The CEO's Obsession

Chapter Twenty-Six

Caspian's POV

I sighed as I walked up the stairs.

I knocked slightly on Thomas' door and waited. The door swung open and revealed a dishelved Thomas.

His raven black hair was tossed partly to the side with the rest combed back. It looked like he had constantly run his hands through it.

Or someone had.

His left hand is leaning against the door and his posture is stiff. He looked at me in panic before composing himself.

"Hey, Caspian, I missed you!" He sounded enthusiastic but I could sense his unease.

I mentally rolled my eyes. I didn't see anything wrong with him seeing a girl, but I didn't want him to become like me; how I was before I met Kat.

I pulled him in for a bro hug and then slapped his shoulder when we pulled apart.

With a smug smile on my face, I ask, "Aren't you going to let me in?"

His once enthusiastic face contorted into a frustrated one.

"Thomas told, didn't he?"

I let out a strong laugh and punched him playfully in the chest.

"He walked in on us. I wasn't going to tell him! He can't ever keep his mouth shut!" He seemed really frustrated at the situation.

"Cut him some slack. He's ten. How much did you pay him?" I raised my eyebrows.

"Five hundred. I'm going to have to take my money back."

"Should have raised it to a thousand or two. Where is she?" I asked, looking above his head into his room. The fact that he was about five inches shorter than I was didn't help his case.

His room looked like a tornado hit it. I could see the condoms in his waste basket.

"She left about two minutes ago. I could hear y'all from up here so she had to leave." He explained. He realized I was still standing outside his room and stepped back to let me in.

"Is it serious?" I ask. It was still my job to look after my brothers.

"No. Not really. She's just some hoe." He starts clearing up the place.

"But you brought her home?" I ask, skeptically.

His room smelt like sex. I could still see some cum stains on his king-sized bed.

"It's on and off. We know what we both want from it. I give her money, she gives me what I want. It's as simple as that." His tone was hard, like he didn't want to talk about it.

He saw the look on my face and raised his hands up.

"That's the truth. The absolute truth. I don't like her in that way," he clarified.

"Aren't you a little too young to get into an arrangement like that? She's practically your mistress and you are just sixteen!"

"I know what I'm doing! She's a senior, she knows what she's doing too. I got Gustavo do a background check on her! Don't treat me like a child!"

I sighed deeply, I did not want to fight. "I'm just-"

"I don't care! You come in here acting all righteous like you didn't start sleeping around at my age! Just because you've got a girlfriend now doesn't mean you are any better than me."

"I didn't say you were wrong. I'm just unsure of her intentions. I'm trying to protect you!"

"I'm sorry for yelling. I just-I'm all over the place right now. Please don't be mad at me."