Elias ran to his room and shut the door behind him. He leaned against the door with his hand over his tight pants. It sure was very light as he remembered Viktor's words about him wearing it on purpose to seduce him.
Even if Viktor wasn't here with him, thinking about him alone made his cock twitch and he covered his reddened face as he slid down and sat on the floor.
"God! I'm a pervert! How can I be feeling this way towards a man who doesn't love men? Wait! If he doesn't do men, then why is he always..." Elias furrowed his brows and when his knuckles ached, he remembered he had punched Viktor.
He grabbed his hair and pulled it.
'I guess I should start packing in case I'm given a sack letter tomorrow. But before that... I have to change out of this...'
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The next morning, the twins woke up to find their father lying beside them on the massive bed, his arm draped over the blankets. Elias was nowhere in sight.
Dante yawned, rubbing his eyes, and nudged Dario.
