Chapter 58
Cody chuckled, "No, just be friends with benefits, it's fine that way."
Ida laughed sarcastically at himself; what was he expecting? He's been the one fooling himself, and it was time he stopped.
He gently shook his head, then raised his hand to hold the side of Cody's face and made him look into his eyes, "I'd rather just be friends with you, Cody. I love too much to fool myself that I'd be just a friend with benefits to you, I'll be hurting myself by doing so. I'm sorry for the trouble and discomfort I've caused you lately, but from now on, let's just be friends," Ida finished and placed a small kiss on Cody's cheek.
"I'm sorry, it's the last one, I promise," he chuckled sadly.
"Goodnight, Cody," He smiled and removed his hand from Cody turning to the door.
But as he moved to leave, he felt his shirt being pulled by something, he looked back to see Cody's fingers gripping his shirt and stopping him from leaving.
"Um, Cody, my shirt," Ida gently reminded me.
Cody blinked and suddenly realized that he was holding Ida's shirt, "Oh, goodnight, friend," He smiled and waved, stepping away from the door.
Ida nodded once, and then, he walked out of the room, his heart broken in many pieces.
Zeno was coming out of Ken's room when his phone started to ring.
He panicked and quickly fished the phone out of his pocket. He didn't want the sound of the phone to wake Ken up, he had just fallen asleep after a long day of playing.
It was hard for him to convince the little fella to go to bed, it wasn't an experience he was willing to witness soon.
He looked at the name of the person calling him and sighed; he wasn't sure he was in the mood to speak to him, but he answered the phone anyway.
"Hello, Nicholas?" He spoke quietly as he went up to his room.
It was almost time for them to leave, he needed to dress according to Sebastian's instruction, all black.
"Hi, Zeno, was just checking to see how everything is going over there," Nicholas asked through the phone.
"All good, we're about to leave early for the party," Zeno replied.
"Okay...um, about tomorrow...you're still going out with me, right?" Nicholas sounded unsure.
Zeno had almost forgotten that he had committed with Nicholas the next day, he wasn't feeling the best, with his ass and body still feeling sour, coupled with the headache he'd been feeling since that evening. But, he believed he'd feel better tomorrow, he would feel very guilty if he disappointed Nicholas.
"Yes, I'll see you tomorrow," Zeno replied.
"Alright, Bye, Zeno," The call was ended.
Zeno sighed and went into his room; he quickly dressed up and went down to the living room. He was planning to do everything possible not to cross Sebastian's path that night; he didn't want to be late and allow his boss the opportunity to yell or talk down at him. He knew seeing him was inevitable since they were both going to the same place in the same vehicle, at least, he would try to be as quiet and invisible as possible.
He didn't know if it was because of the physical fatigue he felt or the emotional stress he was under, but either way, he wasn't in the best of moods to banter with Sebastian that night. He just wanted to get to the party, do what they were asked to, then get back home and go to bed.
It was supposed to be that simple, but as he was about to step out of the house, someone grabbed his arm and slammed his back against the door.
"Oh, fuck!" He winced, feeling the pain spread throughout his body.
It wasn't supposed to hurt, but Zeno had just realized that he was sick, sickness always made his body sensitive to pain.
He opened his eyes and saw Sebastian's cold face, he stared at him in confusion, not asking why he had slammed him against the wall.
His headache was intensifying, and he didn't want to engage in a fight at the moment, he just wanted to be left alone.
Sebastian stared coldly at him, when he saw that Zeno wasn't going to say anything, he raised his hand between their faces and puffed his cigarette, moving his face to the side to blow out the smoke.
He looked back at Zeno and frowned, "Not speaking to me?" He asked coldly.
Zeno shook his head, "I'm awaiting your order, boss," he replied quietly.
Sebastian scoffed, "You look sad, Zeno, tell me, is it because I stopped you from soaking your dick in that bitch's pussy?" He asked nastily.
