CHAPTER 20

I literally ran over to the corner and hugged Keith from behind. As I whipped him around to face me, his face was puffy and red, he'd been crying alot

"I'm sorry for whining sir, will you please forgive me?" his raspy and croaky voice whispered out to me as his lips formed a small desperate smile.

"Oh shit" I muttered and carried him bridal style. I took him over to the bed and laid him down.

I couldn't believe I made him do this. I'm a terrible person. I rushed to the bathroom and turned on the faucets allowing warm water to pour into the tub.

I squirted some bubbly straw berry liquid soap into the water and mixed it up with my hand.

I got out of the bathroom and went over to my bed, I carried him again and headed for the bathroom. He was already naked so I just slowly set him in the tub, he had been sweating and his eyes were barely open.

"Do you forgive me daddy?" he whispered again and I just shook my head at my own cruelty.

"You don't?" he asked making sobbing sounds as he tried scratching at my arms.

"Keith, I should be the one asking for your forgiveness, I made you stand there for more than six hours" I said stroking his hair so he would calm down.

"I'm sorry Keith, I won't ever let my emotions get in the way of our.....um..." I just kissed his head instead of finishing that sentence.

"I forgive you" he said and turned his head to look at me. He slowly blinked his eyes and leaned up. As he came closer, I almost did a double take as I felt his breath on my lips. I shut my eyes.

"S'okay, I won't kiss you" the amount of hurt in his tone was too much to handle. I got up and left the bathroom.

KEITH

He just left me in the sweet smelling soapy water. Maybe he didn't love me enough to kiss me. Come to think of it, he's never really kissed me on the lips, I've never even touched his dick properly or even seen it.

I sighed as I grabbed the bottle of shampoo and squirted it in my hair. As soon as I dropped the bottle, I felt a pair of hands massage the semi liquid into my scalp.

I moaned as said hands tugged and massaged my hair gently. I turned around and Isaiah sat there shirtless just washing my hair.

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After the bath, Isaiah took the trouble to dry my body with a towel and and even tried to pleasure me by rubbing on my dick but my knees had to ruin the moment by giving out.

It was now time to sleep but I hadn't brought my PJs not because I was forgetful but because I thought I'd get my own room where I could sleep in my underwear.

I just stood over my luggage in my underwear trying to find anything comfortable to sleep. After a few minutes and mindlessly ransacking, Isaiah noticed and hugged me from behind. I turned to him and he just smiled and took off his shirt.

"Here" he said handing me the shirt. His body would not cease to make me both internally and externally drool.

I took the shirt and tugged it on. It was bigger than me. I was also warm and smelled just like him. I loved it.

"Thanks" I whispered and he tapped on my shoulder before holding my hand and leading me to the bed.

He was being really gentle with me and I wasn't complaining but it would be nice to be rough handled a bit. I laid on the bed and he climbed unto the space next to me.

He covered us both with sheets and turned to the other direction before whispering a low "goodnight".

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I woke up the next morning feeling empty, or maybe it was the cold empty space beside me. I sat up and glanced around the room. No sign of Isaiah.

My eyes eventually fixed on a piece of paper on the nightstand. I immediately grabbed and unfolded it.

Outside

I got out of bed and took a bath and brushed my teeth real quick before leaving in some casual clothes.

I found his car parked out side with him leaning against it. As soon as he saw me, he spread his arms out for a hug which was weird but I accepted it.

He motioned for me to get in the car while he held the door open for me. I made a face but got in anyway.

He jogged to the other side and jogged in too. As soon as he started the car, he received a text. He just looked at the sender and turned off his phone immediately while clenching his jaws in anger.

He grabbed the wheel a little too tightly which made his knuckles turn white. I stared at him for a while before taking my hand to his thigh. As my hand slowly got closer, he just stopped to stare at it weirdly, I immediately took that as a sign and took my hand up to his shoulder.

He sighed and grabbed my hand and put it on his thigh dangerously close to his crotch.

"Thank you" he muttered and gulped before leaning in and planting a soft kiss on my cheek. Blood quickly rushed to my cheeks and I squeezed making him stiffen a bit.

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The drive was the same as last night, I spent most of the time just staring out the window.

He finally stopped at a store and rushed out jogging over to my side to open the door. As soon as I stepped out, he shut it and held my hand giving ne a desperate smile before leading me towards the building.

As we entered the building, I was amazed by the dazzling mix of gold and white. There were symbols running across walls and some pillars. It was a work of pure precisioned art.

"Good day Mr Mateo" a thick male French accent rang from in front of us.

Isaiah's hold on my hand loosened and as the man was close enough, he let go and hugged the man warmly making sure to take my hand in his again after letting go.

"It's been so long" the man said again making Isaiah let out a small chuckle. They began speaking in French, I assumed they were just catching up.

"So who's this young man?" the man finally asked in English smiling down at me.

"Keith Mitchell sir" I said so lowly it came out as a whisper.

The man was about to speak again when Isaiah leaned in and whispered some stuff in his ears. The man nodded and with a snap of his fingers, two girls appeared out of nowhere with boxes in their hands.

"Thank you" the man pointed at the boxes and Isaiah nodded and they bid each other farewell while the girls just stood there as the man left.

We walked out with both girls following closely behind us. Isaiah opened the back door and then the girls put the boxes neatly at the back.

"Where to?" I asked as he started the car again. He just smiled and drove away.

Three chapters in two days?...Who am I?..........My throats hurts...*cough*