Chapter 258
A pair of eyes stared at Cross in admiration as he worked behind the counter.
He ignored them and kept wiping one glass after the other, his mind occupied with his own thoughts.
A voice cleared behind Cross's admirer, causing them to startle and snap their heads around in shock and fear.
"Ah, boss..." Baby chuckled nervously, smiling widely.
Nicholas regarded the girl with an exhausted look, "Baby, I'm really trying to believe that I only pay you to swoon over men." He sighed with a shake of his head.
Baby smitthed her palms over her skirt, shaking her head in refusal, "No, boss. You're wrong. I just came to ask Cross when he'll be leaving tonight." She lied, glancing at Cross, who looked unconcerned with whatever was happening in front of him.
"Last warning, Baby. If I ever catch you swooning over men again, I'd have to take some major actions. Are we clear?" Nicholas questioned with a raised brow.
Baby nodded, "Yes, sir. It won't happen again, ever." She saluted him and ran off.
"That's what she said when Zeno worked here, too," He murmured, sighing.
He looked up and found Cross still wiping a particular glass, lost in his thoughts.
He moved over to the counter and knocked gently on it, "Knock, knock." He said quietly.
Cross slowly turned his face to Nicholas, his face remaining expressionless.
"Alright, that's already squeaky clean," Nicholas took the glass away from Cross's hand and gently placed it down on the counter.
"Come on out, let's sit," Nicholas tilted his head to the small door by the corner of the bar counter.
Without speaking, Cross walked out of the counter, standing by Nicholas's side.
"What do you want, Nicholas?" Cross questioned with a frown.
Nicholas took his hand and led him forward to sit down.
This has been their routine for a week plus now since Cross came to spend his time in Nicholas's club.
Nicholas would drag him out from the counter, and then he would pick up where he left off in telling Cross about Zeno's story when they had fled to Paris.
As Cross sat down beside Nicholas, he faced Nicholas squarely and said, "I don't want to hear about how I'm supposed to keep my heart open for Andre just like Zeno did for my cousin. Their base is totally different. At least, Sebastian never cheated on Zeno. He was just trying to protect him." He stated.
Nicholas nidded, "Maybe -"
"Maybe what? Andre was also trying to protect me?" Cross scoffed, "From what? Hurting my ass if he fucked me? That's why he decided to fuck someone else, to protect me from the pain... yeah, that's understandable." He chuckled dryly.
"You know what? How about you open your heart to Ezra when he comes and tells you that he had to fuck that girl to check if her pussy still works?" Cross sounded bitter.
Nicholas placed a hand on Cross's shoulder, "I know it hurts, trust me, I'm hurting, too. But, a week is too short to throw away the love we have for someone, especially Ezra and me, who have come a long way," he spoke gently.
"I am hurt, angry. But, also, I'm waiting for him to show up, I will only make my decision if his explanations don't make sense to me. The only time we lose ourselves is when we think that love is enough, it is never enough. There's commitment, respect, understanding, accommodation... trust, and many other factors that make a relationship work," he said, smiling slightly.
"At first, I was angry at the picture, but I realised that I was being unreasonable by judging him completely without hearing him out. At least, I'll give him the benefit of the doubt for the trust I have in him, only when he shatters that trust will I completely withdraw from the relationship. A relationship without trust is bound for failure anyway," Nicholas patted Cross's shoulder, smiling encouragingly at him.
"So, your point?" Cross questioned with a knitted brow.
"My point is, trust Andre, even if it hurts, hear his full story, there might be a loophole. I find it hard to believe that Andre did it," Nicholas replied.
"And you think I don't? You think I don't doubt myself every fucking minute? But you know what? Whenever I recall hearing his voice in the restroom, it was so full of pleasure and unrepentant, I would be reminded that trusting a liar is signing myself up for some real painful shit. So, no, thank you," Cross shook his head.
"You can keep your heart open for Ezra, but I'm not keeping mine open for a cheater -"
"Hey, look over there," Nicholas hekd Cross's chin and turned it to the front.
Cross froze the moment his eyes set on Andre, dressed in all black. His insides erupted with butterflies, his toes curled, and his pulse raced as he stared at the fine specimen of a man.
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