Camden suddenly sat up in his bed and looked around, gasping for breath. For a while he had questioned the reality he was in. When he realized that what he thought he was living a moment ago was actually just a dream, he began to feel both regret and shame.
He lifted the quilt off on him in a rage and quickly pulled it back to himself. He must not have guessed that his dick between his legs would become stiff as he was affected by his dream.
The embarrassment was reflected on his face this time, his ears and neck turning red.
What the hell was that? He wasn't even in adolescence. Did the partner of his dreams really have to be his boss, and not the lover he was supposed to love so much?
He hated him the most in this world, and envied him the most. Why did he become the partner of his wet dream, even though he felt all the emotions that darkened his heart for him?
Today must be a cursed day, Camden thought. "This dream will bring me bad luck."
He couldn't move an inch in bed. It was inconceivable that the man he hated had such an effect on him. But he tried to convince himself that it was all because of the stress and he called out to his lover towards the door.
Of course he got no response. Maven used to come to Camden's house on busy workdays when Kane couldn't even come home. They always spent one night together and rarely woke up together in the morning those days. Like those days, Maven had arrived at her home before sunrise.
When he didn't get a response, he sat in the bed in silence for a while, but then he couldn't resist it anymore and put his hand under the bedsheet.
After a few minutes of fiddling with his hardened dick in his pajamas, he slipped his hand into his underwear and thought of obscene images of Maven. Another few minutes passed like this, but Camden started to feel more and more uncomfortable. He couldn't quite imagine Maven, there was an unsettling emotion that preceded the images of his lover.
He picked up one of the pillows and started to smell it. Maybe if he could smell Maven's scent, he could picture her more clearly, he thought.
When he closed his eyes with the effect of her scent, he was plunged into darkness. After a few seconds, he felt that he could calm down, but something happened that completely separated him from that thought.
"I already achieved you."
Camden could never clearly remember his dreams. Now, however, he remembered the very small details of that dream, such as the tone of his voice as Kane said those words.
But as soon as he saw the clock, he had rushed out of the bed and started to get dressed. He thought that if he left the house without having breakfast and would hurry, he would be able to get to work on time, but because he knew that this was not possible, he started to sweat from stress.
It was ironic that Camden, who was never satisfied with his high-ranking position at the company and often tried to escape his problems by getting drunk after stressful days, was now in a hurry to go to work. Yet there was nothing he could do, if he had given up everything he hated in his life, he wouldn't have what he has now.
After getting ready quickly and leaving the house, he went down to the garage at the same speed —although he almost fell down the stairs- he got in his car.
Contrary to what he had expected, the traffic was not heavy. Thanks to this, he got to his place of work quickly, but this did not change the fact that he was late.
After giving greetings to the two women at the reception and the familiar faces he saw regularly in the company, he directed his steps to the elevator, which he could not keep as fast as his greeting because he was out of breath.
He gripped the door of the elevator that was about to close and threw himself into the elevator harshly.
He didn't see who was behind him because he felt the need to fix himself while going upstairs to his boss' office; That's why instead of looking at them, he started to fix his clothes. Not realizing that this was one of the first clumsies he'd made today.
He shrugged his shoulders slightly, and startled when he heard a voice behind him.
"Did our relationship get to the point where I couldn't even get a greeting from you..."
This sentence, which was said with a slightly sarcastic tone, was overpowering Camden at that moment. Kane's muffled voice unconsciously made the sentence sound so cold and irritable despite him being so mischievous.
So Camden paused a bit before replying. Even though creating this delay would have made him pissed off, he coughed silently, cleared his throat, and said quietly,
"Good morning, Mr. Kane."
There was no reaction from his boss as he prepared himself to receive one. He had thought that why he didn't get any response is because he had said it without turning to him. So he was about to force himself to turn, but Kane's phone ringing echoed inside the elevator they were in.
Kane stared at Camden's exposed neck for a while, who had lowered his head, then reached into his pocket and slowly pulled out his phone. He must have been enjoying the tension he created inside the elevator. He wore a small, vague smile on his lips until his eyes read the text on his phone screen.
"Kane! You finally picked up your phone..."
The way Maven had been talking to Kane for a while in a somewhat flirty manner had made Camden uncomfortable.
Even though Kane didn't use fancy words like Maven, he didn't hesitate to give answers that kept up with her words. Sometimes Camden could even sense that his boss was speaking after he had deliberately come closer to him.
Camden checked his watch boredly and in jealousy, then glanced at the red light of the elevator floors. It was the first time that he had been disturbed by the fact that the company buildings were so high. Normally, every time he took the elevator, he wished that the time he spent before reaching the office would never pass. Now the opposite was happening.
Fortunately, they had reached the floor before Camden's jealousy suffocated him. He sighed and looked in surprise at his arm, which was suddenly grasped when he was about to go outside, then he turned around.
"Maven, we have a guest who will accompany us for dinner."