Chapter 34: Who’s The Bitch Now!!!
Adrian's animosity towards Andrew started growing with fiery fervour with each passing day. Not only Andrew he was sick and tired of his whole family, the more his parents dotted on Andrew, the more Adrian's bitterness grew. Like his parents his five siblings clearly preferred Andrew over him. The glow in his brothers' and sisters' eyes whenever they spotted Andrew was a stab in his heart. The same glow dulled into indifference when Adrian was around. It was always Andrew this, Andrew that.
Why couldn't anyone see that it was all Andrew's act? Why couldn't no one realise how cruel he was. Andrew was the one who alienated him from his family. If he didn't exist Adrian could have received all the affection and attention of his family. But no one seemed to get that. Everyday he returned home to find Andrew helping with his sibling's homework, playing with them, watching movies with them or Adrian would wake up only to see Andrew wearing apron helping their mom in the kitchen discussing current politics with their father.
Not only his family the neighbours also seemed to be besotted with him. If someone needed any help Andrew was always there. If anyone was in any kind of trouble they first remembered Andrew and he never returned anyone with disappointment. But all of those acts were a farce, Adrian was sure of it. But he didn't know how to prove it yet.
The day the story of the Bishop Heiress dating a common man got leaked Adrian finally saw a ray of light. The media started to brutally troll Estella's choice calling Andrew money hungry leech. On the outside Adrian showed concern for his brother but he was jubilant on the inside. It became difficult for them to venture outside without being accosted by they media. Everywhere they went they were hounded by the paparazzis much to Adrian's satisfaction.
The reporters when couldn't reach the family anymore started troubling the neighbours. It seemed the whole nation wanted to know more about Andrew. Then suddenly they wheels started to turn. The media which once painted Andrew as a scum, who trapped Estella started to sing an entirely different tune.
Suddenly the newspaper started gushing about how kind Andrew was, how he was always extending a helping hand to those is need, how much devoted he was towards his family. The media also pointed out how Estella was Andrew's first love despite being approached by many. Soon their whirlwind affair was turned into some romantic fairy tale and to Adrian's utter frustration Andrew became kind of a celebrity.
The movie hall was completely full. The film was yet to start and the screen displayed product promotions and snippets of upcoming films. Damien and Liam took their seats in the secluded VIP area at the extreme back which was arranged for Damien and Liam. The whole row was empty except for them. His bodyguards had already inspected the seats prior and now stood behind them along with Smith.
"Why are they standing like that?" Whispered Liam in Damien's ears.
The close proximity in the semi dark movie hall was already making Damien hard. It was both concerning and hilarious as Damien rutted into Liam just that morning. Hilarious because Damien seemed to have turned into a horny teenager who couldn't keep his blood from rushing into his cock in unlikely situations and concerning because, well, he couldn't keep his blood from rushing into his cock whenever Liam was near him.
Damien was not delusional. He knew his libido was higher than normal men. It was because anger and resentment was the only known emotions to him. And sex was the singular way to channel the pent up bitterness in his heart. The more cruel he was in bed, the more intense his orgasm was. But with Liam it slowly became different.
"They are supposed to stay there, its their job." Said Damien answering Liam's question watching the boy chewing his plump lower lips. It was a telltale sign of Liam thinking something.
"What's going on in that pretty little head of yours?" Asked Damien curious.
"Well, the movie is almost for three hours, will you please ask them to sit? They have already checked the place right? So… so can they sit?" Asked Liam a little anxious. "You don't plan to make them stand for the whole duration of the movie right?"
"I… I never told them to stand for three hours, did I tell you to stand for three hours?" Damien asked turning back, his tone challenging as if daring them to say otherwise.
"No sir!" Came replies in unison.
"Sit, wherever you want" said Damien. "See, I told them, they could sit."
"Thanks" said Liam smiling in appreciation.
Damien felt his chest swell with pride. These confusing sentiments were messing with his head. The desire to please someone who was insignificant a month ago was surreal. Turning back again he saw his body guards took their places surreptitiously looking at each other. Only Smith looked extra jubilant.
Damien didn't mean to bring Smith with him to his so called 'date', but he was nervous, though he would die before admitting it. Also he was used to having Smith around him wherever he went and dumping his problems on him. But now looking at his P.A he felt irritation. Whenever Smith looked at him in those all knowing eyes he felt too uneasy. It was like Smith could read his emotions. Even then as their eyes met Smith gave him an innocent smile while his eyes danced in mischief. Damien glared at his insolent secretary.
