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SWEET WINE AND GUITAR

Bryan Wood lost his father when he was young and had only his mother to cater for him and his two sisters. He had to work part time jobs to survive hoping one day his dream of being a musician. He left his home town for College and to find his dreams. But instead, he met the cocky, manipulative Skye Miller, who turned out to be his Boss. Skye Miller was the nightmare. A wealthy mafia boss who recently separated from his wife. When he saw the pretty singer in his Bar. He felt a sudden attraction and a need to keep him.

Didifavy · LGBT+
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25 Chs

Twelve

Something turned inside when I saw the two men across the room conversing and laughing. It actually made me furious and I didn't know. This was what had kept him so busy. I had a strange feeling about the White skinned man. He looked girly and so pretty, he gave me the feeling that he was one of those men who likes their fellow men and I didn't know why Skye allowed him to be close.                        

"Who's that?" Juliet asked. She noticed who I was staring at.

"That's my Boss"

She accessed him. " He's hot but he seems arrogant"

"He's not arrogant." I defended him. Skye may look cocky and arrogant but he wasn't. Someone that was arrogant wouldn't stoop so low to take care of him

in his sick bed.

 

I needed to take it easy with wine because I already drank a lot. I was also restless and couldn't grasp anything Sam Chattered about. The loud music didn't stop him from being a chatterbox. Patrick and Juliet listened keenly and laughed at his jokes but I wasn't at all interested.

Skye and the white skinned man later joined our table. Skye sat on the empty seat to my left while the white skinned man sat next to Skye.

Juliet was quick to introduce herself immediately to him as my girlfriend..

"It's my pleasure to officially meet you, I have heard so much about you from Bryan"he took her hands that she offered for a handshake and kissed it.

" Oh really?" She blushed and glanced at me. " I didn't know that".

His hand reached out and patted my back as if I was a child. His palm then slid into my hair and grasped it.

I frowned at him and he smiled smugly and loosened my hair.

It was late already and the taxi Juliet ordered was parked outside. I tried my best to see her off.

" You seem close with your Boss" she said outside, she didn't drink much so she wasn't that drunk. She seems to have noticed something I didn't notice.

" Yeah, a little" I scratched my hair.

She didn't ask any more questions but said her goodbyes.

My heart churned with anger seeing the White skinned heavily flirting with Skye. He was in Skye's space and Skye didn't do anything to stop him but encouraged it.

All his attention was on me before I left with Juliet and it was irritating that it had to divert so quickly to the dickhead. I reached close and shoved his hands from Skye. " It's already late, you should go home" I tried to sound calm.

" No, I am staying with him tonight," he slurred and pouted. My first clenched and my blood boiled at his stupid pout and him wanting to stay with Skye and I tried so hard not to smack him on his face. He looks red and drunk.

" I already ordered a taxi. He will be here soon" Skye said grinning. It seems like he was enjoying himself with the drama.

Skye drove me back home after everyone had gone home. I gave him the cold shoulder on our way home but that didn't stop him from helping me into his room because I was tipsy to work straight.

" It's annoying that you allow a man like that close to you"

" Why?. He's my friend"

" Friends don't openly touch and flirt with each other"

He made me more pissed with his calmness and fake clueless smile. Was he really enjoying my tantrums?.

I was being unreasonable and selfish but I didn't care. I knew that he might need to satisfy his desires and for some reason I didn't want it especially if it was a man. I don't even want to think of Skye allowing any man to lean on him.

I moved so fast like the wind and gripped his shirt. My heart tightened and my stomach churned when I placed my hand on his crotch area.

I was shocked when I felt his hardness. His plane trousers made it more obvious and easy to grasp.

" He's your friend for this?" My tone was low and fragile.