Book One: His Beauty Series
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"So you are accepting me? Or was that a show just for Kennedy?"
"Well, I won't lie and say that throwing the kiss in her face wasn't part of the plan...But I also do want to be with you, I'm just not sure we should."
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"Hello son, I thought you were dead." He says and I felt my whole body freeze.
I push Mathias away from me as my father starts walking towards us. The sneer on his face causes my lungs to stop working. I feel like there is no air left around me.
I thought I would never have to see him again.
Never have to be in the same space as him.
But there he is.
"Breathe Mykelti, he won't touch you, I won't let him," Mathias whispers as he moves closer to me. I know he is trying to comfort me but it's not working.
Not when the man who has repeatedly beaten me for so many years is getting closer and closer.
He finally stops about five feet away from us before he looks to Mathias and then me, an evil grin crosses his lips before he talks.
"You said he died... Now, why would you give an old man false hope like that?" My father questions Mathias.
Wait, he told him I died?
When?
"I told you the truth, old man" Mathias smirks "I just neglected to tell you that we restarted his heart."
"And why haven't you been back home then?" He looks at me now.
"I... Uh... I... D-didn't w-want t-to..." I manage to stutter out as my hands start to shake.
I can feel an anxiety attack trying to consume me, my chest is tightening as black spots start to dance in my vision.
"Well since your alive... And well... Maybe it's time you come back home." he says and the panic inside me rises tenfold.
"I don't think so. He will not be going anywhere with you." Mathias growls as he wraps his arm around my waist.
"My son will not become a fag!" My father sneers "So remove your disgusting arm from his waist!"
I go to move away from Mathias with my head hung down, but he pulls me closer to him.
Doesn't he realize this will only anger my father more?
"Come here now Mykelti!" My father growls and I try to obey, knowing if I don't listen the beating will only be worse. But again, Mathias holds me in place.
"NO," Mathias growls back, "Mykelti is NOT going anywhere with you. You will never lay another hand on him. Go back to where you came from, you sick piece of shit."
My father takes a step towards us, clenching his fists and I know he is about to attack. As he gets closer I shut my eyes and prepare for the blow.
But I haven't felt it yet.
I hear a grunt and immediately open my eyes to make sure Mathias wasn't hurt...
But Mathias is just standing there, holding my father's fist in a tight grip.
