My Savior 🔞 ( Part One )

Convincing

I beg your pardon?" My voice was trembling but I shouldn't allow him to humble me or think so low of me.

"Yeah, you heard me boy. Since I'm not a jerk, I'll listen to your little story but I'm not really interested anyway."

"It is already jerk, actually." I corrected him. Whoever he is, I'm not letting ANYONE talk to me like shit. My father would say I should take it and lower my ego if I want to get something. But guess what? Fuck that.

"Big talk from someone who's here for a favor. Now either keep that big face of yours to yourself and leave or be less egofilled and you may speak."

"I have money, my dad is a CEO and people actually fear me. I have all the right to talk how I please."

He laughed. Bastard. Although... even his laugh was similar to Miles'. I fixed my look on him. A handsome fucker. That's what he is. Thinking he's the bigger person. I pursed my lips and threw the most furious gaze at him that I could.

"Aw, you're trying to look dominant. It's cute. Now speak."

"Stop fucking with me!"

He stood up. Even a dumb guy like me knew that it wasn't a good sign. He even left his seat. Fuck my damn life, right? Me and my big mouth.

"I didn't even start, but I know Miles had."

He was scoffing. Bastard. My face turned red. How did he ...??

"Dumbass. His eyes also function as cameras. I'm the owner, I can always check what my humanoids are up to."

"What the actual fuck?? That's perverted!"

I hated this dude. How dare??

"You think I give out my most precious one and won't check on him? I needed to know how it was possible that he got damaged so badly. And there I just saw your little affair. You're the pervert one, using him for your own pleasure."

"It... it's not like that! You don't know him and I... have nothing to explain. Now... listen!"

I was nervous, trying so hard not to feel scared of this man. Yes, he was rich, yes he had this damn company and yes we were in his hand but still. Doesn't look like more than a jerk.

"You're right, you don't have anything to explain. But I find it disturbing that instead of finding a real person who's flesh and bone, you actually had an affair with my humanoid. Can't blame you. Isn't he a pretty boy?"

He said it with such calm, but his tone twisted, like he was enjoying pulling my guts out word by word. I ignored his smugness.

"That's not why I'm here..."

I felt like a prey. He was circling around me like a vulture. Every step he took made my pulse race harder. My throat dried out, my palms sweaty, knees twitching under the pressure.

My heart was beating madly. I wanted to go out. I wanted Miles to be here. But what could he do with his owner? This man was tall too. He really did create Miles after himself, huh? What a huge ego.

He was checking me out, not in a good way. His gaze was sharp, slicing.

Too close...

He was way too close. I could feel his scent. Sensual musks, dry, earthy woods and piquant spices. Dominant fragrances. He was playing with me, testing how far I'd go before I break.

"Speak. I promise I don't bite."

"I... I just... I mean I only wanted... maybe just to..."

I couldn't breathe. My throat was tight. This pressure. This heat in my chest. Panic. Rising. I blinked fast to stop tears, but it didn't help. My lungs were burning, chest rising rapidly. Shit.

This wasn't just anxiety. I was spiraling.

Miles...with a beating heart. Miles with body warmth. Miles with scent, Miles with breath...

Yet he wasn't Miles. I had to remember that.

"I'm sorry for the trouble... Philip is... I mean it was my fault too because I was stubborn but now... I can't leave him... I can't let them take him away. I need Miles... my life ain't complete without him."

The man was standing close, looking me up and down like I was being appraised. I felt exposed. Vulnerable. But I had to speak.

"Your father borrowed Miles because you needed him. If his job is done, then he gets back to me. There is nothing you can do about it, kid."

I grimaced. This dude was belittling me. My fists clenched, my whole body tense. I was on the edge. One more nudge and I'd explode.

"Sir... you don't understand. I really need him. I can't give him back. Tell me how much he costs and... I buy him. I can't live without him."

I sighed. My voice cracked. My knees were wobbling. If I don't sit soon I'll collapse. But I stayed. Because I had to.

"So. What exactly do you need him for a lifetime? If it's for your own pleasure, get yourself a toy. These humanoids are not for sex."

"No!! I mean.... I beg... don't make me explain. I just simply can't be without him. He's absolutely the best... changed me in so many ways. I'm afraid my world would fall apart without him."

A lump grew in my throat, I swallowed hard. I was holding back sobs. He was testing me and I was breaking.

"Of course Miles is the best. He's my first and I'm proud of him. That's another reason why NO ONE can keep him. Consider yourself lucky because you're his first borrower."

"And I want him as mine. Please... I really have money. Just say the price... We... we can find a way. I don't even care if you keep checking on him and do updates and such... but let me have him..."

He looked at me, and for a fleeting second, I saw something behind those sharp eyes. Something unreadable. But it vanished as quickly as it appeared. He stayed cold. And I stayed trembling, my world spinning with fear and desperation.

Whatever Hector Santos was planning, one thing was clear:

He was unpredictable. And he was enjoying every second of watching me fall apart.