Alistair's POV

"Oh no baby, let me take all your pains. Come here," I said as I pulled her closer to me, our breaths meet. I crossed my arms around her body while I consoled her as she cried. Something felt strange, her body didn't seem delicate but in fact rough, hairy, and tight.

I opened my eyes haphazardly whilst rubbing it, after surveillance, I realized that it was Chace. I shoved him away from me as soon as I got back to my senses. I pushed him with my palms on his chest as he tried to come closer. "Zack, did you just see that?"

"Totally", Zack laughed at me and Chace continued coming closer.

"No baby, don't let me go. Take all my pains", he mimicked me as he marched closer with every backward step of mine. "come, baby, come ", he opened his arms towards me.

I tucked my hair back into spikes and laughed along. "You're so drunk, man", Zack passed me a bottle of lemonade.

"I'm fine now, thanks" I smiled thinking about my dream punched on Chace's stomach for mimicking me.

"Who was the lucky girl eh?" Chace looked curious as he wiggled his eyebrows.

I took a sip of the lemonade "I am not telling you about her, I'm just very attracted I guess", I concluded my statement confessing my attraction to my friends. I never lied to them about anything.

"Attracted? More or less related to the four-letter word ?" Zack arched his brows towards me.

"Love?" I disgorged the lemonade I was drinking. "No way, what the fuck. I did label it as an attraction, nothing more or less than that. I swear, maybe my sexual desires are getting uncontrollable lately", I buttoned up Zack's shirt as I stayed overnight at his place.

I never risked my life by going home at midnight, my father literally flooded umpteen amount of questions every time I showed up late. Precisely, where were you? Why are you so late? Why didn't you show up earlier? Who were you with? Did you take the driver along? He did permit me and restricted me like I was a girl. Even my girlfriends had more independence than me.

My father could possibly attach a location detector over me so that he could track me down, I am glad Mom supported me, she didn't know about my bad habits but she was well aware of my father's extra possessive nature towards his image and mine which were interlocked.

I ran towards the parking slot after taking possession of my bike's keys from Zack's drawer. I geared my bike at full speed after putting on my helmet and raced towards our mansion. I greeted the watchman "Good Morning" and marched in.

Sometimes I hated to be this rich, every servant working at my place would note down my entry and exit and would report it to their master. My father was a living dictator, the only person whom he obeyed was his queen i.e my mother but he didn't listen to my mother every time too.

"Dad's fuming out red", Mom warned me as soon as she eyed me. "My baby, did you even eat?" she ran her hands through my hair. She always considered me her little baby, she spoiled me. I loved her so much. I kissed her wrinkled yet fair skin, precisely on her cheek. She tied her platinum blonde hairs tightly and kept her focus on me as she directed the servant to bring breakfast for me.

"Oh the king is here, Where were you last night. Your Highness", Dad canceled the phone call as soon as he projected me in front of him, he was being sarcastic and I was very well aware of this fact. He was well suited, his hair was really short as he liked it decent. His fair skin showed perfectly in his royal blue suit due to his trimmed beard.

"Dad", I let my brain cells think about an excuse "Good morning, Dad", I switched the topic the other way round, he was the only person who scared me. No, I wasn't scared actually, it was merely my respect from him that curtailed me to back the answer. Lies always worked, my whole life was a lie.

"Do not trick me, son, I need an answer", my dad was smarter and way more cunning than me.

To be honest I was having sex with a girl. I was so stunned by her beauty that I had to have a hangover to get over it. No dad, It wasn't Alistair's fault, it was Arnold's fault. Do not expect me to live my life as per your expectations.

"Uh, Dad. I was a bit caught up socially in a really holy place", I lied. The place was definitely holy for people who worshiped bodies.

"Since when did you start taking interest in it?" he questioned stretching my answer.

"I was always so interested in it", a smile escaped my lips. I was definitely interested in that place.

He tightened his tie "Then why didn't you take the driver along? I'm assuming you're lying", his eyebrows arched and he folded his hands waiting for my reply.

