Devoted To The Billionaire Widower

Chapter 15. Dinner tonight

For five nights the new partners didn't immediately enact their plans, this is because Callahan said it would be too sudden and suspicious but on the 6th night the little flirting they started escalated...

It is 7 pm in the Storm household, the usual dinner time. Storm came fashionably late as usual for reasons best known to him. On entering the dining room, he is welcomed by the brief sight of Callahan and Bash making out. Cassandra was just seating at the far end of the table with a flushed face.

Storm squinted and sat at the head chair, he is wearing another shade of his three-piece pajama suit, peach and black to be specific. Although the once kissing pair have stopped, he couldn't help but noticed Callahan's fingers intertwined with Bash's own.

"Let us eat, "Storm says as the patriarch of the family.

To further drag his brother's attention, Callahan intentionally feeds Bash with chicken pesto stuffed sweet potatoes from his plate. Storm glares but doesn't stop him while Bash uncomfortably swallows the food.

In another instance, Bash was unaware of a food crump on the side of his mouth, and instead of Callahan cleaning it like a normal human being, he leaned and licked off the boy's face slowly. "Ummh, " Bash unconsciously moaned, Storm ground his teeth, he stabs the chicken before him with his fork Aggressively but refused to make eye contact. Unbeknown to him, Bash only moaned in displeasure. The lick from Callahan caused him goosebumps and enormous disturbance.

"How was work today, "Callahan asked, his true intention is to hear his brother's tone.

"Was okay, "Storm says calmly but the stillness in his voice could cut through steel, Callahan hummed and continued playing with his new toy.

Storm watched as Callahan's hand wandered under the table and after some seconds, Bash giggled. He felt the need to complain about the shameless act of the two but kept shut. He kept looking at Callahan with hopes of getting him to look back but he didn't and Storm felt it was intentional.

When Storm's wine glass emptied, James came to refill, looking at the lovebirds he unconsciously sneered although only Storm heard.

His boss gave him a reprimanding glare, timelessly he had warned this butler that it is not in his place to judge or comment on what happens in the family.

Understanding his boss's look, James murmured an apology and bowed before returning to his spot, a few meters behind Storm.

With his appetite gone because of the unsought display of affection, Storm mended the corners of his mouth with a napkin and rose. "I would like to have a word with you Callahan, I'll be in my study, "he says and waits for a reply.

"Okay, "Callahan responded, giving him a once overlook, Storm furrowed his eyebrows as he left the room.

*

Callahan entered the study without knocking since the A. I screen by the door, displayed an unlocked digital padlock. "You wanted to see me, here I am, "he told as got seated.

Storm who had his glasses on took them off and placed it in its case then closed his laptop. Intertwining the fingers of both his hand, he placed them on the table. His brows drew tight as he prepared to speak. "Callahan didn't I warn you to stay clear of the kids? Didn't I tell you that they are my responsibility now? What on earth are you doing with the boy? "He berated.

Callahan twisted his lips." For starters they are not kids, both are adults who are capable making decisions and owning up to their mistakes. And let me correct you, I am not getting involved with the kids." He quotes with his index and middle finger. "Am only interested in Bash, "he confessed.

Allely instantly, Storm banged his right fist on the desks and stabs the index finger of his left at his brother. "I told you you to stay away from them but here you are! " He shakes his head in disenchantment. "Here you are, taking advantage of that boy, Do you have no class? He is nothing but a poor orphan, leeching off Rose's kindness, A total swine, and worst of all, his a freaking gay d**g addict. How low can you go?" Storm berated.

Waving his head in sheer disappointment, Callahan bit his lower lip as he mused, ' cutie look at the man you love, he can't stand the thought of you, he doesn't deserve your loyalty.' He reclines in his seat and lop-sided smirked. "Just say it Storm, you like him, "He taunted.

Storm narrowed."What nonsense are you sprouting out of your mouth?!" he asked.

The smug on Callahan's face glowed, ' perfect reaction brother. ' He leans closer with his hands on the desk. "If you find him disgusting I guess you don't like him and most certainly won't feel jealous when I make the cutie mine, "he said.

Storm scoffed and gave a short mocking chuckle, "why do you love playing games? We both know you have no interest in dating the boy, you just want to satisfy your urges, "he asserted.

Callahan raised a nonchalant brow, "so what?" "So what if I just wanna get laid? The boy is no kid, he already signed the non-disclosure agreement so what do I stand to lose?"

Members of the Storm household including the workers all signed the secrecy contract, what happens in the Storm household, stays in the Storm household. Cassandra and Bash were not exempted, both signed and didn't think much about it since they assumed rich people love their privacy.

"I won't allow you to a***e that privilege!"Storm barked.

Clicking his tongue Callahan said, "I know why you are bitter, it's because you are pained. I get to have someone you f****d years ago, you hate sharing." Storm ground his jaws and it was visible, that gesture alone made Callahan's smile stretch, he is right after all. "You better get over it, am going to have him whether you consent or not."

"Callahan, "Storm calls him and paused, "don't make me do something drastic, " he threatened.

Callahan busted into a fit of laughter that seemed forced, intentionally he wiped away a year that didn't drop to mock his brother. "By drastic, you mean to kick me out?" He says with a smile then frowned. "You wouldn't dare."

The two brothers had a staring battle for a few minutes, shooting daggers at themselves before Callahan rose. "Sweet dreams brother, "he said as he turned to leave but not without fueling his brother's rage, "I would love to stay and chat but I have a cutie to attend to, "he added and walked out.

When the door shut, Storm shoved down all the stick art and photo frames on his desk, he is steaming with anger. The veins on his neck were throbbing violently and his fist was clutched so tightly that blood flow was constrained. It's been so long since he has been this upset and it's all because of that vile boy...