A few minutes later, when the emcee announces James, he comes out wearing a shirt and pants instead of his usual suit. He sits down in front of the camera and smiles at the audience. “Hello, everyone!” he chirps.
The host starts with the interview, while Rohan stands on the side. He watches closely how James presents himself to the public and tries to memorize everything he does. He could use it against him later.
“You won last year’s competition. How did you prepare yourself for this season?” the host asks.
“I trained harder than before.”
“What kind of results did you get?”
“I was able to increase my muscle mass by two percent.”
“That’s an appreciable increase.”
“Not so much. That is why, for this season, I hired a personal trainer to help me reach my goals.”
“How many trainers do you have?”
“Only one, but I plan to hire more.”
“Are you going to share them with other contestants?”
“Of course not! I want to make sure that I win again this time.”
“What are your plans for the future? Will you open a couple more gyms under your chain of fitness centers?”
“Yes, it would be easier to manage if I have several locations.”
“I see. What are your thoughts on the current state of affairs in the country?”
“It is getting better every day.”
“Well, your good friend, Kendrick Walton, is bound to win as Senator.”
Rohan flinches at the mention of the name. It’s as if he is being reminded of his anger over the Waltons. Something that he learned to mask for the past few months.
“I hope so. He is an outstanding leader who cares deeply for our nation.”
The host laughs. “You know what? I agree with you there.”
James chuckles as well, and Rohan seethes with anger. The interview continues, and Rohan’s mind is no longer on it. He cannot stand hearing the name of the family that abused him. His hatred for them burns even stronger every time he hears their names.
Rohan steps away from it all to get through with his plan. Before this, he hired a prostitute. He informed her to wait for him by James’s room. In return, he will give her more money than she earns at the bar.
As ordered, she finds him leaning over the wall close to James’ room. “Hi, pretty boy. Where do you want to do it?” she greets. “A hotel will be nice.”
Instead, Rohan takes her hand and pulls her inside James’ assigned room. She doesn’t seem surprised or concerned about being taken there. She follows behind him saying nothing.
Walking inside, he locks the door after her. He takes off his jacket and tosses them aside. Then he walks up to her and grabs her chin firmly. He forces her head back and kisses her hard. Her lips part and she moans softly into his mouth. He holds her tight and presses his body against hers. He moves his hands to her waist and lifts her onto the desk. She answers it by wrapping her legs around his waist. He proceeds to remove her dress and slips his fingers between her thighs. He rubs her clit gently while kissing her neck and shoulders. She whimpers louder.
He breaks the kiss and looks at her. “I don’t have condoms with me.”
She looks at him with lust-filled eyes. “I’m on birth control.”
“Good.” He places her breasts in his mouth while squeezing them lightly. He sucks on each nipple until they become erect. He licks them and suckles.
She moans loudly and bites her lip. “Oh, fuck!”
He stops sucking and stands up straight. “Turn around.”
She obeys, and he unzips his pants. He shoves his manhood inside her. She gasps as he thrusts in and out of her. He grabs her hips and slams into her harder and faster. He keeps pounding her until he feels himself about to explode.
She screams, “Oh, god!”
He picks her up, so she is facing him, and fucks her hard. She cries out in pleasure, her fingers digging into his flesh. Rohan throws her down on the floor and rushes to get his clothes off his body. He kneels beside her and enters her again. He drives into her with such force that she can barely breathe. He bends down and kisses her passionately as he pumps into her.
“Oh, fuck! Yes!” she yells.
He releases inside her, and he falls on top of her. He kisses her neck and shoulder. She giggles at him and strokes his hair. He looks at her with a confused look on his face.
“Why are you laughing?” he asks.
She shakes her head and tries to stop herself from laughing. “I’m sorry, I can’t help myself.”
He looks at her with an annoyed expression. “What’s so funny?”
She wipes tears from her eyes and chuckles. “I just got fucked in a room meant for that James Yu in exchange for money. And I enjoyed it.”
