Brutal Romance

Round 1: Heat

Lucas POV

Such a drama queen!

Driving towards my unit alongside a wasted passenger who can no longer hold his alcohol intake felt like the longest ride I had in my lifetime. I have seen him get drunk but not as wasted as he is right now. What is his problem to go as far as this?

The drive is short. After parking the wheels on my usual spot, the next thing that I did is to pull my passenger off the car and help him walk until we reach the lift to my unit.

He dropped like a lifeless log on my bed.

His features are too good to be ignored despite being so wasted. Quickly, I fetch some clothes that he can wear. Grab the basin and add some cold water in it. One at a time I strip his clothes revealing his fair white and soft skin. I gulp seeing him almost naked on my bed, luckily, I am in control of myself and focus on cleaning him up.

He is now sleeping peacefully.

The heat of the sun reaches my face. I groaned in discomfort and felt something move behind the covers, yeah right, it's him. I force myself to wake up and fix the curtain to block the rays coming from the outside.  After fixing myself I went to the kitchen to prepare something that we can eat. I'm sure he will have a throbbing pain in his head once he wakes up.

Opening the fridge, I pick the eggs and bacon, I also grab the soup mixture. I began to toast some bread and turn the coffee brewer on. I am almost done cooking and enjoying the steamy cup of coffee when he comes in from the bedroom.

"Hey! What have you done this time you shitty bastard?" Instantly, I wanted to knock some sense in his head right now. Can he at least thank me first for tending to him last night? "Do you want to start your day with a black eye on your face?" I told him as I move towards where he is standing. I am in front of him when he pushes me aside and went to the dish drainer to grab a cup and pour some coffee in it. "Yeah? Well try it and we will see who will end up having a black eye or a bruise." He retorts as he blew on his cup before taking a sip on it. 

I just ignore him and fix the plate on the table and started eating the bacon with scrambled eggs and butter toast. 

"Pass me the bacon!" He told me with a bored look in his face. "Not even good morning? Definitely an asshole." I retort back as I drop the plate with the fried bacons. He just rolls his eyes on me!  "What is good when you are the first thing, I saw this morning! Seems like a nightmare in the making." He said as he munches on the bacon.

I regret not adding poison on his food.

After he is done eating, he just left the plate, utensils and the cup on the table. Great! I collect the plates and began sorting them before placing them on the kitchen counter. I finished cleaning the dishes. Too exhausted because of lack of sleep I decided to continue my nap.

"Feeling at home?" I sarcastically ask him when I saw him walking out of the shower. His hair still damp, a towel wrap around his waist.

I keep checking in his topless body. "Don't look at me like you are a creep! Besides you need to be more welcoming with your visitor." He said as he pulls a shirt on my drawer and put it on then place himself on my bed.

Just wow! He really is getting into my nerves.

Charles POV

Last night, I went to drink to my heart's content. 

It's my fault why my brother is crying and decided to move away, if only I was able to protect him like what a big brother normally do, this will not happen.

Damn that Liam! I cannot forgive him for hurting my baby brother.

How can he be so judgmental without listening to him first? I know my brother he is not someone who can sleep to some random guy. Public s*x is not his thing. I let it go for now when I realized I am on someone’s pad. The place is familiar I have been in here once. So it was that bastard who pick me up last night.

I walk to his kitchen as the smell of food fill my nostrils. I am not mistaken it is Lucas who is cooking some bacon while holding a cup of coffee.

We had breakfast. 

Honestly, I'm surprised how we did not end up hurting each other despite the cursing. I left him and decided to help myself to take shower since the smell of alcohol still linger on my body. 

As I walk out of the stall, I saw Lucas eyeing at me. No, he is like a rapist ready to pounce at me any minute, so I prepare myself just in case he attempted to do something stupid, but he did not.

I comfortably position myself when I see that he turns off the lights which makes the room look dim. Then I felt him next to me as he pulls the cover to his chest.

I chose to ignore him like I always do.

But his arms began touching me here and there. Pissed off I slap his hands away.

"What's your problem?!" He shouts at me. How dare he ask me that.  "You are my problem! Can you stop molesting me?" I told him with death glares. The bastard just smirks at me. "Don't act as if we have not done it! Your ass is no longer a virgin because of me remember?" His words bring back all the memories! s**t this guy why did he have to bring that topic now. 

"I don't care! Just stop okay?" I told him.

I wanted to hit that smug on his face away. 

He never listens. His hands began to caress me again. I had enough, I twist his hand. Serves him right! 

"Arghhhh!" I heard him grit in pain. But he places his other arm on my neck strangling me, I can feel the need for oxygen. I start to lose my grip; he releases me coughing. In that instant his fist hit me in my jaw. The pain seer in my entire being. Then I felt his lips on mine, he is kissing me and I can see the desire in his eyes. My brain is telling me to stop him but my body is reacting otherwise.

His kisses began rough but now I can feel them so passionately touching my own lips. They taste like cherries and strawberries. I felt his hands caress the spot that his fist landed earlier. Why is he always like this hitting me then would take care of me like a fragile vase?

We break our kiss, the room is dim, but I can see his orbs crystal clear looking at me.

"I never thought I'll want you so bad." He said before he continues kissing my neck down to my chest.

With all the sensation he is giving me I let it take over me.

My hands now draped his muscular body. Moaning hard because of how good his touch makes me feels. I want more of him. When he ceases to breathe I took the opportunity to switch our places.

On top of him, I trace his jaw to his lips. He gulped when he felt my breath next to his neck. Honestly, that is all I remembered before everything gets black.