Craving CEO's Touch - English Version

Chapter 23

'Nevin, I've come to...' He broke off, staring at Ian who, dressed only in pajama trousers, was reading the paper.

'You can take a shower,' Nevin said to his brother.

Whistling, Ian looked at Zion then at Nevin and with a smile he smacked the butt of the newspaper he was holding.

'Don't forget our lunch date,' he whispered to Nevin and he was disappointed by the questions he saw in his eyes. No doubt once Zion is gone and they were alone he would drag the truth out of him.

Zion's face was bone-white, temper blazing out of his eyes as he advanced on him.

'My God, you little shit!' he said softly when Ian had gone.  'I almost lost my mind because of you last night!' Zion shouted at Nevin as he squeezed his shoulder tightly. 'I spent the rest of the night thinking, scolding myself for doing what I did to you, and then I came here to check on you if you are alright and then this is what I get! God, I don't need to use much imagination to know what you were doing! That's why you rush home because someone is waiting for you. Do your parents know this?'

The violence of his accusations caught Nevin off guard.

'You got it all wrong Zion. You misunderstood me this time!' Nevin answered him.

'God, what do you take me for? Of course I understand.' Zion retorted annoyingly. 'Drew didn't know about this, right? Who is he? On-call gigolo?'

A slow burning anger rose inside him like a floodtide, drowning out everything but its bitter strength.

'Yes, he slept here last night,' Nevin spat slowly. He lost all the energy to fight Zion. 'I'm sorry if it offends your pride to think I've given someone else what I wouldn't give you again, but he gives me something you never could. He loves me,' he said fiercely, watching his eyes darken ominously, his anger only urging him recklessly on. 'You wanted to use me, Zion,' he accused, 'so you can hardly complain if I used you. Now will you please leave?' he turned his back on him, but he grabbed hold of him, swinging him back against him, crushing his mouth with the angry pressure of his kiss, forcing the soft tender flesh back against his lips until it felt swollen and bruised. His hands hurt as he forced hi magainst him, grasping his neck and holding it bruisingly while his mouth continued its bitter punishment. When he released him his eyes glittered like jet, his breathing harsh as his eyes swept him contemptuously.

'You got me there Nevin, you're just like everyone else, aren't you?' He said this to Nevin. He quickly came out and his violent closing of the door echoed throughout the house.

Better this way he told himself over and over again; even in this way he still saved his dignity and he knew that if he ever found out about his true feelings, he would definitely laugh at him and crush his being, even if it was painful he could handle it

He heard Ian whistling as he came downstairs and quickly tried to force a smile. But when he looked at him he knew he hadn't deceived him.

'My God, Nevin! What did he do to you?' he looked at the door. He stopped him and he could see the anger in his eyes while looking at his swollen lips.

'He thought we were.......he thought we were lovers,' he said helplessly. 'Last night...'

'He made love to you and thought you'd gone straight from his eyes to mine, is that it?' Ian asked incredulously.

Nevin shook head. 'Nothing happened like that to us last night. That's just it. But he thought that you and I...'

'Poor guy,' Ian said softly, his expression lightening as he looked into his shocked face. 'You really are an innocent, aren't you? By some miracle he manages to keep his hands off you, and what does he find when he turns up on your doorstep full of apologies and remorse? A strange male obviously very much at home and in a state of partial nudity.' Ian started to laugh, sobering abruptly when he saw Nevin's face. 'I'm sorry. He's important to you, isn't he? Let me tell him...'