Camille Benard was born and raised in Paris France, he grew up being bullied for being born intersex, because he was born with more female hormones and estrogen he was given female genitalia. So when he was 16 years old his parents shipped him off o...
A/N: I apologize that this chapter has taken sooo long, I don't really have an excuse but I can say that I'm never getting long ass acrylics again 😅😅 anyways, I hope you enjoy!
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Basil's P.O.V
He was the most beautiful boy I've ever seen, his big blueish green eyes, and his lips, god those lips. So plump and pink, so fucking juicy. I could imagine them wrapped around my dick, on my lips, I could only imagine how soft they are. My favorite thing about him though is his accent, his thick accent. I can already see him underneath me, moaning and screaming my name.
I had Darrell follow him home, I don't want him walking around Brooklyn alone, especially when it's this late. I told him not to touch a single hair on his beautiful head, if he did I'll cut his fucking hand off and shove it down his fucking throat.
I see how those junkies in the club look at him, like he's a piece of meat. He's mine, and if they even think of touching him I'll snap their fucking necks, break every bone in their bodies, I'll make their death the most painful experience they've ever been through.
My phone rang from inside my pocket, I fished it out and answered the phone, not caring who it was.
"What?"
"He made it home safe boss." Darrell's voice came from the other side.
"Great, now get back here." I hung up and placed my phone back in my pocket. I sat up from my chair and walked out my office, I made my way down the long hallway and down the stairs into the kitchen. I'm fucking starving, thank God the woman whose supposed to be my Mother taught me some of her meals. I dug through my kitchen cabinets and soon found myself making a simple ass steak with asparagus, homemade mashed potatoes, along with homemade macaroni and cheese. I opened my fridge to grab a beer and saw the lobster I left out to make, I mentally cursed myself and slammed the fridge shut.
Such a dumbass.
I left the beer alone and walked to my bar, I made myself a glass of Hennessy and went back to my food. Ever since Darrell started working for me I made dinner for the both of us. I made both him and I a plate and set the table, I made him a glass of Whiskey and set it next time his plate. Thirty seconds passed and he walked through the door.
"Sit down." I demand, I downed the rest of my Hennessy and stand to make another.
"Thank you." He says, I nod and grabbed the entire Hennessy bottle, walking back to the table and sitting down.
"Can I ask why you wanted me to follow that boy?" He asked before drinking down his Whiskey.
"I want him." I said simply, now cutting into my steak.
"You want him?" I nod again and stand from my seat.
"You want a boy? Why?" I grab the whiskey bottle and slide it down the table to him.
"Eat, before it gets cold." I cut another piece from my steak and start chewing. Darrel let out a sigh and also started eating his steak, halfway through my food my dog Ross came barging in through the doggy door. Ross is a full grown male Mastiff, he's solid black with cropped ears, and is fully trained. He's usually outside but since winter is almost here I let him inside for a few hours.
{Picture below is Ross}
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He sat down right next to my leg and stared at me, I picked up my plate and placed it on the ground for him to finish.
"He's gonna have the shits." Darrell grumbled eating the last of his food and downing his whisky.
"That's fine, I'll just have you clean it." I joked and stood from my seat I took our dishes, even the one Ross licked clean, and started putting them in the dishwasher.
"Haha very funny." He mocked and also stood from his seat, he pushed his chair in then went to mine and pushed it in too.
"Tell Mason to find what he can on him, I want to know everything about that little.. bartender."
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Basil's P.O.V Continued...
I woke up to the sound of the alarm clock on the bedside table, I stopped it and wasted no time getting out of bed, today is Tuesday and I have plenty of things to do today. For instance, I'm on stalker duty.
Mason, a private investigator and friend of mine, found Camille's entire history. From the time he lived in France to now, he attends the same high school I attended when I was younger, I only lasted three years before I started selling drugs and killing people.
Camille Hope Benard. The boy with the beautiful eyes, the boy with the beautiful accent, the boy that is all mine. He lives on 2204 walnut street, it's not the best of neighborhoods but it could be worse.
I quickly showered and dressed myself in plain black jeans and a black shirt to match, I slip on my shoes and untuck my chains from my shirt before walking out the door. I don't attempt to tame the nappy curls on my head and grab my phone and car keys.
As soon as I was about to open the front door I heard the clicking of Ross' nails on the floor, I look behind me and see him sitting with his leash in his mouth. I really don't want to take him but he hasn't gone for a walk in almost two weeks, with a groan I grabbed his leash and opened the front door.
"Let's go." Ross quickly stood and dashed through the door scraping my shoes in the process. "Stupid dog."
Ross sat by my 2017 Mustang and barked as if he was telling me to hurry up. I unlock my doors and open the back seat for him, he hops in first then I hop in the front. I roll down the window for Ross and started my car pulling out the driveway.
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And there's Chapter Five! Again I'm sorry for not updating in so damn long, I hope you enjoy and stay for the next chapter! Also, Lions Den magically popped back up on my account and I plan on republishing it, weird thing tho, all the reads and votes are still there like it never disappeared? Weird right? Please ignore any mistakes and thanks for reading, Au revoir!