Damien was a name of terror amongst his people. They trembled in his presence. But it seemed his carefully build image was shattering. Soon the rest of the few empty seats were occupied as people settled in their respective seats. Two huge buckets of popcorn, sandwiches and different snacks were delivered to Damien and Liam.
"Oh! I don't think I will be able to finish these," said Liam, looking at Damien through his large thick lashes. "Can I share these with them?"
"Huh!" Questioned Damien completely enamoured by those brown orbs, failing to grasp what Liam said.
"Okay, then can you help me pass these?" Said Liam mistakenly thinking Damien had given consent. He himself started to divide the snacks keeping just enough for both him and Damien. "Here hold these please," he said passing Damien few snacks.
Damien quietly got up from his seat and started to pass those snacks to his guards just as Liam wanted. The guards stood up quickly, startled and embarrassed as they looked at their boss serving them with awe. Jacob's mouth was agape, even Luke who was generally without expressions looked curious. Only when his eyes met with Smith he saw the man smirking at him with that all knowing eyes. Damien would have been furious and out for his blood but the happy and glowing face of a teenage boy made his heart thump in an erratic beats. And he was in a rare mood to even forgive murder.
The movie started as they were settling back in their seats. It was an action flick with superheroes wearing cape. The story was pretty common emphasising the victory of good over evil. The movie was not bad but Damien was too engrossed in Liam's expression to concentrate.
For the last couple of weeks Liam had been at a little ease with him. He was still shy and his cheeks painted rosy whenever Damien teased him. He was still naive having no clue about any kind of sexual jests. He was still extremely afraid of him and trembled like a leaf whenever Damien was in a bad mood. But they had began to converse. They ate most of their meals together, sometimes they swam together if Damien had any cancelled meetings or if he could manage to dodge one. Every night post coitus they started to get to know each other and spoke about trivial matters for hours. Of course Damien couldn't share much with Liam but he felt strangely light and happy as he discussed about all the petty things that came to his mind.
Inside the dark movie hall watching the movie Liam could feel Damien's presence like an electric current. No matter how many times they fucked the sexual tension between them was always there making them too aware of each other. The slightest touch, the innocent brushing of fingers, the nudge of Damien's leg against Liam made him too fidgety making him difficult to concentrate on the movie. Cruel Damien was somehow familiar to him but this gentle and passionate Damien confused his mind sending wrong signals to his body.
The movie Smith chose was one of his favourite genre. He loved super hero movies and despite being too aware of Damien he was enjoying the movie. There were a lot of jump scares and when the half mutated villain suddenly appeared Liam gasped out of fear unconsciously clutching Damien's hand.
As soon as the gasp left Liam's mouth the whole auditorium started gasping together loud enough to make Liam flinch. Confused he looked at Damien who again looked too happy and proud. Liam couldn't see the other audiences' faces under the too little light but his confusion grew more and more as every time Liam reacted the crowd started mimicking his expressions. If he laughed, the crowd jeered with him, if he gasped the crowd did the same, if he sniffled at some emotional scenes the crowd positively started bawling. Even Damien looked troubled at that point. But what Liam couldn't understand was why Damien was throwing murderous glance at Smith who tried to make himself as small as he could almost melting himself in the seats.
Before Liam could open his mouth to ask Damien about the sheer weirdness of the situation Damien cupped his face and placed a tender kiss on his lips as if to distract him. Initially Damien indeed wanted to divert Liam's mind from the awkward situation created by his moron P.A, but when Liam obediently opened his lips granting Damien access to his mouth Damien couldn't help but deepen the kiss.
He dragged Liam closer to him and started to suck his plump lips lost in the caramel flavour from the popcorn. He could feel Liam's breathing was getting erratic, his heartbeats increasing as he tangled his fingers in Damien's hair trying to bring him closer.
A surge of arousal hit Damien at a full force. It was as if he was pouring all his pent up longing into the kiss. No matter how many times he kissed this boy it was never enough. He wanted ravage him, own him, he had never wanted anything so much that he was mindless with it, throwing all his rationality away. He felt like a faucet with a broken handle, once opened, it couldn't be stopped.
"Liam, baby….I want you, I want you so much" Damien whispered in Liam's ears in between the kisses watching Liam's glazed eyes drunk with pleasure. The boy was too sensitive. Damien's slightest touch was successful in melting the boy pliant in his arms. His eyes always reflected fear and arousal together making Damien unbearably hard. Slowly he started nibbling his ears and started to give paper light kisses towards his neck as Liam shuddered.
