He was a billionaire, I was a bellboy, can I make it anymore obvious? It all started one fateful afternoon in summer of 2012. I was working as a bellboy at the Trump Hotel in Hong Kong on an internship program. This was my first time in a big city. It was all I could have ever dreamed of, and more. But little did I know, it was all about to change. Follow me on twitter.com/aguywithnolife Please note, this story may contain mature humor that isn't suitable for all ages.

Thomas Jefferson is broken. And the one person who was supposed to love and protect him no matter what is the reason behind it all. After four years with the abusive boyfriend he's known all of his life, Thomas is finally ready to give up. He can no longer take the suffering he's forced through every single day, the things he endures simply because it's what's expected of him. All of his friends have turned their backs on him, all of the things he enjoys is ripped from his hands. And he's finished with it all. So what happens when a distant memory from his past returns, offering a helping hand? - Modern AU College AU - (WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS ABUSE, VIOLENCE, MINOR SEXUAL ACTIONS, AND IMPLICATIONS OF RAPE) Completed as of 9/30/18 Editing started as of 06/09/20 Editing completed as of 10/14/21