Chapter 19. 10:00pm

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Bash got out of the pool, depleted from swimming all day. He had been lying under the sun on one of the carved chairs that were in the shallow part of the pool. It turned out that swimming alone was not so relaxing and he misses Panda.

He strutted to his robe and wore it, texting, he headed towards the exit. Meanwhile...

Storm seeing Bash leave got up and promptly left his room. Getting there on time, he stood by at the topside of his stairs and leaned on the railings.

In no time he saw Bash walking into the mansion. Looking up, Bash saw Storm and halted. The man used his index finger to signal to come up to him, he turned his neck around to see who he was motioning at.

Pursing his lips, Storm's left eyebrow dropped in vexation. "Am talking to you Bash, come here, "he said.

Bash was strutting close to Storm's stairs because that was the route he took, his heart thumped. 'Did Storm just call my name?' he couldn't believe his ears." Me?"

Storm sighed and kneaded his tempo." Come up here now, "he said.

Bash swallowed, he looked at the guest's stairs and was about to move when he got the shock of his life. "Where are you going? There's a stair literally before you, use it, "he heard Storm say.

Bash's eyes dilated like a saucer. He pointed at himself." You mean I should come up your stairs?" he asked in total disbelieve.

Storm frowned."I don't think I spoke Spanish when I said it."

Bash lost his ability to speak and just climbed up. Storm pulled him closer when he strumbled to climb the last stair. With Bash's back resting on the railings and Storm's hands blocking him, his breathing became audible.

Storm inched closer with a smirk. Bash choked. "Mr. Storm what ~ what ...?"

Storm kindled Bash's jawline, he couldn't comprehend how petal-soft the boy's skin was. He didn't expect it and was turned on even more. "What happened to Stormie? " He said and chuckled.

Bash stuttered again, he is looking at those beautiful eyes he last saw up close years ago. He couldn't focus his gaze. He could swear he looked like a tomato but didn't know Storm found it rather cute that his cheeks were hot.

"You said I should address you as Mr..."

"I know what I said, but hearing you call me Stormie sounds appealing to my ears for some reason, "Storm mumbled. He lifts Bash's face till his nose was touching the tips of his own. His breath airing Bash's breath, he brushes his narrow lips on the boy's pink heart-shaped lips. He was going crazy, he just wants to ravage the human before him.

He closed his eyes and breathed out, trying to calm himself. He pulled away with a lot of struggle just to whisper in Bash's ear after which he nibbled on it. "Be at my door by 10:00 tonight if you want this as much as I do."

Jerking away totally, Storm walked away leaving Bash who was holding his breath to exasperate while his chest palpated. He looks at Storm's back and began to question reality, "did Storm just invite him to his room?!! Ahhhhhhhhhh! " He squealed but swiftly covered his mouth with both hands. Looking around he saw that only one servant saw him, he nervously speeds walked to his room.

*

"Apollo I have to be on my way, "Callahan said as he carried his phone from a stand.

Apollo hissed, he is still lying in bed with only his genitals covered." So soon? Callahan, you haven't even spent one hour here and you want to leave, no fair." He pouted and crossed his arms.

Callahan laughed as he trekked to Apollo's side. Stooping, he kissed his lips." Don't be greedy Apollo, I have been here for over six hours, I have to leave now."

Apollo swiveled his eyes. "You were even counting the hours, "he murmured.

Callahan smiled. "I have something to do that's why." He squeezed Apollo's cheeks. "I will visit again, I promise."

Apollo forced a simper." Just kiss me before you abandon me, "he said.

Callahan rubbed Apollo's lips before placing a lingering kiss on them. Surging, he bid him farewell and left.

The smile on Apollo's face suddenly vanished after his lover shut the door. He got out of bed and picked up his phone that was on a small table. He scrolled through his contact list and dialed one of them. After a short ring, the one he was calling answered. "It's me, I have a job for you. I want you to find everything on someone named Bash he is somehow related to my Callay. And don't fail me this time." he said and hung up.

He looked ahead with his ugliest grimace ever, he looked evil and bestial. "You think you can steal my man? You won't be lucky this time, I will kill you with my bare hands! "he spat, his hands fisted.

*

Sitting in the back of an ashe colored Bentley continental GT with his eyes closed, Callahan was lost in thought. Bash's face, voice, and smile kept haunting him.

He rasped. "I do not wish to go home, take me to Elo park, " he said to the driver who nods and took a left turn.

*

Bash surveyed himself in the mirror for the last time, he is wearing a cotton pajama suit. He turns halfway to gaze at his buttocks and it seemed ready for the night. He looked at the uncertain person looking back at him in the mirror, his guts telling him to cancel but he needs to bag his man. Huffing, he left.

Strung at the door of Storm's room, he rubbed his palms on his pajama pants before pushing the doorbell. He leaned on the frame as he waited for a response.

When the door clicked, it is Storm's face that welcomed Bash. He smiled and caressed Bash's chin forcing him to blush as he struggled to look in his eyes. He squinted when he saw they were looking rather red and the man had a glass of alcohol in his hand.

Storm was wearing only a kimono robe and pajama pants, leaving his chest and defined six-packs out for Bash to gaze. He leaned in and lifted Bash's head. "Won't you like to come in before I start eating right now? "

Bash nodded slowly, he could smell the strong scent of alcohol oozing out of Storm's mouth.

Storm took Bash's hand and led him into the room. Looking around, the room looked almost like Callahan's room only bigger. It had it all, a king-sized bed, and ancient lamps that looked expensive. A few photo frames on it. Above the bed, there was a painting of a storm and that made Bash simper.

The table Storm's bottle of Brandywine was on was guarded by three sofas. The room had no curtains since it had a balcony. At the end of the room, Bash noticed a sliding door that he immediately guessed led to the walk-in closet because he could see the bathroom since it was glass and transparent.

The floors had exquisite white fur around the bed while the other parts had shiny black tiles and the walls were painted white. The room was truly luxurious.