A gay? Submerged Passion
1.Damians
In the dim room were seen two pairs of humans who seemed to fight. Two couples of the same type.
“Already, we should end it all,” said the man with the black eyes.
“Why? wouldn't everything be better?” the relaxed answer of the brown unraveling male with the blue eye bead was igniting the emotions of his partner.
“Damian, listen to me. We have to stop.”
“Max, listen to me. Marriage is not everything, we can still relate as usual, even with the corner of it we benefit. First, we will be free to live this relationship. Second, rumors about our relationship will be muffled.” Damian looked at Max seriously.
While Max who was stared at like that threw his face, then walked towards the bed, squandered the body there.
Damian who saw his partner chuckled. However, he had already memorized Max's character.
“Already, you just need to live your day as usual.” Damian patted the lover's shoulder.
Max violently exhaled, then got up, and looked at Damian seriously. “Are you not going to be interested in your wife later?”
Damian who heard the silly question laughed loosely, even the man to the point of holding his stomach. “ Ha ha ha ha, very silly question. How many years have you known me? In fact, all this time I have never glanced at a single woman who swallowed*ang in front of me.” Damian looked at Max.
Max who was in such a stare lowered his head, reluctant to see the sharp gaze from those blue eyes. The eye that will hypnotize him, and the eye that will make him always submit without the need for effort.
“You sure?” Max squeaking quietly. The man's behavior is exactly like a child, and it is also what makes Damian interested, and make Max as his lover.
“Yes, I'm sure. You're worried I'm forgetting you?”
“No, not like that, but__”
“Sttt.” Damian touched Max's lips with his index finger. “You must remember, you will always be my seniority, no matter how it is, I will always be there for you.”
“Thanks.” Max quickly scatters the lover's arms, making Damian chuckle, and quickly return the hug.
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Damian was carrying his car at a moderate speed. His blue eyes stared at the streets that looked crowded with vehicle traffic. Some snow is seen clinging to the trees, making a distinctive aroma waft when the car window opens.
The red lips burst open, recalling his first encounter with Max. A hickey guy, who always gets his bullies from some gang at school.
Damian who saw the black eyes glazed over, with the corners of the bloody lips moved to help. The icy sedigin heart turns warm when the blue net collides with the dark net. Make a feeling that should not appear, rowing hard want to be released.
From then on they started together, naming their relationship as lovers. However, Max's sudden move leaves Damian like an empty shell. Empty, without passion.
“Now that we are together again, it is not that easy that I let you go, even though I am married, you will always be in my grasp.” Damian smiled broadly, a creepy smile.
***
Plaque!
That tanparent voice echoed throughout the manson, making anyone who heard it close their eyes and ears.
“Until when are you like this?”
The question with a flat and sharp tone made Damian chuckle. Those blue eyes stared at the figure of the old man who was none other than his real father flatly.
“What does Papa mean?”
“Do not act stupid! Papa knows, you have a relationship that deviates.”
“Ha? What kind of relationship? Hay, Papa, you know, I've never been in a relationship with a woman not because I was gay, but because I wanted to focus on taking care of my business Pa.” Damian smiled, his hands rubbing against his sore lips.
“How can Papa believe?”
“Papa still need proof? Didn't I accept that matchmaking already prove that I'm not gay?” Damian walked closer to Jordan, while Jordan could only waste a few breaths.
Srak!
“What is this fantasy?” The old man threw a photo, made the photo scattered on the floor.
Damian who saw that raised an eyebrow. The man's face looks calm, mesipun there are some photos that show his closeness to the lover.
Leisurely, his burly hand reached for the photo, a photo that looked ordinary. “Why with this photo, Pa?”
“You still ask?” ordan stared at the boy.
Damian looked at Jordan strangely. “Where did Papa conclude that I was off the mark?”
“You still ask where? a Damian who is notoriously haughty, not even wanting to be hugged his father is seen hugging a man with no blood ties at all, what's wrong if Papa suspects?”
“Ha ha ha, so Papa concluded all that just out of jealousy.”
“Jealous? What do you mean?”
“Yes, Papa was jealous, because I always refused Papa's embrace, and received well a hug from another man.” Damian clearly with a big smile.
Jordan, who heard the words, fell silent. The man did not refuse if he felt jealous. The child from childhood always refused to accept tenderness from him. Even when he fell, Damian did not cry like a child in general. Even on his birthday, his son looks reluctant to get congratulations and warm hugs from anyone.
“Pa, listen to me. I'm not Gay, so Papa doesn't have to worry.” Damian smiled gently.
Jordan who saw it threw away his face, then walked away leaving his own son. However, before he actually left, Jordan said something that made Damian's body freeze.
“Papa better die, than have a son Gay.”
The deg!
The blue eyes look empty, the words with a flat tone can make his heart feel off the spot.
That's what caused Damian to hide his relationship. Although in his country gay is commonplace, but not for his father. The only family owned.
Jordan hates humans who violate their natures the most, even seem scornful. The old man always reminded him if manusai was created in pairs with different genders.
“What's wrong with being gay?” Damian asked in a soft tone. I don't know who the question is for. He just wanted to question what he always wanted to say to everyone.
With gontai steps, the man walked towards his room. A room he hadn't been in for a long time.
Staring around, his eyes fell on the guitar that remained faithful standing in the corner of the room. Guitar with brown color, with some decorations on the ends.
The burly legs were walking closer without command, even his hands had gently stroked the feminine-looking guitar.
“I miss you guys, are you guys okay there?” Damian stared at the guitar.
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Hello everyone, happy reading, it's good you read my first novel first "the mistress" so you understand who the characters here are,, you know,,
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