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The Art Collector and His Billionaire Lover Chapter 1: At A Glance
WADE'S POV"Pa!" I yelled from the garage. "We are leaving." It was my first day at work. The Malta museum and art gallery location offices were located an hour away in the capital city of Valletta. My cousin, Auden Malkiel, rushed and got into the beat-up truck, reversing from the garage as I impatiently waited for my father.Pa rushed down the stairs with a food container in his hand and handed it over. "Here is your breakfast. I want to make sure you have something to eat. Being a curator can be intense. Especially the long hours of training. I am thankful you got this job." "Yes, Pa." I had heard this speech for the past few days. But Pa was right. I was thankful for the job and hoped to make enough money to start my own art business. "Wade. You need this job. Reign your temper in from now on and be obedient. I know your feelings and stance toward the elite society, but a man must provide for the family and have his own money," he pressed. "Yes, Pa. I promise to be on my
The Art Collector and His Billionaire Lover Chapter 2: Distraction
WADE'S POVBy the time we got home from work, Pa had dinner set. After we showered, we sat down to eat, and my mind wandered back to my angel only to be jolted back to reality by Auden's foot pressing on mine."Pa is speaking to you, moron," he whispered. "Wade, what has you distracted? You haven't touched your food," Pa scolded.I looked at my plate and for sure I had just been playing around with the spaghetti. "I'm tired, Pa. Nothing much. Your food is always delicious," I responded hurriedly.His piercing gaze made me look away and gobble down the meal in silence. My body burned with need every time I thought of my angel. Later that night, I sat by the window of my room, staring out at the night sky. I had always been attracted to men, but this angel made me burn. Sleep eluded me and I was up before Pa and Auden the next day. Our drive to work was usually quiet, but Auden kept glancing at me in question. I sighed and muttered, "What the f*ck are you looking at, moron?" He
The Art Collector and His Billionaire Lover Chapter 3: Surprise Engagement
VAUGHN'S POVThe ride back to the manor was too short. I was lost in thought as the driver drove down the driveway and Elaine alighted. "Vaughn, come on, we are home," she stated. I dragged my feet and headed straight to the manor's east wing extension. Mother had allocated the whole area to me since she knew I valued my privacy. I rushed to the bedside table and took out my laptop. Accessing the hidden file, I stared at Wade's face. I had snapped the picture after the first time we met at the gallery. He stood staring at a painting on the vast gallery walls. The picture was taken from a side angle but did not hide how muscular and tall he was. His broad shoulders, long legs, and physicality stood out. One would mistake him for a rugby player. I wanted him that instant.When our eyes clashed, my body vibrate with need. He was truly the object of my desires. Fear gnawed my stomach when he took a step toward me this evening. Yet I remained standing in his presence basking in the lu
The Art Collector and His Billionaire Lover Chapter 4: The Handsome Curator
VAUGHN'S POVWe left the Everette manor close to 2 a.m. and headed to the Havana nightclub. It was the best idea that Elaine and Alden Gideon had – let loose and forget the party drama. Alden Gideon was my best friend. He was the son of the President's Chief of Staff. One of the most powerful families in Malta and he managed the motor business. We had been together through school though he was five years older than me. He was always the voice of reason especially when the elite society was too much for me. I knew he was secretly in love with Elaine, but he never confessed his feelings but hovered over her like a hawk.The good thing about the club was the private VIP section. It was close to 4 a.m. and the liquor I was drowning myself in kicked in."I will get married but never to Vera Bexley," my words slurred."I wonder why mother is set on pushing you together with that bimbo," Elaine stated. "Because Sam Bexley likes to control everyone. And having a partnership with the ma
The Art Collector and His Billionaire Lover Chapter 5: Fake Painting
WADE'S POVMy mood had not improved after the encounter with the b*stard outside the Havana club. Such arrogant fools always made me want to punch them in the face and break their noses. To make it worse, from the corner of my eye, I had seen my angel accompanied by Elaine. Did he witness the whole incident? What did he think of me? The questions ran through my mind as I cleaned the house. I must have sighed for too long when I heard Pa's voice ring loudly, "If you don't stop sighing, I will smack your head."I turned around and found him standing by the door. I knew he was jesting as he walked over and sat down by the kitchen table. "So, I heard what happened outside the Havana," he stated."Pa, don't listen to Auden's gossip." I shook my head. "He always exaggerates stuff.""It wasn't from Auden," he informed me. "You know very well I have friends all over town. You promised no more getting into fights.""The guy started it. I restrained myself. Don't worry, Pa," I responded
The Art Collector and His Billionaire Lover Chapter 6: Rendezvous
The week dragged on and the gallery manager's mood worsened. He kept snapping at everyone and making our lives a living hell. The teams kept away from him, and everyone was walking on eggshells. Auden kept complaining while I laughed at the whole situation. When we got home one evening, I walked to Pa's painting garage and asked him, "Pa, how are you friends with Mr. Winston?" His hand froze midair with a brush in hand, and he turned around, his eyes squinted. "What happened? Did he give you or Auden a tough time?""No, Pa," I denied vehemently. "I have been thinking as to how opposite personalities can be friends." The sarcasm at the end of my voice was enough to make Pa laugh. He put the brush down and walked over to hug me. "Wade, my son, you must be giving him a run for your smartness."Pa knew it. "Why did you send us there knowing the kind of man he is?" Pa smiled and looked at me. "Experience, Wade. I sent you there to gain experience and do work that you like."We hu
The Art Collector and His Billionaire Lover Chapter 7: The Mayor's Son
I was left wallowing in desperation and anger. I wanted to have him, but he had created a barrier between us again.The door opened and Auden rushed into the storage room and then loudly stated, "Wade, I told you not to lock yourself up in the storage while finishing the work assigned. Mr. Winston has been looking for you."His loud voice was an indication that the gallery manager was nearby. "Sorry Auden, I wanted to be a good employee and impress Mr. Winston. All the data has been recorded. We can go back to the department."I readjusted my clothes and hair making Auden's eyes widened further and he whispered, "Are you f*cking crazy?" When we stepped out of the storage Mr. Winston was standing by the entrance looking annoyed. "Where the hell have you been, Wade? You have been missing for more than an hour. You know the gallery rules very well." "In the storage room, sir," I responded innocently. "I was busy doing the audit trail as you had requested." "Come with me. Elaine E
The Art Collector and His Billionaire Lover Chapter 8: Bare Truth
"What did you do?" Pa asked Immediately when I entered the house. He looked more worried than angry. It was a relief. I just smiled sadly and said, "I hate people who look down on me, Pa. I tried but this time, I just could not take it."He walked over and embraced me. And all the anguish came rushing into my heart and tears rolled down my face. "Wade, there is no stronger person than you. I know something else had been bothering you. You have been mopping for too long. And I know that question you asked me was about you, right?" He moved back and stared at me. I nodded in resignation. There was no need to hide it from him. "Go take a shower. I will place the meat in the oven and then we can have some beers in the backyard."I smiled and walked over to my room, took off my clothes, and walked to the shower. Turning the water on, the ice-cold spray hit my back and jolted me to a harsh reality.Had I been wallowing and living in fantasy this afternoon? My body felt drained, and
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