ONLY YOU

I WENT OUT OF the room with my heart beating so fast I thought I'd faint. The moment I went out of Abraham's room, the watchers who were already there suddenly bows in front of me. I didn't know why they were doing such a thing, but I soon remembered what my position is now in this mansion.

I'm the head of the household. That makes me their boss.

"Vincent Carter." Chance calls out as he approaches me with a smile.

"What are your instructions?" He asks, making me look at all the forty men in front of me.

I don't know why, but as I'm looking at them, I suddenly see my fellow soldiers who I heartlessly killed in the past. Inside the cabin where I found Kris, there were at least ten men inside, and they were fucking Kris three at a time. It was the most gruesome thing that I had ever seen, and the thought of it made me clench on my fist in anger.

They just watched, and I knew that the other soldiers knew about it too except for me.

I'd happily watch them burn again if I have to.

"Sir Carter." Chance calls out, snapping me back to my senses.

"I apologize. I'm kinda new to this so I'm not quite sure about what to say." I tell Chance so I could at least explain why I'm suddenly spacing out.

Chance nods his head and snaps his fingers. And just like that, a female watcher approaches me, making me realize that the woman is actually Catalina's bodyguard. If I'm correct, she's the second-highest person in the household since she's under Catalina, who is the second oldest sibling.

"This is Matilda. If you need anything, let her know. For now, I'll let the watchers continue on with their regular duties." Chance says. And without waiting for a reply, he leaves the room, the watchers all following behind him, leaving me alone with Matilda.

"Nice to meet you." I awkwardly say as I glance at the woman standing beside me. She doesn't say anything and nods her head to acknowledge my greeting. Actually, I have so many questions to ask her, but I still have to be cautious. She has a camera on her necktie, which means my conversation with her will be recorded. I have to make sure I say the right things so I don't mess up on my first day.

"Tell me everything I have to know," I say, and Matilda starts doing just that.

We headed back to the upper floor where the siblings' "realms" were placed. While walking, Matilda explained what the watchers are for, what we have to do, and what my actual role is. Apparently my role is to gather all the information from the other watchers and report it back to Abraham. If one of the siblings does something that isn't part of their roles, I will report it back to him and he'll decide whether to punish them or not.

Of course, I'm also being watched, and I suspect that it's supposed to be Chance since Luis doesn't know that Chance is the watcher among the siblings, and it would be natural that Chance is the one who reports about Luis to Abraham. But the problem now is that Chance showed himself to me, which means I know his role now.

So there's only one logical explanation for it...

They changed the watcher who will watch over me.

"How about this key?" I ask Matilda as I take the key out of my pocket and show it to her. With one glance, Matilda automatically knows what the key is for, "There are rooms that cannot be accessed by any members of the family, even the masters themselves. You are the eye of the mansion. It is your duty to check every person, every room, and make sure nothing changes." She explains.

"But change is good," I comment as I put the key back to where I got it. Matilda's expression doesn't falter as she replies, "The Delton family values...permanence. Change can never take place."

I don't know what it is, but there's something about those words. Maybe because I know Catalina at a closer level than the other workers in the mansion so Matilda sees me as someone she can trust.

It's almost as if she wants me to realize something because of that trust. But trust is always something doubtful on these grounds. Abraham mentioned it too.

"I do not trust you, but the siblings do."

What does he mean by that? Does he really expect me to rat them out? Does he expect me to be afraid of him? Or has he been too used by the fact that the watchers obey him with no question?

This is what I meant when I said change is good. Nothing is permanent in this world. Fear will eventually change into anger. And anger is definitely what I have now.

"Matilda." Someone suddenly greets when we arrived at the lounge, AKA Cyrus's personal area for gentlemen.

Matilda nods her head to greet the man who I suspect is a waiter here too because of his uniform. And when he saw me, he looked surprised and immediately bows his head to me.

"Good evening sir Vincent." He says with a respectful tone.

This is only my first night and I already find all this weird. It's almost making me like it.

"I don't want to interrupt you two, but I would like to inform you that the master has arrived." The waiter tells me, making me furrow my eyebrow in confusion.

"Master? You mean master Cyrus?" I ask, and he nods his head to confirm it. I instantly look at Matilda to ask for permission if I can leave, but I realized that I'm in a position not to ask anyone for permission at all.

"I'll be leaving first. I have to check on the master before anything. I am still his personal bodyguard after all." I tell them, and Matilda nods her head without questioning me.

