Caution to danger (manxman)

Darren (27)

*Darrens p.o.v* (when he walked in on Derek and so on...)

I sigh as I sit back in my office chair. Since last year I've been up to my knees in paper work. I knew that getting into the real estate avenue would be a lot of work, but by no means did I expect it to be this tedious. I could feel myself become heavy with stress. From both work and family.
My dad has always put pressure on me to be the best business man possible, yet even now when I'm much more successful than most at my age I could still not reach his standards. The. There is the issue of my mother. She's never accepted my sexuality. She was always going on how the family lineage will die with me, even though I do have a younger sister. Every time I see her she bring along photos of young women who she believes I would be perfect with. I have to tell her every time that I'm not interested in women, only men. I told her last week that I met somebody. I could tell by the light in her eyes that she thought I was talking about a women, it soon disappeared when I told her that it was a man. Derek.
Last summer I met him and I was instantly crazy about the boy. The way he just came up to me and sat down, his then long blond hair blowing gently in the breeze. I could remember how my fingers twitched, wanting to run through those golden locks. The way the sun reflected in his blue eyes made me loose my breath, at the same time as feeling like I'm no longer drowning. For the duration of the week I was enthralled by the boy. The way he smiled, the way he'd often shy away from me. When I got called away for work, I couldn't sleep. I'd always think of the boy who's name I've never learned. The one thing you first find out about a new person I completely forgot to ask. Being too swept away by him. I imagined meeting him, or bumping into him somewhere as common and cliche as the grocery store. Since then I haven't looked at another man in the same way. I'd compare him to the golden boy that I met during the best week of my life.
I was almost losing all hope when I spotted him with Monroe. As soon as I saw his bright blue eyes I lost all thoughts of never being in a long term relationship. He was it, I could see us moving in together, waking up to his bed head, and most importantly spending the rest of my life with him. Since I met him only three weeks ago it's been amazing. Here were times where I could tell that he wasn't being completely honest with me, and it took everything in me not to demand him to tell me. Numerous times I've had to pull back my Dominant tendencies, afraid of scaring the younger boy away from me.
This past week I haven't been able to get a hold of him. I tried going to his work place, his university and even his home but every time I wouldn't see him. Did I manage to scare him? Did he meet another man? Why is he avoiding me.
Before standing up I check my phone to see if he called me only to see a text message from one of the bartenders.
I stiffen as I read the words. Why is Derek at the club? And why the hell is he going into a back room with another man. I quickly exit the office building, almost sprinting to my car. Jumping in I speed to the club, making it in ten minutes.
The bouncers don't even question me as I push past the crowd and into the club. Immediately heading upstairs.
He's mine. Not this other mans. He should have known, what was he thinking. Maybe the bartender thought it was him, but it was just another boy who looked like Derek. I pass by the bartender and nod at him, looking around the room to see if Monroe or Kendall is here. Not finding them, more doubt of it being Derek fills me. I push past all the other occupants to get to the darkly lit hallway. I make it to the door that the bartender said they were in. Pulling out my skeleton key I twist it in the key hole. When it swings open I couldn't handle what I saw.
Derek sweaty, bent over with another man taking him roughly from behind. The mystery man looks over at me with shock. I hold my self back from charging at him and removing him from Derek. Derek is wearing a blind fold so I know that he can't see me.
"What the fuck?"I ask tightly.
"Darren I'm using this room." The man says, so I know that he at least knows who I am.
"You are screwing what is mine." I growl out. Stepping further into the room and slamming the door shut. Not wanting others seeing this. Derek gasps loudly, pushing Orion off of him. He tears off his blindfold and I had to look away from his face. Red with lust, his hair messed up. I imagined that face for months, I'm finally seeing it but not in the situation I desired. Betrayed runs through my body, causing my fists to clench.
"He said that he was not claimed." The man says. I charge at him and pull him off of the bed. Derek rushes over, the soiled sheet around his waist. He tries to touch me but I shrug him off. I couldn't even look at him, what would I do if I looked at him.
"Don't touch me." I growl out. Internally wincing as I see tears fill his eyes at my words.
"Da-" he utters out. The look on his face making me want to pull him into my arms. To comfort him. He did something wrong, he betrayed me.
"I said don't." I say. Turning around and leaving the room.
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Over the next few days I've been filling my time with work. Not wanting to remember that man thrusting into Derek as he moans. I couldn't do it. Monroe has tried calling me but I've just sworn at him and told him to leave me alone. I knew that as soon as I saw him entering my office that I wouldn't be able to get out of talking to him.
"Tell me what's going on Darren. Derek hasn't stopped crying and isn't telling us any details." He says. Sitting down across from me. Crossing his long legs.
"He cheated on me." I gritted out. He tilts his head to the side.
"How could he have cheated on you if you never told him what you two were. The boy is confused." He says. The look in his eyes tells me that there's something more, but knowing his he won't tell me.
"We-" I stop and think about it. Even though we did go on dates and I did express my interest in him, I never did tell him that he was mine and only mine. I look at Monroe with a frown.
"He still slept with another man." I say, pointing at him.
"That he did Darren. You could get over it though. It was a misunderstanding." He says standing up.
"Leaving already?" I ask.
"Kendall is alone with Derek, I don't want to leave them alone for too long." He explains. I frown.
"How is he?" I whisper. His eyes soften.
"Not good." He says. His face tight with worry. I nod my head, my body sagging. He says bye then leaves.
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The next few days I couldn't stop thinking about him, I wanted to see him. My ego stopped it.
I was waiting for my lawyer when I saw a well dressed Derek shake hands with Monroe's lawyer, I walk towards them only to hear Derek say words I'll never forget.