"I'm not lying father", I instinctively replied.

"Son, you're my only heir for this wealth", he placed his hand on my shoulder "I want you to serve the society and maintain family dignity like how I continued the tradition from your late grandfather, 'Dickman', you hold to that last name. It'll give you strength and domination in and around wherever you are or will go "

I brushed my hair in confusion upon his expectations as I didn't really understand where that lecture come from, "I'll try father ".

"I've 3 months until retirement, I want you to have a good reputation socially so that you're been elected next ", he patted me on my shoulder "And my goodness I mean real good. You've to stop doing whatever is considered wrong in the eyes of the public. This is your one last warning or I've to appoint a bunch of bodyguards and an etiquette manager to take up your responsibility. "

"No father, don't you--" he cut me off.

"I can do whatever I want as long as I have and want power. Your childish and foolish mistakes won't be avoided next time. Make sure you change for good or else I know how to change bad boys into good", he was being bossy and dominant.

"For Lord's sake father. I'm 24. Two and four. You can't impose restrictions on me like I'm a 4-year-old", I offended.

"Then act like you're 24. Find yourself a good reputed girl and ask her hand in marriage. A complete family man attracts more eyes than a pedophile bachelor"

"What if I didn't?" I interrogated looking into his eyes.

"I'll have to find my daughter-in-law then", he laughed at my face. No, it wasn't amusing, in fact scary. Mom consoled me with her expressions and calmed me down every time my pitch got loud.

"I already had my breakfast, thanks ", I rejected the servant which came towards me with a tray full of breakfast. I did lie, I was in no mood to eat. My father sufficed my hunger with his taunts already. I marched upstairs, yanked my towel from my closet as I paved the way towards the bathroom for a shower.

I soaped my tight muscular body and rubbed it intensely leaving the scent of the soap on my body. Scents attracted girls, right?

I spiked my dark brown hair after drying them, I decided to keep my look casual so I selected a tight v necked white t-shirt and paired it with toned denim. I complimented my look with white shoes. "You look dope", I looked into my dark brown eyes as I complimented my reflection in the mirror.

Quickly observing my father's absence around my house I trailed off. I accelerated my bike at top speed as I took a halt at Zack's place. Zack was a son of a successful businessman, his parents were away from the city half the time. Chace was his first cousin so they stayed together. I envied them so much as in a life in which they had all the liberty, I had none.

I kept half of my belongings at Zack's place like t-shirts, jeans, shoes, liquor bottles, and a pack of condoms. I left unnecessary items like suites, newspapers, and books in my room.

"Let's go back to where we went yesterday after finishing our dinner in some hookah lounge", I had a thing for hookah, I never did cigarettes. I never wanted to try them too.

"Someone's horny", Chace grinned "Maybe we should exchange our partners, I guess Alistair's sex slave was legendary on the bed. He was murmuring about her all night. I want her for tonight"

"Shut the fuck up, I'll have her for tonight", Zack debated with Chace as he brought forward his conclusion for having the girl.

"No one's having her except me", a smile escaped my lips as I saw her face the moment I closed my eyes, Damn I wanted to touch her again so badly " I dare you guys, do not bed her. I am going to be with her. I, okay?" I commanded after all I had my father's genes running in my blood.

"I am not coming then, I'll find myself a girl in the club who'll agree to bed me. That way I'll have someone who'll be pretty much classier than a local whore. That building haunts me anyway, there's a kind of negativity around that place. I suggest you guys join me", Zack jumped on his bed as he logged in to his skype account.

"You can't label someone a 'local whore'", I was offended by his words.

He flipped his laptop's screen as he pushed his attention towards me "Oh, so Mr future politician taking stands for the whore. Local whores", he extended the word 'whore' way too much. I hit him with his cushion as hard as I could.

"Fuck you", I cussed.

"Come fuck me, totally gay for you", he chortled with laughter and Chace accompanied him.

