Chapter 7.

Insane.

The next day, Dustin put on a tracksuit and long pants over it, he wouldn't suffer the same embarrassment as yesterday, and taking the initiative he looked for a coffee at Rosta again, and with his bill on his way to the property, he stopped for a moment, because there was a small pool of stagnant water on the road he was walking on and the evil came to his mind almost as if he could taste it, so, with his own hands, he grabbed a little bit of that water and poured it into his coffee, after all, that's what the heartless pervert Blake deserved to drink.

After he arrived at the property, he didn’t see the boys, he continued up the stairs like the day before, and after reaching the office he opened the door and there was his boss talking on the phone… the boy showed him the invoice, put it on the desk and left him the coffee, then sat on one of the pieces of furniture and looked at his cell phone as if he was begging for someone to send him a message, not realizing that because he was absorbed in his world, Blake drank the coffee and didn’t say anything to him at all, but after a few moments he got up and left the office in a hurry because he felt a stomach cramp that was completely abnormal for him, that was when Dustin couldn’t help, but let out a silent laugh at the act he was witnessing, this could only be defined as instant karma. 

It took Blake at least 20 minutes to get out of the bathroom and return to normal, and when he entered the office he pointed at Dustin and said: you have altered the coffee, because this kind of thing had never happened to me before, and the boy with an impressed face and innocent appearance said to him: I have never touched that coffee, in fact, I was about to suggest if you prefer that I bring it to you with cookies and pancakes too, the irony in his words made it evident that he hated it, and Blake knew that, so he said: I'm going out, bring me the briefcase, Dustin quickly went down to the interior of the mansion and when he was on the third floor he reconsidered his actions wondering: ¿where was the briefcase?, ¿Where was he taking it?, And taking out his phone he sent a message to Blake asking him those two questions, and then the answer was: go up to the office for the keys to my room and inside my room is the briefcase, the annoyed face that Dustin had, made everyone who crossed paths with him on the stairs look at him quickly move away, because now it was as if he had a storm cloud around him, so suffering and running back to the office, he entered with a grumpy face, although luckily for him, Blake was no longer there, but he had left the keys on the desk, so taking them he went down again to the third floor and continued along the second hallway to the third room which was almost at the back, and which by the way, was the largest... opening it, he was impressed by the luxury that could be breathed in that place, because this room was even much larger than the entire apartment he had, however, without giving it much importance, he took the briefcase, closed the door and went down to the parking lot where the man was talking on the phone inside the car and as soon as he saw him he hung up the call to ask him: ¿what time did I tell you to bring me the briefcase?, and the boy answered: like 5 minutes ago; and the man replied: well, then I have lost 5 million  because that is what I earn in a minute… Dustin was going to defend himself complaining that the room was practically hidden inside the mansion and that he had made him get off in vain from the beginning without speaking directly, but he kept his mouth shut and tried to remain calm when he heard the man say: ¿Are you not going to get in the car or do I have to get out and carry you like a princess so that you listen?, The boy went around the car and entered through the other door without answering anything, just like that, the car left in a hurry raising a cloud of dust that made his nose itch a little, but that itch in his nose had not been so bad, like knowing that this predator earned 1 million per minute, he had never seen time have such a high value before and now he knew it…

Without knowing where they were going, he could see that they were arriving at a small residence, which together with the surroundings, looked like a mini private paradise. The man didn't say anything and disappeared into the hallways of the place, so Dustin let out a breath; and looking at the screen of his phone, he found a message from his mother, who again told him to come home, that they could reach a middle ground if he returned, the boy didn't know what bothered him more, if his mother looking for a husband for him or putting up with the rudeness of his boss, so he decided to answer his mother with a simple message: I don't like men,  I'm not interested in a male Alpha, unless the suitor is a female Alpha, I'm not interested in coming back at home; the boy sent the message and remained silent, perhaps his mother would think about it better and find him a woman who met what he was looking for, at that moment, a notification from Blake arrived telling him to bring him a whiskey directly to the pool, the boy asked himself at what moment this crazy man arrived at the pool, and asking a woman who was passing by where the drinks bar and the pool were, she showed him that they were practically in front of that, so going out through the glass door he would find the bar and in front of the bar was a huge pool, it was impossible for him to get lost, the boy followed her instructions, and indeed, the bar was there, he poured a whiskey and when he turned around to call the boss, he saw him coming out of the water sorting out his hair, so he looked at him from head to toe as if scrutinizing his figure, but making a gesture of displeasure, he waited for his orders.

 Blake sat down without looking at him, he drank his whiskey calmly, until he asked him for a towel to dry his hair, while he told him that he would send him his itinerary for the following week, so that he would know the important things and always arrive on time, because time is something very valuable that he does not like to waste, then he fell silent and then he made a gesture with his hand and told him to go away, that he would not need him until the next day, the boy said goodbye and told him to have a nice afternoon and left practically happy not to have to see him the rest of the day; for his part, Blake narrowed his eyes as he watched him leave, something did not quite please him about that word, maybe tomorrow he would tell him not to mention it again. And when Dustin got home tired, exhausted and wanting to sleep, his mind played a trick on him as he had started to think about his boss’s half-naked and wet body and the tattoos that could be seen along with the scars, which made him look rigorous and strict in masculinity, something totally out of the ordinary; and opening his eyes the boy said to himself: damn, this is the cherry on the cake, just what I needed for today to be completely ruined… ¿What is that man doing appearing in my thoughts when I’m about to fall asleep?, Maybe this is karma for having made me spend 20 minutes in the bathroom, if so I’m paying dearly for it!…