Part 24

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Three days had passed since Dean had returned to Beverly Hills to reunite with Roman.

He had already called up his agent to see his house in Tuscany two days earlier. The agent promised to fetch him a good price.

Cesaro had called him over and over; Dean blocked his number. He was in no mood to deal with him. He had informed Paul of what happened and like the smooth cat he was, he informed Dean to leave it to him.

While Roman made them breakfast, his boyfriend's words after their lovemaking three days ago came back to him as he sipped his chai latte.

What was next?

Dean honestly had no idea. He couldn't bring Roman on the run with him from country to country.

Maybe he'd sell this house and the one at Cedar Drive and find one closer to Asylum. After all, his stalker had known where he lived. There was no way he could stay there anymore. Roman's safety was his primary concern.

Just as he had been pondering over possibilities, Paul called him. "I have good news."

"What kind of good news?" Dean asked, leaning forward.

"I managed to secure you a new gig that will help you live out your life playing music and be with Roman too."

"Oh?"

"I got you a four year residency in Las Vegas."

"Paul, what are you talking about? Cesaro-"

"Has interesting pictures. He's prepared to let you go, Dean. These pictures are, well, how do I put it... incriminating."

"Oh? And how did you get them?'

"A friend sent them. Anyways, it doesn't matter who this friend is. I sent him a WhatsApp of those pics and he's agreed to drop you with no arguments."

"Oh."

"So what do you say?"

The opportunity sounded great; Dean had heard of celebrities who did residencies there. "I'll have to discuss it with Roman. Can I get back to you in an hour or so?"

"No problem."

Dean thanked him before hanging up. Trust Paul to come through for him in his hour of need.

"What did Paul want?" Roman asked, putting two plates of French toast on the table before sitting down.

"He's got me a gig in Vegas," the rock star revealed, pushing a mug of coffee towards his boyfriend. "A four year residency."

"What's a residency?"

"Basically you perform concerts from the same location."

"But what about Cesaro?"

"Paul's got that covered. He's got leverage apparently."

"Oh. Isn't that a good thing?"

"It is but how do you feel about Vegas? We'd likely have to live there. You'd have to say goodbye to school, Javawocky..."

"But I'll be with you."

Dean nodded. "Yeah you will."

"And Vegas has lots of coffee houses or gyms. Maybe I can get a job there."

"Take your time on the job. Relax first. So you're okay with it?"

"Sure."

Roman was making his decision awfully fast. Maybe he ought to think more-

"I'm serious," his boyfriend replied as if he had been reading his mind. "I'm okay with it. Being away from you was agonising. I don't want to do it again. This benefits us both."

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