HIS PSYCHO PRINCE CHARMING [MPREG]

CHAPTER ELEVEN

HIS PSYCHO PRINCE CHARMING

Hoax can feel Clake's fear everytime he is near. He wanted to snap and confront the man but he knew that would scare the man more.

He can't sleep; he'd been rolling himself over the bed to find a comfortable position that can make him fall asleep but he just can't; he misses cuddling with Clake, he misses Clake's presence beside him.

It's already midnight. Maybe Clake is already sleeping, he can sleep with the man right? He will just leave before the man could wake up.

It's been four days since the scene inside the kitchen and Hoax is still upset that he wasn't able to take care of Clake's wound because the man ran away, scared of him.

Napasapo sya ng noo ng bumangon sya mula sa kama at umupo sa gilid non. Nagdadalawang isip kung pupuntahan si Clake sa kwartong inuukupa nito.

After a half an hour sitting at the edge of the king size bed he stood up and walked towards his room's door and went outside his room.

He walked towards Clake's art room and without knocking he went inside only to find out Clake wasn't in there.

Napuno ng takot ang dibdib nya at wala sa oras na nilibot ang buong bahay para hanapin ang lalaki, but it turned out he'd been alone inside his large mansion whole night.

Clake left again.

Dissapointed, Hoax drowned himself in liquor again. Questioning himself if he wasn't enough that Clake still need to sneak out every night just to meet a fucking other man.

CLAKE on the other hand was exhausted from dancing the whole night. He hasn't had a long hour of sleep since he started to work and being anxious.

He can feel that he'd been losing weight too, he sighed and looked at the eleven thousand dollars he is holding. Konting tiis nalang at mabibili na nya ng regalo si Hoax.

Napabuga sya ng marahas na hangin saka inilagay ang pera sa loob ng locker nya, he can't bring the money at home, Hoax will be more suspicious by his actions.

He left the club after his shift and took a cab since Kaito was nowhere like Trenton today.

He can feel his heart thumping for some reason and when the cab stopped in front of Hoax's mansion, seeing the whole place lighted fueled his anxiety.

His knees started trembling and he couldn't find his strength to get out of the car.

"Hey! Get out so I can drive back to Vegas! Are you just going to stare at that house?" The driver hissed at him.

Clake gulped and composed himself to hold his tears. "Sorry." Inabot nya dito ang bayad at pahablot na kinuha iyon ng driver.

"WHERE did you go this time?" Tanong ni Hoax sakanya habang pinapaikot ang alak sa kopita nito.

"N-Nagpahangin lang sa labas." Stuttering said Clake.

"Do you think I'm fucking stupid?!" Sigaw nito na nagpaiktad sakanya.

Mariin nyang ipinikit ang mga mata habang ang mga kamay nya ay mahigpit ang kapit sa laylayan ng damit nyang suot.

Hoax laughed without a humor scaring him more, Hoax's laughter was followed by a loud scattering sound of a glass.

Hoax threw his goblet on the wall.

Clake flinched and took a step backward.

"You think I'm stupid huh?! I was up all night! Thinking of you! And when I went out to sleep with you I did not find you!!" Hoax shouted.

"You are acting like I'm a motherfuckering monster but you are the one who's making me hurt you! Wasn't I enough for you to fucking sneak out and met a guy?!"

"Kating kati kana ba tangina mo ka?!"

Even with his eyes closed his tears found its way to roll down his cheeks.

"Fucking disgusting!"

Clake wanted to rum but he is rotten in his place, he is just standing right there freezing with his eyes close and trembling knees.

Clake was expecting a slap from Hoax but it was a strong punch on his stomach that he recieved.

His knees fell on the carpeted floor. Paluhod syang bumagsak sa sahig habang sapo sapo ang tiyan nya, with his eyes widened and open mouth gasping for air.

He wanted to shout to ask somebody for help but it was like the punch get rid of the air inside his lungs that he is having hard time breathing.

Tuloy tuloy ang pag agos ng luha nya habang pinipilit ang sariling huminga.

He wanted to tell Hoax the reason why he is sneaking out of his mansion but he still wanted to suprise the man.

When his breathing was finally doing fine he wiped his tears using his arm and looked up Hoax with a smile on his face.

He is just drunk, Clake. He can't control himself.

He smiled even with his eyes full of tears. "W-What do y-you want for breakfast, Hoax?"

Tumawa ito at umuklo para abutin ang collar ng damit nya.

Napangiwi sya ng hatakin nito iyo dahilan ng pagtayo nya.

"So what now? Aarte kang parang aping api ka? You little shit!" Hoax slapped him that made his body fall on the ground.

Sobs escaped his lips as he crawled away from Hoax but the man held his ankle and sat over his body laying on the floor.

"What are you doing every night huh? Are you bedding a lot of random guys? Or maybe a woman? And you have the guts to use my clothes?!"

Walang syang tigil sa paghikbi habang inihaharang ang mga braso nya sa kanya mukha sa takot na sampalin sya nitong muli.

A stinging pain from his face being slapped traveled down his chest, he is not just hurting physically but emotionally and mentally too.

Clake knew he'd lost it once Hoax hurt him again.

"My fucking clothes are fucking expensive! You don't know that right?! Because you are fucking stupid!" Dinuro nito ang mukha nya habang nakakubabaw parin ito sakanya.

Humihikbing tinago nya ang sarili sa maliliit nyang braso.

"You dont have the rights to fucking wear my clothes! Nor sleeping on a fucking comfortable bed you disgusting rat!"

"No! No! Please Hoax no!" He cried when Hoax started ripping the clothes he was wearing.

His cry and sob went louder when his horrible past appeared in his mind.

"No stop! No! Please! Dont!" He is trying to push Hoax away from him who's ripping his top.

But Hoax did not stop until he was fully naked laying on a cold floor.

He hugged his knees and hid his head over it, crying hopelessly.

Clake felt like he was back on black market being violated emotionally, physically and mentally.

But what hurts more was.

It was his beloved who was violating him.

Hoax kicked him but he kept himself in that position.

"You won't use any of my clothes from now on nor sleeping in my room or in that fucking art room, you disgusting don't use anything I own! ." After that Hoax walked away like he didn't care even Clake was laying on the cold floor of his mansion, naked.

Clake's sobs went louder.
He called me disgusting three times but it feels like he'd stabbed me in my heart for three million times.

"It's ok C-Clake, H-Hoax was just drunk..." pakiusap nya sa sarili bago muling umiyak.

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