Rohan rolls his eyes and gets off of her. He takes money from his jacket and hands it to her. She hides it in her clothes. “Is that it? I thought you said you would f*uck me until James Yu walks in on us.”
Suddenly, the door opens, and James looks at them. Rohan quickly covers his nakedness by grabbing a shirt and putting it on.
“What do we have here?” James asks. “My personal trainer is using my room to fuck his whore.”
The woman stands up and puts on the rest of her clothes. She walks over to Rohan and gives him a hug. “I’ll see you later, handsome. Call me again.”
James stares at Rohan with anger in his eyes. “Care to explain?”
“I will be more careful next time, sir.”
“You better be. Or you will be fired.” Suddenly, James moves to him. Rohan takes a step back. “I don’t like having women in this place,” he growls.
Rohan nods. “It won’t happen again, sir.”
“Good.” James pats him on the shoulder. “Go ahead and fix yourself. I still need to meet other celebrities.”
When James leaves the room, Rohan glares at the door. “Just you wait, you will fall into my trap soon,” he whispers.
A multi-step plan. Kyndra had always told him that to win, he needed more than one alternative plan in case Plan A fell apart.Now, Plan A has fallen apart. Kyndra mentioned that James was a closet homosexual. So Rohan expected that after that scene with the hired whore, James would force him to become his lover. That way, he will offer a different male to be his lover.“Rudi, don’t just stand there. Open the door,” James orders.That’s when Rohan realizes he’s been standing and staring at nothing for a while. He is inside James Yu’s office pretending to be a good employee.Gathering himself up, he walks up to the door and opens it. Mr. Dugal enters the room with a young man behind him. A new personal trainer, his hired male escort. The man is tall, muscular, and very handsome. He has short brown hair and dark brown eyes. His lips are full and pouty. He wears a tight black tank top underneath a polo shirt and grey slacks.He glances at him and gives a single bow as acknowledgment. The
A sweet trap. That’s exactly what James has fallen into. The retreat is for his stamina, but he is being trained in the pleasures of bed instead. Which means that Rohan has time for his revenge. Irving is proving himself to be useful to his plans. So useful, in fact, that Rohan gets out of the house because James’ moans of pleasure have become annoying.Every night, though, Irving still reports to him. He mentions that James is insecure about the power and influence of his mother. He also can’t admit to his mother that he is homosexual.And at the very few moments he finds them training, Irving always gives him cold water. It’s as if it’s his showing that he cares for James.“Here,” Irving will say. “You need to hydrate.”“Oh, thank you,” James responds and accepts the offered water.However, it will only take an hour. Soon, they are already kissing and making love again. And Rohan is getting a lot of resources. He has already finished a couple of videos and released them to the inter
Two weeks later, Irving arrives at the agreed spot with a briefcase. He hands it over to Rohan after they shake hands.“It’s all here,” he tells him. “I hope this is enough to keep your silence.”Rohan grins and opens the case. Inside are stacks of hundred-dollar bills. “It’s more than enough, Irving.”“Here,” he says. “James, also give you a plane ticket to get out of the country.”“To keep track of me?” Rohan smirks. “I don’t think that’s needed.”“He just wants to make sure.”Rohan whistles. “But I think you will soon ask for my help.”Irving stares at him. “What do you mean?”A cruel look appears on Rohan’s face. “Be careful dealing with the elites, Irving. They are people you won’t be able to handle.”“I can handle James just fine.”Rohan guffaws. “If you say so, be happy with your partner.”“And good luck with your plans,” Irving says before walking away.Rohan waves at him. He has already planned his next move. He needs to take care of some other people first. And soon, he will
