08-30-2018, 02:11 AM
“This world is rather new to me,” he explained. “I mean that about this country and this lifestyle.”
He could not fathom nor pretend to imagine what kind of battle Aryin seemingly waged inside of his mind. All he did know was that there was the present and well, Aryin was making the most of life now. Larry would sort of be holding up his commitment to Romeo by helping his son out, right? He laughed when the boss’s son admitted that he was tailing along.
“I’ve uh,” he stated with a bit of embarrassment. “Never exactly did anything with a man before. There were the girlfriends, but not anywhere close to another man. I guess my papa—“
He wouldn’t dwell on it. What his father didn’t know couldn’t hurt, no? He staggered around towards bottles on the wall. When he pulled one of the vodka bottles back, a string attached to it pulled a secret lever and click! A door began to reveal itself behind some of the barrels.
“I can’t let them see me like this. Drunk. Since I’ve been working around here though, I sort of found a secret passage that leads up to your uh, father’s study. That should put us on the second floor.”
They would not have to worry about the door being open for others to find. When he held on to Aryin’s hand to lead him upstairs, the door behind them closed and before them was a narrow stairway with dim lights bright enough for them to not slip up over steps and trip as a result.
“Not even his best guard knows about it,” he continued. “I just got a bit lucky.”
He pressed a button at the end of the passage and there they were, the door opening forth and closing behind them as it had done downstairs. They were in Romeo’s study among the second floor and with that, on the floor where all the other bedrooms reside.
“I am curious about this room of yours. When did you leave out and start a life of your own?”
He peeked our the study door to see if anyone was among the hallway. Nobody was as a result, which made him chuckle. He slipped out the room, holding on to the wall for support.
He could not fathom nor pretend to imagine what kind of battle Aryin seemingly waged inside of his mind. All he did know was that there was the present and well, Aryin was making the most of life now. Larry would sort of be holding up his commitment to Romeo by helping his son out, right? He laughed when the boss’s son admitted that he was tailing along.
“I’ve uh,” he stated with a bit of embarrassment. “Never exactly did anything with a man before. There were the girlfriends, but not anywhere close to another man. I guess my papa—“
He wouldn’t dwell on it. What his father didn’t know couldn’t hurt, no? He staggered around towards bottles on the wall. When he pulled one of the vodka bottles back, a string attached to it pulled a secret lever and click! A door began to reveal itself behind some of the barrels.
“I can’t let them see me like this. Drunk. Since I’ve been working around here though, I sort of found a secret passage that leads up to your uh, father’s study. That should put us on the second floor.”
They would not have to worry about the door being open for others to find. When he held on to Aryin’s hand to lead him upstairs, the door behind them closed and before them was a narrow stairway with dim lights bright enough for them to not slip up over steps and trip as a result.
“Not even his best guard knows about it,” he continued. “I just got a bit lucky.”
He pressed a button at the end of the passage and there they were, the door opening forth and closing behind them as it had done downstairs. They were in Romeo’s study among the second floor and with that, on the floor where all the other bedrooms reside.
“I am curious about this room of yours. When did you leave out and start a life of your own?”
He peeked our the study door to see if anyone was among the hallway. Nobody was as a result, which made him chuckle. He slipped out the room, holding on to the wall for support.