Law

A change in the media

This is the last chapter until tomorrow, there are about ten more to go! ❤️

Mark awoke to a bright room, sunlight pouring through the large windows overlooking the vast, blue ocean. Birds chirped and waves lapped. The red head sat up in bed sleepily.

That's funny, Nate never lets me sleep in

The slave reached over and slipped on his glasses. Letting the room come into HD view. Mark looked to his right, expecting to see Nate sleeping. But he saw that side of the bed still perfectly made, not slept in.

The mans eyes widened at what he saw. He snatched up the magazine and held it so he could see it easily. Crystal eyes and faded green hair, scars he recognised.

" Jack" he breathed.

Marks eyes tested up, he got what he wanted. To see Jack again. As he touched the cheap paper the reality that it was only a picture set in.
But even if it was only a picture.
It was something.

A soft knock came at the door and it was opened to reveal Nate. Hair perfectly crafted and clothes designer with shinny black shoes. But it was as casual as it could be.
The master smiled at his slave.

For a moment Mark thought he'd done something wrong. But his fear melted away when he realised his owners smile was one of happiness, no sadism.

Nate gestured out of the room.
" Come on Mark, we have a music video to film".

Mark smiled gratefully that he wouldn't have to do anything or get in trouble for the magazine. The slave placed it back on the bed and followed Nate out of the room, grabbing clothes and pulling them on.

Mark wondered how long his Master nice persona would last.

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" THAT DOES NOT GO INTO HERE!" Jack yelled.

Ethan held back giggles as he attempted to decipher the diagrams that the instruction manual gave. He held his rib cage as he chuckled.

" It says you have to put the long piece in the small piece" Ethan said.

Seàn threw two piece of his bed frame and huffed. Storming over to his friend and snatching the paper from his hands.

" That doesn't even make sense" The boy mumbled as his eyes scanned the paper.

His eyes landed on a few steps ahead and he realised he'd been doing everything backwards!

" Fuckin hell!" The man yelled and threw the paper up in the air.

Jack stormed back over to the half made bed and sat down, starting the de-assemble it. Putting the piece the other way around.

" I'm just going to wing it, can't be that hard!" Jack spat.

" There's no time for that, a familiar voice sounded through the room".

The two boys looked over to see Tyler standing in the small doorway which made him look very tall. The man wore clothing that clearly wasn't his. It looked to expensive and expressive.
He had a photo shoot soon.

" Why?" Jack snapped, standing up.

" Because my director wants to meet you" Tyler said, walking away.

Tyler's director was the highest photo shoot director in the company. Someone that was hard to get in touch with or a chance to meet them. Why would she want to see Seàn?

Ethan and Jack raced towards the leaving man, nearly tripping over the title because they wore socks.

" Wait!" Ethan called out.