Caged Slave (MewGulf AU)

🌻Chapter 19

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Gulf had come to the break room to make coffee for Mew, who was working late as usual. He nearly dropped the cup he was holding. "AA!"

Before him was the man who had chosen his career over Gulf, the one he hadn't seen in months. Even though they worked at the same company, Gulf had figured that he wouldn't run into AA ever again. He stiffened.

"You seem well, Gulf," AA commented.

"Stop. And don't be so informal with me!" Gulf retorted coldly.

"Why are you being so cold?" AA teased. "Are you still pouting that I had to put you aside for a little while?"

"AA!"

AA teasingly brought a finger to the tip of Gulf's chin. Gulf turned his face away, shaking it off. He couldn't fathom what AA was planning, but he wasn't going to put up with this kind of treatment.

"What reason could the President's Assistant have to be in the Sales Division at this time of the night?" Gulf asked, his bambi eyes fixed coldly on AA's face.

But to AA, who definitely had sadistic tendencies, the lack of welcome in Gulf's eyes didn't bother him at all.

"Don't be like that," he said. "When you were about to be fired, I rescued you. Don't you think my kindness deserve some thanks?"

"Fired? That was your doing! What are you talking about?"

AA chortled at Gulf's displeasure.

"I should be congratulating you," he said. "The only reason an inexperienced kid like you ended up as the Executive Director's secretary was because the executives were all suspicious of Mew. But now that his stupid Jef:erson Project has gone so well, don't you think he'll be given a secretary who knows what he's doing? Sooner or later, Mew won't need you anymore!"

Gulf's breath died in his throat. He had known that Mew would tire of him and the game would end, but he had continued on even though he had dreaded what was to come. He was such an idiot to be so proud of Mew's success, as if he had anything to do with it!

'He's going to get rid of me.'

Their new game of boss and employee had been going on for two months. Mew would tire of it eventually, and there was no question that this was probably the ideal time to end it.

'No. Not like this.'

Despair welled in Gulf's chest. He felt as if he was about to collapse. He couldn't think. The only things left on his head were his crazy feelings for Mew.

'No!'

Forgetting that AA was watching him. A cry broke Gulf's mouth. Seeing it, AA licked his lips in a snake-like movement and narrowed his eyes.

"Let me guess...you let Mew fuck you." AA's whisper was full of lewd meaning. "You're so frigid...he doesn't seem like your type."

AA walked over to gulf, who was standing utterly still, and placed his hands on Gulf's hips.

"I'll make you feel better. I had to do what I could to make Erina marry me, to make her think I actually wanted her. I'll transfer you back to my division and you can be mine again. And if you're a good boy, I'll treat you well."

"No! Stop!"

The coffee cup fell from Gulf's hand and crashed to the floor. Sick of AA's selfishness, he turned to face him suddenly.

"Let me go!" Gulf protested.

"Damn it! Just give in!"

Gulf wondered if there was anyone other than Mew left on the floor who might interrupt his confrontation with AA. But if he yelled for help and someone came, how would he explain the situation? If an employee saw one man trying to force himself on another late at night, all sorts of disgusting rumors would fly throughout the company. If that happened, everyone who had a good opinion of Gulf would turn away from him.

And, above all, Gulf couldn't bear the thought of Mew seeing him in this wretched state, even if he was about to be dumped.

'No way! This can't be happening!'

Gulf knew he didn't have the ability to defeat AA, who was so much bigger and stronger.

"Get away from me, you asshole!" Gulf yelled. He didn't know which was worse: cowering on the break room couch or crying out and being humiliated. Maybe he could just grin and bear it. Gulf made a wordless, desperate sound. Knowing the situation was hopeless, he bit down painfully on his tongue.

"What are you doing?" came an angry roar.

Someone grabbed AA and flung him to the ground. Mew filled Gulf's field of vision. The expression on his face was one of pure anger.

'Thank goodness!'

When Gulf looked up, he was met by Mew's glare. His heart lurched, and he had to look away.

Splayed on the floor, a coffee-soaked AA looked at Mew full of rage. He couldn't bear this shame. AA had assumed the Jefferson Project would fail, and so he hadn't participated, but its success had only given Mew more status and made him a perfect candidate to be the next President. Jealousy and fear burned at AA's insides. Even President Ookawa, who had been in favor of AA, was suddenly full of praise for Mew's achievements. AA couldn't shake the feeling that Ookawa's delight might translate inti a presidential appointment.

TBC

A/N: I did name editing on Chapter 15, cause I thought the manager and AA are the same persons. Apparently, they are not. 🙏