LOGINNickolai's POV I felt bad. I had avoided certain things today because I was still carrying guilt over everything that had happened. I wanted Damian. I wanted to be with him more than anything. But I couldn't bring myself to stop thinking about the divorce that had finally been finalized. As I parked the car in the driveway leading to the penthouse—the place that had always felt like home—I realized just how much I had missed it. Before everything fell apart, it had been my sanctuary. My ex-wife had abandoned Derek as though he had never deserved anything from either of us. The way she looked at him... The way she complained about everything he did, forgetting he was only a baby. The way she would leave the house without him just to "find her peace," as she always put it. I knew I couldn't fight that battle alone. I had booked countless vacations, retreats, and therapy sessions for her, hoping she would finally have a safe place to express whatever she was feeling. But every
Damian's POV As we sat on a bench a little way from the ocean, he held my fingers tightly, gently caressing each one of them. "I come here often," he said casually, as though the confession didn't hurt him one bit. "Whenever my ex-wife started acting distant..." He paused, scanning the shoreline. "She was always distant." He let out a quiet laugh, but the humor did nothing to lighten the heaviness in his voice. The cool breeze drifting in from the ocean made me shiver. Whatever was growing between us felt too real now, too precious for me to risk ruining. Yet I couldn't shake the thoughts running through my head. "I signed a deal with someone important today," he continued, his gaze fixed on the endless waves as the wind brushed the strands of hair that had fallen onto his forehead. "How was it?" I asked, eager to hear about his day and secretly hoping I'd get to tell him about mine too. "It was perfect." He paused. His expression shifted instantly before he spoke again. He
Damian's POV Even as I constantly watched my phone, hoping Nickolai had texted me, my mind kept replaying everything that had happened that morning and the beautiful moments we had shared the night before. I had texted him that morning, right after we said our goodbyes. My assistant was currently instructing the staff to keep the studio spotless because of the important visitor we would be having. I hadn't realized someone was already inside my office until I heard my assistant giggling behind the person. I raised my gaze and was met with my best friend—my only friend. "Where have you been?" he asked, raising a brow with the concern he never failed to show me. "Derek." I quickly cleared my throat, trying to wash away the feelings that were clouding my thoughts. I rubbed my temples, avoiding his eyes. "Work." I had lied. A small part of me wanted to tell my best friend the truth. But there was no way I could tell him I was sleeping with his father. He would never forgive
Nickolai's POV After climaxing countless times, I stood up from the bed and walked into the bathroom to get away from Damian. I could lie beside him all day and never get tired of being with him. But I needed to leave and get back to work. After kissing him goodbye, I walked out of the hotel, leaving Damian to get ready for work. If we stayed in the room any longer, Derek would grow suspicious, and I was trying my best to avoid anything that would make him find out about all this before I told him myself. As I walked into the office, I prepared myself for everything I had ahead of me. My assistant walked behind me as she tried to brief me on everything that was happening today. "It's a busy day, sir, a—" she said while I pushed the door to my office open. "You have a visitor." She paused. We both focused on a familiar face I hadn't seen in a long time. I had decided to pause whatever my private investigator was working on because I was finally beginning to experience the happ
Damian’s POVToday just felt right as the little sun from the curtains pierced through my eyes. I groaned, as I watched the nightstand and saw that it was already eight in the morning. I was shocked as I tried to move my body but all I am left with is the man beside me whose leg is draped over my leg and he was lightly snoring beside my ears. I looked down at the mess we had created to find Nickolai as hard as I am. I was so sure he enjoyed yesterday, because Nickolai wasn’t someone to still be asleep. And I wanted this to be so much worth it. But I knew I had to do this as quiet as possible, so I slowly rolled off the bed to properly face him. I lifted the covers and slid underneath. I slowly opened his thighs so I could easily get into it. Nickolai stirred a little, taking a deep breath. As I widened my eyes, to look up at him. But he just settled. So I move between his legs and take his huge, thick and long cock, taking in the woody scent and the dried cum that remained from
Nickolai’s POV“Fuck…” he moaned, as my fingers slipped into his hole swirling around his hole. His eyes fluttered shut. I added another finger into his hole. I gripped his thighs and opened him more, lifting him up to be sure I was properly hitting the spot to make him go crazy. I squirted some lubes on my dick, stroking my erection with my other hand while my fingers worked on making his ass open. I gripped my cock, as I slowly aimed for the head, pushing it between his cheeks. He was trembling. “You have to calm down,” I whispered into his ear. As I pushed into him slowly. I gently shoved dick inside his ass. Seeing his face slightly move in discomfort restrained me from plunging myself in completely at once. His body eased completely, enough for me to push in more and I slipped the whole cock into his body. He moaned loudly. I sucked on his ear as an approval. I loved it too. “Fffuck me..daddy” his words came out slowly. I drove my cock deeper into the tightest ass I have
Damian's POV YOUR SECRETS ARE NO LONGER SAFE WITH ME. The words bled across the card like they had been written in fury pressed so hard into the paper that the ink had nearly torn through the other side. It had been dropped in front of the studio. Just sitting there. Waiting for me. The momen
Nickolai’s POV The moment I got home. Tears pooled at the corners of my eyes as I thought about the memories my wife and I had shared before she made up her mind and thought about leaving the marriage. My heart stumbled as I walked to the bar to pick up the wine. The penthouse felt lonely sinc
Here's the corrected and emotionally deepened version: Nickolai's POV Derek was home. I had disappointed my son enough. And today was not going to be about me again. The moment the key jiggled in the lock, I was already moving. My feet carried me before my mind could catch up, ducking into
Damian’s POV I sighed as I scribbled my signature on the last piece of paper my assistant dropped on my table before the disaster happened. I was happy I was finally going home to my bed. I had wanted to be here so badly, and here I was rushing to go back home like I hadn't practically begged to







