Chapter 40
Chapter 40:
“I understand your concerns, but I’m an adult, and I have the right to make my own decisions,” I said, keeping my voice steady.
Aunt Yasmin and Uncle Reza exchanged a glance, and I felt a deep sense of frustration as I realized the implications of my confession—and the small white lie I had told my aunt and uncle.
They couldn’t know about my relationship with Oscar, or I risked losing my position as the head of the family. For original chapters go to.net
I tried to keep my emotions in check as I spoke. “I understand that this might be difficult for you to accept, but I hope that you can respect and support me in choosing who I want for my future p>
Aunt Yasmin and Uncle Reza exchanged another worried look. “Ghazi, we love you, and we want what’s best for you. But this is not something we think you should hide,” Aunt Yasmin said, her tone more urgent now. I knew they were curious, and their greedy hands were eager to dip into the funds of the Davenport family.
The thought that I might choose someone else had clearly unsettled them. I could almost laugh at the irony, but I decided to keep quiet.
“I understand,” I replied, keeping my voice steady. “But I’m sure with time, things will turn out for the better.” Well, maybe not.
Though, I didn’t really care.
I wasn’t going to change my sexual preference for them. But for the sake of my secret life with Oscar, I’d keep making promises to distract them from me and my nonexistent future bride. I also knew I had to be cautious and protect both myself and Oscar from any potential harm.
An hour later, I walked out of the restaurant where Aunt Yasmin had held her little intervention. A wave of frustration washed over me. I wished I could be open about my relationship with Oscar, but I knew it wasn’t safe.
Oscar was back at my apartment later that evening. He had sensed my frustration and made everything better when he suggested I pick our activities for the night. I was so uneasy with our secret rendezvous that I needed something with an edge. I needed to feel excitement after the kind of afternoon I had spent with my family.
I needed to let go.
To be free.
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“Come on, we’re going to a secret club,” I said.
An hour later, we walked into the club, and I already felt better. I was well aware that some of the patrons were kissing and even having sex out in the open. Some were fully dressed, while others were completely naked. I enjoyed that Oscar was inching closer to me, his hand dampening in mine as he glanced around, practically gawking.
I smirked and kissed his cheek, whispering that we were getting a table and going to enjoy the night. We were at a private sex club, so exclusive that no phones were allowed, and members were carefully vetted. On the main stage, four young men were performing, their naked bodies intertwined as they engaged in intricate sex, moaning deeply, filling the air with their sexy, guttural sounds.
“Enjoying the show, baby?” I asked, and Oscar hissed before letting out a soft, unexpected moan when I rested my hand higher on his thigh.
“Why have I never heard of this club?” he whispered, his breath hitching as my lips nipped his ear, and my hand slipped behind him. I pulled my lover into my arms as we sat on the expensive leather sofa, facing the stage.
“It’s very exclusive. I was invited here by Kamaria, who runs the escort service where I hire dates for events p>
“Ghazi…” Oscar interrupted me, sensing I was getting friskier.