Pretty Boy - Royce

XIII

         》》》》》Lorenzo

"Mr. Morris... My interest in your company have changed..." I said pouring him a cup of black coffee. "How so?"

"Well, I don't want to buy your company and break it apart. I don't want anybody else to either." I handed him his cup of coffee

"W-"

"I wanna help you. Help you get your company up and runnin' like it used to be." I said, leaning on the conference table with my hands in my pockets.

"Why?" He asked, taking a sip. "I think we can do... Wonderful things that can benefit you."

"What about all that stuff you said at dinner?"

"Ah, I was just bluffin'." I shrugged "You're very good at it."

"It's my job. I think it'll be best if we left the details up to everyone else." I said. He stood up, shaking my hand with a big smile on his face.

"I'm proud of you Mr. August."

It sounded weird hearing someone saying that to me. But, I appreciate it. I nodded and opened the door, letting the others in.

"What was that about?" Ray asked me "It's all yours man." I patted his back, leaving the conference room.

"These aren't signed. Can somebody tell me what the fuck is going on?!" I heard him say. I laughed and tightened my grip on my briefcase, continuing to leave. Once I got outside the building I told my driver to stay put while I went for a walk.

I found the tree... The same tree where me and Aubrey copped a squat.

》》》》》Aubrey

Someone knocked on the door, while I was packing up my things to leave. I walked to the door, opening it. It was Ray.

Why is he here?

"You again. I'm looking for Lorenzo." He said walking in

Nobody said you could come in...

"I thought he was with you." I said, following him.

"If he was- when he was with me he wouldn't have blown off a billion dollar deal. Want a drink?" He asked pouring himself a glass of whiskey "No..." I walked over to the couch

"Y'know, Lorenzo is gonna be back any minute now... He'll be home in a few." I said wanting him to get the memo and leave.

I could feel his eyes on me. Watching me. Why is he such a creep? A creep with two braids... Why does he even have two braids?

"This isn't... A home. No, this is a hotel room." He sat down next to me

I was writing a letter to Lorenzo. Before he popped up I was about to be on my way out. "You are not a woman. You're a guy, who's a hooker." He stared at me "A very fine hooker that is. If I were fucking you I wouldn't care about losing a company. But, right now I care." He scooted closer to me

I began to shift and fidget while scooting away from him.

"Right now I'm pissed off. Maybe, if I fuck you and take you to the opera then I'd be fine." He gripped my thigh.  I pushed him away but he kept touching me. I punched his arms. "Get off of me!" I bit his hand

"Bitch." He slapped me down to the floor and got on top of me, pinning me down while I kicked and screamed for him to let me go.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Ray was snatched up, Lorenzo basically dragged him to the door "he's a wh-" Before he could finish his insult Lorenzo punched him in the face.

"Ten years man! You broke my fuckin' nose. I work with you for ten years and you do this? You could've at least let me get some from this slut before punching me." He said, wiping the blood away from his nose "Get out, Ray."

"I put a lot of hard work and dedication into this business with you."

"That's bullshit! You dedicated yourself to the money I made you. Now, get the fuck outta here. Get out!" He shouted, startling me

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"When a man hits you, it's different from a female hit. It leaves a tingling, burning sensation across your cheek. Where do guys learn to hit like tha- Ow, ow, ow." I flinched as Lorenzo put an ice pack on my cheek.

"Not all guys hit." He said "I heard about the thing with Morris." I told him, playing with his cufflinks.

"It was a business decision."

"It was a good business decision." I corrected "It felt good."

He stared deep into my eyes. Them I realized I had to leave. "I think that's enough ice for now. It's really cold." I sat up "and I have to get goin'..." "I noticed your things by the door. Why are you leaving now? I don't leave 'til tomorrow."

"...There is always gonna be that person. That person just like Ray. That bastard that thinks it's okay to do me like Ray did and get away with it. Are you gonna beat up all those people? Give them one hell of a right jab?" I scoffed, slightly smiling.

"I could," He chuckled "but, that's not the reason you're leaving..." He added

I got up, running my fingers through my hair. "A few months ago, when you made me that offer. I would've took it in a heartbeat but now everything is different y'know, and-and you change and you somehow can't seem to change back..." I trailed off not sure if my words made sense "I want more than this."

"I know how it feels to want more, I want more everyday." He stood up from his seat on the couch.

"This isn't like money, Lorenzo."

"True but, I know how you feel. The big question is, how much more down want?" He stepped closer to me "I want the fairytale, my happily ever after." I went over to the door, putting on my shoes.

I saw a comment mentioning a sequel, no there will not be a sequel to this story, sorry. Next chapter is the final chapter...

Aubrey in the MM

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