DOMINANT INTENTIONS : CHAPTER 21 – 30
DOMINANT INTENTIONS : CHAPTER 21 – 30
Getting out of the building, the guards were already surrounding Colt’s car again, and at this point, he’s tired of them.
King Kaden insists on getting followed around by guards and it’s fuçking sick.
Who does that shit these days?
Princes deserve some privacy too, but King Kaden won’t hear of it.
As he walked to the car, he got his phone out, dialling Tristan’s line.
“Oi, bro?” Tristan picked, and judging by the noises coming from his end, he’s definitely in the fighting ring.
“No clubbing tonight?” Colt asked, getting in the car.
“Nick is at the club, I’ll meet you guys later…mhua!” Tristan blew silly kisses, marring Colt’s expression.
“Bîtch” he made faces, getting in the car after the driver opened the door.
“To the club” he told the driver who immediately started the drive.
“See you tomorrow!” Freya said loudly, bowing in front of the building till the car went out of sight.
She stood straight, brushing her hair with her fingers.
“From now on, I’m not wearing underwear under my outfits again. I’ll bed him within a week” she said before going back inside.
DOMINANT INTENTIONS : CHAPTER 21 – 30
SENATOR’S MANSION*
Manson is still in front of his bathroom mirror, stark naked.
He has been checking himself out for the past one hour, and he just couldn’t stop staring.
To him, he’s the perfection no one deserves, and he does this self-fawning everyday without getting tired.
He took his dîck in hand, weighing it before chuckling, then he turned around.
“No one deserves me…no woman at all. This fineness is too much” he said, sweeping his hair back with his palm.
He took his phone to snap his nakedness, but then Senator Lucas came in.
Manson quickly wrapped a towel around his naked self.
“Look at you, Manson. Just take a good look at yourself. You’re the splitting image of your mother.
She was so self-absorbed that she killed herself, saying this world didn’t deserve her, and now you’re brewing that same insanity in your head too?” Senator Lucas said.
“Is it abnormal to appreciate my handsomeness? Please don’t start nagging again, it’s tiring” Manson replied, seeming annoyed.
Senator Lucas gave him a long look before sighing out, pointing an invite at him.
Manson took it slowly and opened it, his eyes widening.
“This is—”
“The yearly political Met Gala. It’s happening tomorrow but you’re too busy obsessing over yourself to notice posts about it all-over the internet.
I have an important zoom meeting tomorrow at that same time, and I’m not going. You should go in my stead” Senator Lucas said.
“Of course , you know I was made for these things!” Manson gushed, and Senator Lucas rolled eyes at him before leaving the bathroom.
“Fûck! What should I wear? I should break records what should I fuçking wear!” Manson rushed out of the bathroom too.
DOMINANT INTENTIONS : CHAPTER 21 – 30
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