Micah Vallenti has been in the closet all his life, taking his time in coming to terms with his sexuality as well as himself. Everything all of a sudden changes the second he gets outed by a boy he had trusted and known for years. Broken, dismayed...
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"This is your suite?" Benny's mouth was dropped as Milan guided us through the large marble walls of his suite. "You sure this ain't a mansion?"
Milan looked back as if he was slightly offended at what Benny just said, Benny and I continuing to follow him through the large hall way. "Oh no, god no. If I had a mansion this small I think I would honestly jump off my private jet."
Benny's eyes quickly narrowed at him. "Bitch, I don't know if you're being serious or just highkey showing off." His voice slightly echoing throughout the picture framed walls.
"I swear I'm not trying to show anything off." Milan worriedly let out. "Okay, so this is the lounge area." He smirked, his hands presenting the large room that was carpeted and was completely intimate and beautifully designed. "The drugs or whatever can be done here so it doesn't stink up all over my suite. Although if it still does, I'll just hire people for cleaning." He casually told us.
I finally spoke out now. "This room alone is the size of my house. I'm not even exaggerating." I walked down the small steps and began to walk around the lounge.
A clean wooden pool table sat across us as various fur couches were spread all through out the velvet carpet. Each wall was padded and had small bedazzled shining jewels stitched into it. This is how I would picture an incredibly expensive and classy strip club would look like, just without the poles.
Benny slowly squatted down, his hands rubbing against the soft carpet as he slowly took his sun glasses off. "So this the type of shit y'all rich people see every single day?" He looked back at Milan.
"I would answer that question, but you'd hate me." Milan held back a laugh as he bit his lip.
"Just say it." Benny tiredly clicked his mouth as he got back up, pushing his sun glasses back towards his eyes.
"To be honest, this suite is like an apartment to me. Only because it's kinda small and I'm normally used to bigger rooms." Milan anxiously let out, our mouths still managing to drop at him. "You guys should see my villa in Cabo San Lucas, now that is gorgeous!"
Benny slowly looked up as he began counting. "So a suite that has 2 floors, 5 bedrooms, 3 restrooms, 2 living rooms, 2 marble staircases, a wave pool with a jacuzzi, a lounge area, a private theater, and 2 garages is considered an apartment to you?" Benny just began to laugh out loud as it was visibly hard for us to process the lavish life that Milan has been living.
Milan tried to quickly defend himself. "Not that I'm a spoiled brat or anything, but I just gotten used to it. I know for probably a lot of people this would be considered grand but I just can't relate that much." He shrugged.
Benny slightly crinkled his face as I just looked around the lounge area with him, carefully examining the unique furniture that filled the entire place. "The price of one of these couches can probably feed a whole struggling village."