"You look for mistress Catalina too and watch over her." I then add, and for some reason, that surprised her more than what I said before that. Matilda nods her head again, and I ran towards the elevator, forgetting the fact that I didn't have a card with me to access that stupid thing because the watchers who brought me to Abraham had it.

I decided to look for Matilda again, but the elevator door opens just before I could leave. Like what I encountered previously, the music stops, and Tobias enters the club with a bored and tired expression. This is a perfect chance for me to borrow a card, so I approached him again like before. But not like what happened the first time, the two watchers who are standing behind him don't point their guns at me. Instead, they bow to greet me.

"Sir Carter, good evening. It's a pleasure to meet you." Tobias says with a sweet smile that could make babies stop crying. Maybe because I saw Tobias's vulnerable side that I'm finding those actions cute now.

I don't say anything and move closer to his ear instead. No one dared to stop me. If I wasn't the head of the watchers, the watcher behind Tobias would have already shot me dead.

"How's your back? Does it still hurt?" I whisper in his ear.

The people who are there can't help but murmur at each other, curious about what we could possibly be talking about. Tobias doesn't answer yet and gently touches my chest first. Then he leans close to me too and whispers back, "You've been hanging out with Chance too much. Remember, you're under a gentleman...not a slut."

"Devil you mean," I say with a wink, making Tobias roll his eyes in annoyance before walking away. I chuckle and immediately follow him. I walk by his side, which is already strange because no one dared to stop me. I can't believe Luis has such power in this mansion.

"I wasn't flirting. I was genuinely concerned." I tell him when I caught up with him.

"What do you want from me now?" Tobias asks while he continues walking.

I lean close to him again and whisper, "Card. Do you have one?"

Tobias stops walking. I thought he's going to scold me, but instead, he looks at the watchers behind us and says, "Leave."

Without saying anything, the two watchers nod their heads and leave with no question.

When we were left alone in the middle of the hallway, Tobias looks back at me and says, "You're going to meet Cyrus aren't you?"

"I heard he just arrived."

Tobias sighs and takes something out of his pocket. For some reason, I thought it would be his knife and he's going to ask me to kill someone again, but to my surprise, he gives me the card that I needed.

"I apologize for my actions." He says when I grab the card from his hand. Tobias suddenly has such a sad expression on his face that it started to worry me.

"What do you mean?" I ask him, but Tobias turns around and walks away without any explanation. I look at his back confusingly, and while walking away, Tobias looks over his shoulder and says, "He's waiting outside your room."

My eyes widen from surprise, and without any more thought, I made a run for it. I went to the elevator and headed to the upper floor. Then I ran to my room like the hounds were chasing me.

I was panting like crazy. And when I arrived outside my room, I saw Cyrus, sitting right in front of the door.

"C-Cyrus?" I ask as I slowly approach him.

Cyrus looks up at me, and I instantly saw how worn out he is.

"What happened? Why did you come back so late?" I ask as I kneel in front of him. Cyrus doesn't say anything and grabs my hand before kissing its back. Afterward, he placed my hand on his cheek, and he closes his eyes and takes a long deep breath.

"Cyrus?" I call out.

Cyrus doesn't open his eyes back when he said, "The dean...was looking for a slut."

I gasp upon hearing what Cyrus has to say. He hasn't really explained everything to me yet, but I already knew what happened. When Cyrus opened his eyes, they were once again filled with tears, "S-so I gave it to him." He explains further. I didn't say anything anymore and just grabbed Cyrus for a hug. He hugs me back, and he starts sobbing while his face is buried in my chest.

"I'm sorry." He tells me.

I bite my lip and try not to cry myself. He's so hurt, and I can't help but feel hurt with him.

"Why the hell are you apologizing to me?" I ask as I hug him even tighter.

"I'm here. I told you that, right? Everything will be okay." I continue to tell him, but I know how much of a lie that statement is.

Nothing is okay. Nothing at all.

I feel so angry. The longer I stay here, the angrier I got. I was filled with hatred and rage for this family. I wanted to take their pain away so badly.

"Look at me," I tell Cyrus.

Cyrus takes a deep breath and looks at my face. Without warning him, I grab his face and pressed my lips on his. He's surprised for a second, but Cyrus kisses me back eventually. I put my tongue in. I wanted to make sure he tasted all of me. When we pulled away from the kiss, I grabbed his hand and stood up from the floor before pulling him inside the room.

"I'll make you forget," I say as I move closer to him.

"I will be the one who you will remember. Not him." I continue as I start unbuttoning his shirt.