Buzzing with electrified tension Damien almost drew Liam in his lap and licked his already there hickey with possessive delight. Liam moaned softly forgetting the time and place as he was too lost to make his brain function properly. As soon as the sound left Liam, at least fifty voices moaned near them. Soon the rest of the crowd picked up the sound and the whole auditorium echoed with erotic moaning sound.
"Wh..what's happening?" Asked Liam trying to hide himself in Damien's chest. His face turned bright red due to the rush of adrenaline and sheer embarrassment.
"That's it, I will kill you Smith…you are a dead meat", roared Damien clutching Liam fiercely to his chest.
"I .. I…its not my fault sir, I tried my best…. I didn't have much time…. You have to understand…. Please don't kill me…" said Smith hyperventilating.
"K…kill?" Asked Liam suddenly afraid. He writhed in Damien's lap trying to look at him.
"Why would you do that?" Asked Liam, his tone accusatory. "Smith is nice… he is my friend" he said furrowing his brows. Well its not entirely true as they rarely shared much conversations but in that dark manor he was sure one of the few smiling faces Liam saw.
"Yeah Liam, tell him that. Don't let him kill your friend." Said Smith looking at Liam pleading.
Damien sighed. He was beginning to realise he couldn't do anything to hurt Liam anymore. He couldn't bear to see distress in the boy's eyes. And in order to keep them bright and sparkling he had to bend himself to his will.
"Let's go out, shall we? The movie is almost finished anyway. You may watch it again at home." Said Damien as he grasped Liam's hand and walked out with a very confused Liam. Damien watched with a frustrated sigh as half of the crowd also left the hall in their pursuit.
Once outside Liam sensed something was wrong. One, the fellow audiences behaved really weirdly as if almost copying him. Why would they do that?
Two, Damien seemed to be agitated with Smith for some reasons known only by the two of them. He had seen Smith and Damien communicate surreptitiously when they thought he was not looking.
A surge of jealousy passed through him making him irrationally moody. There was no need and reason for him to feel like this. Damien never indicated that he wanted anymore from Liam other than being his fuck toy. And Liam would have to be a fool to forget his first week within Damien. The cruelty he was subjected to would forever be etched in his heart. So this sudden feeling of covetousness was laughably absurd. Controlling his emotions Liam approached a highly anxious Smith.
"What's going on? Why is Damien threatening you?" Liam whispered in his ears.
"If I tell you he will surely…." Began Smith. Then suddenly a new idea struck his head. Raising his voice almost howling he blabbered "poor me… I did everything I was told, I have tried to make you happy…. I even had to make fifty calls in fifteen minutes, but still I am being berated, can you imagine Liam what will happen to my family if I die? I am the sole bread winner."
"Oh! Please don't cry! I am sure there is misunderstanding. Why would Damien suddenly want to hurt you?" Saying this he turned at Damien his lips pursed as he looked at the man with a reproachful glance.
Damien rolled his eyes. He must admit that his P.A was one cunning shit. He was deliberately giving out hints to Liam to draw his interest by throwing out words like 'made fifty calls', 'tried to make you happy' so that Damien would be flustered and would try to drive the conversation in a different direction sparing him. Hmmm! he definitely should increase his remuneration. Damien appreciated Smith's craftiness. He was a fox himself, skilled in deceit and he knew Smith was an asset.
He never planned to truly kill Smith, he might have broken a leg or cut a finger but never kill. Damien also knew Liam would be upset if anything happened to Smith.
Sighing he said, "I will not kill your friend, happy now?"
Liam didn't directly answer, instead he asked, "but why were you angry with him to begin with? Does it have to do anything with the people's weird reactions and behaviour?"
When Damien didn't answer Liam felt dejected. Why would Damien even bother telling him anything? He was a nobody after all. Just a body which Damien was currently using as his release. Upset, his lips started wobbling as he tried to keep the tears of disappointment at bay.
"Fuck!" Stated Damien clearly frustrated. Last thing he wanted today was to make Liam upset. It seemed he would have to cut a couple of fingers not just one off Smith.
He quickly hugged Liam to him. "Don't cry baby, I will tell you whatever you wanna know. Let's get inside the car."
As a distressed Liam was guided by Damien towards their car, Smith wiped his fake tears and smirked.
"You are whipped Mr. Boss, who's the bitch now, huh!" He laughed.
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