Zeno frowned, looking up into Sebastian's eyes. "I don't understand what you're talking about," he replied with a low, tired voice.
"Answer me this, sweetheart," Sebastian sounded sarcastic, but the use of the word "Sweetheart," still made Zeno's heart skip a beat.
Zeno locked eyes with Sebastian, his skin felt warm from the way Sebastian was looking at him; cold, yet he could detect some softness in his eyes... Maybe his sick body and mind were starting to play tricks with him.
"What question?" Zeno asked tiredly.
Sebastian raised his hand to Zeno's face and gripped his jaw, scoffing when he saw Zeno wincing. He knew Zeno was strong enough to bear a little roughness.
"If we weren't going to this party..." He dragged his smoke and continued, "Would you have gone to fuck her? Your new bitch, Abbey," Sebastian asked, his tone and face hard as a rock.
Zeno finally understood what Sebastian was talking about, and he wasn't in the mood to answer that.
Zeno sighed and slowly placed his hand on Sebastian's wrist, wrapping his fingers around it. "Just let me, Boss. Ida must be waiting outside for me," He succeeded in removing Sebastian's hand and stepping away from him.
He sighed in relief when Sebastian didn't say a word, he gently opened the door and left, but just two steps outside the door, he felt Sebastian's hand on his shoulder.
'Damn it,' Zeno sighed.
He slowly turned and faced Sebastian, "Boss?" Zeno called quietly.
"You haven't answered my question, Mr. Evander. Would you have really had sex with her?" Sebastian asked dangerously as if he was allowing Zeno to choose the answer that'd be favorable to him.
Zeno frowned. He wanted to let Sebastian know that he was the one who sent him on the damn mission to become a pornstar, so what was he expecting would happen?
But, on a second thought, he didn't give a fuck about an explanation. "Yes, I would have fucked her, Sebastian," he replied and immediately went to walk away.
However, for the second time that night, his back was slammed against the wall, and this time, it was harder.
"What the fuck-"
"Shh!" Sebastian was in front of him in the blink of an eye, he leaned his face very close to Zeno's and blew smoke on his nostrils.
Zeno didn't flinch, he was staring at Sebastian with a growing anger. He wasn't feeling okay and his patience level for Sebastian would soon expire; he just hoped Sebastian was gone before he snapped at him.
"Slut," Sebastian whispered, "A cheap commodity, that's what you are," He scoffed beside his ear.
Zeno chuckled lightly. "It doesn't matter if I'm all those, Sebastian, it's my life, I own it, and I'll do whatever I want with it," He narrowed his eyes as the headache was threatening to burst his head.
"You're wrong, sweetheart; I own you, do not forget that," Sebastian moved closer and leaned his body against Zeno's, leaving no room between them, "And you know what? You're not allowed to fuck anyone else, you're mine-"
"Fuck off, Sebastian, I'm not an item you can purchase on an exclusive level, I'll do whoever I want," Zeno glared at him, his anger making him forget about his headache for a while.
Sebastian immediately held Zeno's jaw and forced his face up, "Then I better not find out, but you know I will, and, when I do, your lovely Nana dies. I don't share my..." He paused and looked Zeno up and down, "Items. Do you understand?" He asked darkly.
Zeno frowned; he felt like punching Sebastian's face, but, he was too weak to for a fight.
"I fucking hate you," Zeno said bitterly.
Sebastian scoffed, he blew another puff of smoke on Zeno's face before he replied. "Same here, baby," He leaned in and placed a very soft kiss on Zeno's lips before he stepped back from him and walked away.
Zeno stood there for a while with his back still against the wall. He felt...lost.
Can someone tell him why the fuck he liked that stupid kiss Sebastian just gave him?!
Soon, just soon, he'd need to go visit a mental clinic because, from the look of things, he wasn't stable anymore. How could he hate someone and want that person at the same time?
Zeno slowly walked down the stairs, his mind occupied with Sebastian.
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