"I am with you Dick-man", Chace always had this habit of breaking my last name into two and making it sound like a bad word. "Yo brother!" I hugged him as Zack started Skyping with his girlfriend. Probably, his ATM machine. He was rich enough but he liked looting his girl monetarily and physically.

In a while, I reached upon one of the town's famous hookah lounges, I pulled over from the pipe releasing small puffs in a circle. I was expertise in smoking hookah, the fragrance of kiwi mint traveled across my mouth and refreshed my mind.

"Look at that flower", Chace pointed out towards the right where a girl sat with her girlfriends. She wasn't really beautiful but curvy enough to blow one's mind.

The flower was our group's code word whenever we meant 'a sexy girl'. "Give me 5 mins and you'll have her number", I stood upright.

"No, I want her to myself. Not for you. ", Chace pulled me back again

"Then let's go together", I initiated while he walked behind me. "Can we join ladies? ", I smirked tucking my T-shirt in my denim.

"Sure you can", the girl who caught our attention replied.

"I'm Al-", I paused" Alistair and he's Chace Sullivan "

I'm Chloe, she smiled at me and then at Chace. I kissed her cheek and stated "Nice to meet you", Chace eyed me angrily but who cares?

"Can I have your phone?" she questioned.

"Of course", I passed my phone to her. She simply saved her contact number with her name. I knew she would, good looks always worked. People always claimed "Don't go on looks but on the heart", but were the first to disregard it. Looks always mattered to everyone.

"I'll call you then", I asked the waiter for the bill and I paid for both the tables including ours and the girl gangs. It triggered my self-respect and ego every time a girl paid in front of a boy.

I left the place bidding them farewell. "I'm not forgiving you, I liked her man", Chace's face showed fifty shades of annoyance

"I'll pass you the contact. Stop sobbing like a heartbroken girl now", I winked. I just tried on her so as to console myself that I didn't really lose my charm as Evelyn made me feel really ugly.

As soon as I reached the building, I raced in. It was an old building not very furnished and 30 minutes away from the city. Not very people knew about its existence, I wonder how Chace found about it.

I saw people in their 30's, 40's, and 50's, a bit way too old to have sex with girls who were half their age or probably their daughter's age.

I marched towards the counter with long steps, Chace certainly followed. The same old lady greeted me with a cunning smile. "So you couldn't really resist her Sweetheart?" she popped his spectacles on his head as she gazed at me.

I decided not to answer the question so I kept a straight face. "I want the same girl, Miss Evelyn, precisely"

"How about this one?" she showed me a picture of a semi-naked girl. She had curves that complimented her beautiful face.

"No actually, I want the same one as yesterday. Chace can have her", I brushed my hair back.

"Miss Evelyn is engaged at the moment, you've to wait", she winked.

"Engaged?" I questioned instinctively. Was she having her time with someone else? Was she looking at him? Was she reciprocating his moves? Was she this rude only with me? A tsunami of questions waved across my mind.

I couldn't ask the lady right away about Evelyn's dry behavior last night, she may harass her or even torture her which I didn't want, no matter how much I was intrigued to ask.

"I'll wait outside her cell-room then", I punched my opinion on her. Chace left for the other girl's room while I took small steps along the hallway of the second floor, the building was small with 3 cell rooms on each floor. They were similar to a cell in jail as they only had one single bed. There was no window so no light ever passed in any room.

I waited outside her room wondering in the corridors for about an hour. A man in his mid 40's closed the door as he tightened his tie. I wanted to rip him apart for touching someone I fantasized about.

The situation wasn't in my control at the moment but I wanted it to be. I knocked on the door waiting for permission but I shoved it in myself as soon as I got no reply.

Evelyn lay on the bed with her eyes closed, she was semi-naked. I tucked her hair back and watch her sleep peacefully. She was so amazed after looking at my face after opening her eyes that she shrieked in fear.

"Shush", I kept my hands on her lips as she tried to punch me away-

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