the contract just to have Silver be his whore. He didn't like it one bit, Silver must hate him now or must be disgusted by him for what he did. He had come to realization that he never wanted Silver as just sex buddies, he wanted more. He already has feelings for him. He likes Silver and he wants something, anything with him. 

For two terrible weeks he did what he always did when he didn't want to face something, he hides like a coward. He made sure he stayed very far away from Silver and anywhere he would see him, accidentally nor mistakely see him. His reserve and restraint would fall so fast he wouldn't see it coming and he'd probably do something he'll regret later.

It hadn't been easy staying away because the devil at his left shoulder and his body keeps tempting him to give in and go look for Silver, make him sign their contract he had already put up and compiled. Then they'd probably end up fucking their brains out after that, he hoped. 

A/N

Now that's a long ride into Xavier' mind. This chapter was written so you can understand more about Xavier and give a Lil insight on the relationship between the two in the past and now. 

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