Master {Kellic} [Book 1]

Chapter 45/Epilogue/Extra thing-y

Idk what to call this but yea you get it

And also this book is over what this is too much for my emo feels

~Vic's Family~

Epilogue

"Vic, I was thinking about something." I said as he rubbed my side slowly.

"What's that?" He asked as he moved his hand up and down my side kissing my right shoulder softly.

"I think you should go see your parents." I said and Vic stopped moving his hand.

"What?"

"I think you should go see your parents," I said again slowly.

"Why on earth would I ever want to do that?" He asked and I rolled over and looked at him smiling a little.

"Maybe it would be good for you and them, what if they want to make it up to you and possibly apologize?" I asked running a finger up his chest slowly.

Vic chuckled, "I doubt that will ever happen Kitten."

"Please Vic? I wanna see the people who brought you into this world. And I want to meet your brother too."

"You wouldn't like any of them."

"Come on Vic, if you do I'll let you do whatever you want to me. No safe word," I whispered in his ear.

"I don't want to hurt you Kitten."

"Okay fine we'll use the safe word but you can still do whatever you want," I said and leaned in licking his collar bone slowly.

"Hm, I guess we can go see the dick heads."

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"I'm so excited," I said happily as we left the airport cuddling up to Vic as the limo drove to the small New Mexico town that his parents live in as well as his brother.

Vic muttered something under his breath and grabbed my hand squeezing it a little and I could tell he was nervous about this. If I didn't know him as well as I did I wouldn't even have noticed judging by the calm and collected look on his face and the way he drove with a cocky confidence like he didn't give a single fuck about any of this. But, with the way he just reached over and grabbed my hand I could tell he was nervous about this.

"It's going to be okay baby," I said and leaned over giving him a kiss on his cheek.

He smiled and squeezed my hand, "I know it will. But I swear to god if they say a single thing to you I won't hesitate to fucking kill them." Vic told me making me giggle. "I can get away with it too. I'm in the mother fucking CIA."

"You're not going to kill your family, even if they dicks." I said trying to stop my giggles as a determined look fell on Vic's face.

"If they say anything that I think is even close to rude I will murder them without hesitation and I will-"

"Vic! Stop!" I said laughing just as he pulled in front of a small single story house. "It's so cute!" I squealed and Vic rolled his eyes.

"I guess."

"Is this where you grew up?" I asked him, Vic nodded and the chauffeur came around and opened the door. Vic let go of me and climbed out before he helped me out.

"Thank you," I said to the driver while Vic gave him a stern nod.

"We'll more than likely be out in about twenty minutes so just stay here," Vic said slipping him a few bills before he led me to the front door and knocked on the door.

A few minutes later the door opened and a pretty, blond older woman opened the door with a smile before it dropped when she saw Vic.

"Oh you actually decided to show up," She said and looked at me eyeing my dress with disgust. "I can see that you're still one of those."

"Yes mother I'm gay," Vic said rolling his eyes and I knew in that moment that this was going to be hell.

She rolled her eyes and moved back to let us in, Vic took my hand and pulled me with him into the house.

"Is pops here?" Vic asked sounding bored and his mother nodded.

"Of course he is, he's waiting in the dining room with your brother, you made it just in time for dinner."

Vic nodded and squeezed my hand tight, I could tell just from that little squeeze that he would rather be anywhere else but here. We followed Mrs. Fuentes into the dining room where an older balding, pot bellied man and a man about a foot taller than Vic but probably my age were sitting at the table talking about what sounded like politics.

As soon as we walked in, they stopped talking and the older man, whom I'm guessing was Mr. Fuentes gave Vic a look.

"Well if it wasn't the god damn liberal!" He yelled and Vic squeezed my hand even tighter.

"Vic," I whispered and he loosened his grip and Vic sighed.

"Not a liberal, I've told you I'm a unbiased assistant-"

"That works for a goddamn liberal." Mr. Fuentes interrupted, "Probably working for a fag, it's only fitting."

I squeezed Vic's hand to remind him to stay calm.

"Oh definitely, happy birthday Pops." Vic said not paying his father's rude comments any mind. Which was good, I was proud of him for being the bigger person.

"So, who's this?" His brother asked and for the first time since we got here Vic smiled.

"This is my boyfriend, Kellin." He said and I sent him a little smile, my stomach fluttering at just hearing him call me that.

"Oh really now?" Mr. Fuentes said and I held back a groan, I just know this whole dinner is going to be a disaster.

And twenty minutes later I was right as Vic shot up out of his seat, red in the face, looking like he was ready to kill his father.

"I swear to God if you say one more thing about the man I love-"

"Vic let's just go," I said and stood up, grabbing his hand and pulled him out of the house trying to ignore the butterflies.

He loves me.

He actually loves me.

I grinned and pulled a still yelling Vic all the way out of the house and to the limo where the driver opened the door.

"Kellin let go of me I don't want to hurt you when I fucking kill them!" He growled and I shook my head.

"If you love me you will get in this car right this instant." I said and Vic stopped and gave me an amused look.

"Seriously?"

"Seriously. Now get in the stupid limo and let's go home, I believe I owe you." I said and Vic helped me in before he got in and I pulled him to me. "It was very sweet of you taking up for me like that." I told him crawling onto his lap and nuzzled his neck while he chuckled.

"I'm going to come back here and kill those assholes." I giggled and Vic wrapped his arms around me, "You think I'm joking."

"Vic they are still your family, you're not killing them," I said disapprovingly.

"Yes I am. After we get home and fuck I'm coming back here and I'm going to kill all fucking three of them."

"No you aren't."

"Don't tell me what to do Kitten, after what my father said to you he's definitely going to see just how much of a fucking man his son is."

"No," I said kissing his neck softly. "How about when we get back to the plane you show me just how much of a man you are."

"I think I can do that."

I giggled and pressed up against him even closer than I already was. "I love you Vic."

"I love you too Kitten." He said quietly as the limo started to move and my heart practically melted as I started giggling like a little school girl.

And to think just a year and a half ago I was torn from my life with a man who I thought was my Daddy and was sold to a man who was rumored to be the meanest sex slave master of them all.

A cruel, cold master who didn't care if he hurt someone else as long as he got what he wanted. But somehow I changed that. Who would have thought that some innocent twenty two year old guy who had been kidnapped and sheltered his entire life, would be the one who broke past his walls and got him to feel?

"Say it again," I said with a giddy little giggle. Vic chuckled and pressed a kiss to my lips softly.

"I love you Kellin Quinn Bostwick, my sweet and precious little kitten, I love you more than words will ever express."

"I love you too Vic, and I always will."

And to think this all started with me being a sex slave who fell in love with their master.