Chapter 3

"Do I have to wear this?"

I felt uncomfortable in the luxurious suit I was wearing, my back clearly showing through the thin fabric at the back of the blazer. The white suit with a sprinkling of pearls and the glittering fabric made this suit extremely stunning.

"Gosh, that looks over the top," I said.

"Don't overdo it, just relax. It suits you, even though you're poor."

Tonight, exactly three days after my first meeting with Gerry, Gerry began his original plan to take me to his parents' house. To be honest, this took a lot of courage because Gerry comes from a Mafia family, which meant I was entering territory that didn't suit me.

I gave Gerry a fierce look. "Is this any way to thank the man who saved your life?"

Gerry took a leisurely drag on his cigarette. "You're so selfless, even though you helped me for money."

Gerry took my hand, looking like a dominant who didn't want his submissive to get away from him. No, realise Zharies, you can't fall in love with your money tree. until our agreement is finalised I can't fall in love with this man.

We went into a house that was so big that it would be more accurate to call it a mansion than a house. It's thousands of metres long and it's a four-storey mansion with very impressive architecture. I'm sure even if all my organs were sold, the money wouldn't be enough to buy that house.

"Where is your shame, you son of a bitch?"

I jumped in shock, a booming voice echoing through the mansion, I reflexively clutched Gerry's arm to quell my fear, hell if it made Gerry uncomfortable.

"You ran away from your engagement ceremony with Monica and then came back here with a sissy at your side."

I glared, Sissy? What the hell was that? Even though I'm gay, I don't shamefully act like a sissy. This was a huge insult to me.

"Please correct your words, sir. I'm not a sissy, do you have any misconceptions about a person's appearance?"

Gerry burst out laughing, then he burst out laughing when he heard my rebuttal. I just looked at him strangely, while the man who was probably Gerry's father just stared at me with a cold and judgmental look.

"That's the first time I've ever heard such a clear insult to Jerry Devanio Enriqo. Did you hear that? He said you're short-sighted," Gerry said contemptuously to the man standing at the base of the stairs.

Now I cursed my mouth for speaking carelessly, Gerry seemed to take the creepy looking man in stride, but I actually shrank slightly under the intimidating pressure of a creepy person like him.

"It's true, you two are both insolent. No wonder you chose this man over Monica, what did you get out of him, huh? How will the Enriqo family have descendants if you choose a boy like him?"

"It's okay, offspring is easy to get, can't men be impregnated with money?" Gerry replied without hesitation.

The man's cheeks and forehead twitched as he came down the stairs to join us. I immediately took cover behind Gerry in case he attacked me. And sure enough, as soon as he was in front of us, he pulled on Gerry's shirt collar with all his might.

"Did you forget what I said you bastard? I won't give a penny of my money and my business to a disobedient son like you if you cancel the Arranged Marriage between Enriqo's family and Norine's family. It's not just about business, Gerry, it's about pride too!"

As Gerry and his father argued, a horde of people, consisting of a woman and several men, suddenly appeared behind him. The woman walked proudly and smiled wryly. I didn't know who she was, she must have been about Gerry's age, was it Monica?

"Ah! Monica, you've come at last. Gerry has returned today and wants to apologise for his actions," said Mr Jerry (that's Gerry's father's name, I knew that from what Gerry said earlier).

"I was sure this would happen," Monica said confidently. "Gerry, I have forgiven you for what you have done. Let's start our love journey all over again---"

A puff of cigarette smoke hit Monica's face, Gerry, who had been the culprit, just wiped his own lips and acted nonchalant.

"Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to, what were you saying?" Gerry asked.

Monica growled and stamped her foot in annoyance. "What's on your mind?! What were you thinking when you did that, Gerry?! Have you forgotten who my father is?"

"Oh, I remember. What happened to your father? Is he dead?" Gerry asked.

I was just stunned, how could that bastard say something like that in front of other people? I didn't understand his reasoning, but I was sure of one thing. Yeah, she was mad.

"Damn you!" Monica shouted in annoyance, turning to me for a moment, her eyebrows raised. "You! You're the cause of this problem! You fucking gay boy!"

Monica started to slap me across the face, but Gerry caught her hand before it could hit my cheek.

"Stop it Monica, let my hand slap my lover's bottom every night, he doesn't like a slap from a woman. Right, baby?" Gerry said as he looked at me.

Damn, I was confused by Gerry's impromptu seduction, this was not in the script I had prepared in my head. How could Gerry suddenly say such lewd and sensual things in front of everyone? I didn't know how little shame Gerry had.

My face turned red, as did Monica's. I don't know why she was blushing, but I was definitely blushing from Gerry's sensual words.

I put my lips to Gerry's ear, intending to whisper to Gerry to cut down on his silly behaviour for the safety of both of us.

"Gerry, you better stop it---hmpphh!"

Everyone was wide-eyed and so was I. Without me being able to stop or avoid it, Gerry suddenly grabbed my lips and made us kiss sensually in front of everyone in the room. Gerry even lifted my body slightly while squeezing my buttocks, I could feel every movement of Gerry's tongue in my mouth, my body felt weak and almost helpless.

Damn, at this rate my arse is going to get hard just like that. To hell with embarrassment, but I really can't stand this. Kissing a man as handsome as Gerry must be the dream of every gay man out there.

In the middle of our kissing session, a man suddenly pulled Gerry's body away from mine and punched him hard in the face.

My body was pushed slightly and I almost fell, but instead of letting me fall, the man held my hand and took me into his arms.

"Damn you. You just dumped my sister and want to find a boy to replace her? It turns out you're an asshole and for all you know the boy you claim to be your lover has a special relationship with me," the man said.

"Sam! What do you mean?" Monica shouted, her face flushed.

My eyes widened and I suddenly felt dazed. When did I start dating? I don't think I have a boyfriend now because I'm afraid of my jinx. But what is this? What kind of situation is this?

The man looked at me, put his arms around my waist and whispered in my ear. "Don't you remember me? How easily can you forget our memories from two years ago?"

Me who was confused just stared at his face, trying to remember something that I could use as a clue to this situation, but only after I had watched his face for a while did I remember something about him, a surprising fact that I hadn't expected even outside of my plan.