The Gay Blade

Grant Damont is a self-made man who was well on his way to becoming a millionaire by the time he was twenty, and Paris Clayton is a cash-poor phone actor for gay men. When they meet at a club called Rouge, the two are immediately attracted to each other. But Paris can’t handle the fact that Grant’s money allows him to feast on escargot and filet mignon when Paris’s empty pockets will only allow him to scratch out a meager meal of hamburgers and French fries.<br><br>But when Grant happens to find Paris on the street one night, he offers the actor two thousand dollars for sex. Because he’s desperate for money, Paris accepts.<br><br>The one night stand starts something sizzling between them. Then Grant’s ex, Frankie Starr, walks in and opens up old wounds. Is Frankie back to renew an old love? Or does he want to steal Paris away and ruin Grant’s chance for real happiness?

Temple Madison · LGBT+

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26 Chs

Chapter 11

Grant’s gaze raked over those on the block and stopped when he came to number five. “Oh, my God!” he said, his eyes widened in horror. “Paris,” he breathed softly. Paris’s chained hands were high above his head, hanging from the horizontal bar. Even though his lazy eyes looked at him, Grant wondered if he recognized him. “Paris!” he whispered as he gazed up at him.

“Gra…” Paris started to say but couldn’t seem to finish.

“God!” Grant said, a sob in his voice. For the first time in his life, he wanted to kill someone. If it took every breath in his body, he would find the one responsible for capturing Paris and bringing him here. “I’ll get you down, Paris. I promise. I’ll do everything I can to get you free of this place.” From where he stood, he examined his body and saw a few whip marks. This made Grant’s anger begin to spew like the hottest volcano. “Hey!” he yelled as loud as he could. “Hey!” he yelled again while looking around for whoever was supposed to be in charge.

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