The Prince's Trust

You're not a prisoner

OMFG SEXY ANT MCPARTLIN ALERT 🚨🥵

When I woke it felt too late, like I had missed something and I think I had. I felt cold, absent of strong arms wrapped around me. Slowly, my eyes blinked blearily open and I realised why I was alone.

Ant was sat on the edge of the bed, glaring at his manservant whilst Stephen glared back.

Words had been exchanged and I'd never know what they were but something told me I was in the middle of it.

There was an awkward silence and I wasn't brave enough to break it, so I quickly closed my eyes, pretending to be asleep and praying that Stevie didn't know i was awake.

"So?" Stephen sassed but it was followed by a momentary silence.

"So what." The prince growled back, the tension in the room was suffocating.

"Well you might as well fire me now." Stephen sounded hurt and I felt bad despite not understanding what was wrong.

"And why would I do that?" Ant asked coolly but I could hear the impatience in his tone and felt a little intimidated by it.

"Well you've got a new boytoy. Why would you need me?"

Boytoy? Did he mean me?

"That's not what's happening here Mulhern. Don't make assumptions." Ant snapped, he sounded angry and I felt dread settle in the pit of my stomach.

Stephen scoffed, "Even if that's not what happened, that's going to happen. I know what you want and we both know, you get what you want."

Everything they said was like speaking in tongues, I thought I understood but knew I didn't really, I was missing something.

"Watch what you are suggesting Stephen because something like that could get us both in a lot trouble."

"Seriously? You'll have sex with me when your men are stood outside but won't touch him cause you're worried about getting in trouble?! Bullshit."

The bed moved as the Prince stood up and I felt adrenaline pumping through my veins, I knew I'd just heard something I wasn't supposed to and that was confirmed when Ant growled, "Keep your fucking voice down."

"No!"

"Stephen, I am not doing this right now. You knew what we were when this started, I wasn't looking for a commitment and neither were you. I've told you before that I don't want to be- and won't be- tiptoeing around your feelings. I don't get upset if you screw a random guy you met in the pub and you should treat me with the same respect."

"Respect! Respect?! You treat me like trash!"

"I gave you a job!" Ant hissed, "A job other boys would kill for. A place to live and a purpose beyond just whoring around for money for the rest of your life."

I peaked open one eye to see Stephen grab the prince and pull their body's together, "The only difference between my life before and the one I have now is that now, I only whore around for you!"

"Lower your voice." Ant growled and Stephen gasped for air, the same way he had last time Ant had his hand wrapped around his throat. I couldn't move but shook a little in fear. "I told you when we started this Stephen that if you started to feel things for me then you should run in the other direction as fast as you can. Don't go thinking you will ever be anything more to me than a servant."