The TV blares in the background while Rohan prepares his food and beer. He sits on the couch and watches the news. The anchorperson reports how the police discovered that James Yu died of a steroid overdose. Prolonged usage has made James healthy on the outside, but unhealthy and weak on the inside. “James Yu. The sole heir of the Yu dynasty died today,” the anchor said. “It will be remembered that James Yu has a problem with—” A knock comes on the door. Rohan smirks. Just about time. Hera did a good job, huh? He stands up from the couch and opens the door, revealing a distraught Irving. “They will kill me,” he greets. “I guess it’s not a good day for you?” He glances at the TV. “You already know.” “As you can hear.” Rohan opens the door wider for him. “Come in.” Irving enters the house and looks around. “I am glad you are still here.” “Why are you here, Irving?” “I need money to get out of the country.” “Why? You have James Yu’s fortune.” “If he is alive! But if he’s dead,
Two men enter the bedroom, breaking the door open. They point their guns at Rohan, who quickly grabs his pistol and points it at them, too. One of them smiles. “So you are the helper.” He pulls out a knife from his pocket and throws it at Rohan’s chest. He tries to evade, but the blade pierces through his shirt and the first layer of skin. He falls back onto the bed, clutching his shallow wound. Still, a trickle of blood gushes out from it. “You should’ve lived your life peacefully,” one of them snarls. Rohan looks at him with contempt. He did try, and what did that do to him? He became a slave to the Waltons. Worse, they took his inheritance from him, and they even attempted to take his life! So, this pain is nothing! “Where is Irving?” Rohan asks instead. “That half of a human will die today. We are—” To surprise them, he aims his gun at them and fires several shots before allowing them to finish speaking. One of them gets shot and collapses on the floor, bleeding heavily. Anot
Rohan walks through the lobby of the fashion studio, and his heart thumps in his chest. He’s fit now because of his stint with James Yu. For a few weeks, he also hired a modeling trainer to practice. He is just wondering if it’s enough to pass. But then, at least he is wearing his best suit, his hair carefully combed, and he’s determined to make a good impression. Besides, Rosalyn Rugge will be among the judges.And so, Rohan sits with the other hopefuls. Like him, they all look good. He is lost in thought that he almost misses it when his name is called. He quickly makes his way to the stage and greets the judges.“Mr. Hansel Crago, you are not wearing the assigned clothes,” one judge says. “Go and change your clothes. You should be in boxers.”“Oh, I am sorry. I didn’t know.”Of course, Rohan knows that. He needs it just so the judges will remember him, even if it’s the ugly type of being noticed. Besides, he will be Hansel Crago for only a while.One judge groans, “Then just leave
It is the night of the party, and as soon as Rohan steps into the room, he immediately senses the tension in the air. He glances around, noticing that the faces of the models are drawn and tight with anxiety. As he surveys the room, he pauses. A tingling sensation goes up his spine. Something is wrong, and it is definitely outside his plan.He walks towards Rosalyn, and she reaches out to him. “Welcome to your first Rugge’s party, Hansel.”“It is my pleasure, ma’am,” he answers.“Come, sit here beside me,” she offers.And Rohan did. “You will stay a little longer tonight, right?” she asks, which Rohan answers with a nod.They talk about modeling and pointers on how to improve. However, Rohan can’t help but look around. Something is amiss, and it is making him uneasy.Suddenly, a loud crash breaks the silence and everyone in the room jump. Rohan spins around to see a group of models hurling insults at each other. There is a lot of pushing and shoving, but no one is actually throwing pu
“Let me take you home,” Rohan offers to Rosalyn when they are about to leave the chaos in the building. Rosalyn interlaces her arms in his and he smiles at her. She is his target, and she doesn’t even know the things he plans for her. Dashing out of the street, he grabs Rosalyn’s hand and makes his way to the parked car. It is a Range Rover, something that will not interest Rosalyn. However, when they enter, she realizes that it is customized, from the seats to the entertainment and even the hood. Before she can say anything, Rohan asks, “It may be insensitive of me, but may I know where your house is?” After saying her address, she settles on the seat. She seems so relaxed and harmless. No one would know that she’s previously one of the Ten Elites. She enjoyed her time there and even now, she gives massive support to them–as Kyndra had told him before. Maybe, instead of her house, Rohan can bring her somewhere he can kill her? No! He shakes his head. He is not a murderer like that