Cyrus does the same thing to me. When we're both already shirtless, I pull him close to me and start kissing his neck and chest. After showering him with my kisses. I pull him towards the bathroom. I don't even have to say anything. Cyrus is already removing his pants and boxers when we got there.

I'm panting heavily as I watch him strip in front of me. Cyrus looks back at me and grabs my hand again. Like what he did outside, he kisses it. But instead of making me touch his cheek, he lowers my hand and made me touch his cock.

"Let me feel you." He whispers in my ear.

I stroke his hard member and lean close to him too, "I already am letting you."

Cyrus pushes me towards the showers. As soon as he turns the shower on, he leans close and starts devouring my lips. He licks my lower lip and slides his tongue inside my mouth, exploring the inside. My face is already wet from the shower and saliva, but it felt so damn good that I didn't care. I drape my right arm around Cyrus's neck while I stroke his dick with my left. When Cyrus is done kissing me, I stick my tongue out, and Cyrus gives it a quick lick before sucking it.

The sensation felt amazing.

"Take it...take all of me," I say when I pulled away from Cyrus.

Cyrus stares at me for a second before kissing me aggressively again. With Cyrus's nature, I knew that he was the receiving end when he had the dean touch him. I didn't want to make him remember so I didn't open it up anymore. I wanted him to think of only me. I wanted him to think that he could fuck me as much as he wants and I'll take all of him.

"Let me suck you," I tell him, but I didn't wait for his reply because I was already on my knees.

I grab him with both of my hands and start giving him a blowjob. He was too turned on that it was harder for me to put all of him inside my mouth. I almost bit him because of it, so Cyrus grabs a handful of my hair and pulls me away from him.

"A little softer honey." He says while I panted like crazy. I gulp and did it again. I'm in such a hurry that I ended up just shoving it in. But this time, I licked the tip of his cock a little. When he started oozing precum, I slowly slide his hard thing inside my mouth. Making sure he get to feel my hot tongue slide against his skin.

"That's more like it." He says in between his moans.

I bob my head, pushing and pulling myself while closing my lips a little so he could feel the tightness of my mouth.

"C-cumming...I'm cumming," Cyrus says as a warning, but I didn't pull away.

I grab both of his legs and push myself even further, almost making him touch my throat. Cyrus grips on my hair even tighter before finally releasing all of his seed inside of my mouth. There's too much of it. I swallow, but some of it still oozes out of my mouth. Cyrus sees it and puts two of his fingers inside my mouth so his cum could come out even more. Thankfully the shower helped wash it away.

"Give me more of you," I say, and Cyrus grabs my arm and pulls me up so I could stand. He pushes me against the wall. With the two fingers that he used to clean my cum-filled mouth, he lowers his hand and shoves the same fingers inside my asshole.

"F-fuck..." I moan when Cyrus starts using his fingers to widen my entrance. He thrusts his fingers inside of me, his pace getting faster and faster.

While his fingers fucked me, he moves even closer so both of our cocks could make contact. It didn't take long for him to start rubbing himself against me.

"Shit. I want you so fucking bad." I say as I drape my arms around his neck so I wouldn't fall because I could feel my legs getting weaker and weaker by the second, and I have to hold onto something so I wouldn't fall.

"N-not enough." I tell him, "Fuck me already."

Cyrus smiles upon hearing my request. He pulls his fingers out of me, turns the faucet off, and then he lifts me up with no warning, startling me on the sudden action. We were both dripping wet, but that didn't stop Cyrus from placing me on the bed. He goes on top of me and starts kissing my neck, cheek, and lips. But it isn't as aggressive as before. It's sweet and gentle.

After kissing my lips, he leans close and gives me a peck on the forehead this time.

"While he was fucking me, I imagined that it was you." Cyrus suddenly tells me.

My heart ached for him. How could they create such a dangerous yet fragile man like him?

"Only you..." He continues before burying his face on my shoulder so I wouldn't be able to see his face anymore. He embraces me. Even after what happened to him, he embraces me like we're the only people in the world. He embraces me as if nothing else is ever going to hurt him.

"Only you have the right to see me like this." He says.

"I may be the greatest liar..." Cyrus finally lifts his head to face me. I've seen almost all of his expressions before. I've seen him get angry, I've seen be broken, I've seen him so exhausted with everything that's happening in his life. But this...this expression...I saw nothing but trust.

"But all of my truths are yours." He tells me while his eyes were locked on mine.

"And that is greater than all the riches and power that I am able to offer you."