DEFLOWERING THE VIRGIN SMUT WRITER

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

*tip tap*

*click click*

The tapping of the keyboard and the clicking of the mouse is the only one to accompany me throughout the night. The stillness of the surrounding and the beauty of the moonlight peering on my window help me relax as I type the words flowing freely from my mind.

I am an author. A book author that doesn’t have enough confidence to go outside but have all the strength to use myself as one of the seductive characters that plays in my books doing all sorts of my twisted fantasies that I couldn’t imagine acting up to.

If I use my words to sway someone into believing who I am, you will find me saying something like this line: I am just your shy neighbor that writes fantasies as per the request of my readers. I am only here to satisfy their wants because I find pleasure in doing so, even if it means writing smuts and overly spiced scenes. Very creative and safe to use right?

However, in reality, I am just one of your regular guy who hides from the world and because I hide from the world, I don’t have enough time (or courage at that) to look for someone. Being lonely is a huge thing as a bachelor when you’re supposed to be thinking about getting laid every night but as you can see, I’m too shy to do that so I find opportunity in putting all my libertine thoughts into words and selling it to the public, gaining a few blings to support my independence.

I get up and went for a nearby coffee machine I keep in my bedroom. Pouring myself a cup and adding a hefty amount of creamer and sugar, I went back to my working table after stirring my drink and picking up a piece of toast which remind me, I need to go out for grocery for the next 3 months. I’ve been stuck with coffee for a while because I ran out of chocolate tonic drinks maybe 2-3 weeks ago.

I sigh at the thought. I really hate going outside, I have been a misanthropist since I was 16 after a group of bandits jumped me during my stay at Italy with my parents. They even kidnapped me when they knew I am a son of a multibillionaire businessman. I was held captive for two days and it was the worst. Since then I was homeschooled as I refuse to go to school. I finished my college degree in business management and accountancy but my heart always reached for writing so I took a degree on it and now, here I am at 25, a successful writer and a shareholder of my father’s empire.

I look at the clock hanging near the ceiling. 11:07 pm. It’s still early then. I began to type at my laptop again my phone sounded, groaning, I pick it up. “Yes?”

“Hello Jed!” My manager’s voice came. Excitement is evident in her voice. Oh no. I think I know what this is.

“No. I will not come. I’m busy; I’ve got manuscripts to finish and things to do.” I say knowing well that she is trying to bribe me into attending this ceremony what-not.

“But Jed, this also an awarding ceremony, you already refused to attend the Red chrysanthemum awarding night. Also, you need to expose yourself, the new CEO’s order.” She fights back. New CEO? Well, I didn’t know about that. What’s new anyway? Only my manager and the last CEO have ever seen me.

“New CEO? You mean old geezer Mr. Markesan stepped down?” I take a gulp from my cup while cutting a piece of my toast.

“That’s what I’m talking about! At least update yourself. Anyway, come to the party tomorrow, 7:00 pm. The invitation should be delivered there first thing in the morning along with a new suit,” Damn, now I have no excuse not to go. I was about to open my mouth to reason out but then, she talked.

“No. Don’t give me a damn reason about that ‘I’m busy, got manuscripts to do’ s**t. I’m picking you up. Understood? Now, sleep. We have a long day tomorrow.”

Ugh, now I have to go to this event. Maybe I should stop writing then. No! I love writing. It is my passion even though I kind of write eherm- inappropriate things. But in my defense, I’m a man! I have needs! Like seeing a shirtless body with bulging packs during my visit at the gym, a large south pole that makes my mouth hang and want to take them and s**t; now I’m hard.

Yes, as you can see, I am gay. The second in line heir of the Black Diamond Empire came out as a gay to my parents when I was 15, and surprisingly, they are okay with it. I don’t care about the company, I don’t have interest in it so my brother inherited the whole thing but mom insisted that I should hold at least 15% of the share for future use like marriage. My younger brother, Jericho, will hold the smaller companies but he’s still in high school so James (older brother) is holding it all. How unfortunate for a 28 year old.

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The doorbell sounded bringing me to a painful reality. The devil is here.

I am dressed in a gray tuxedo that hugs my torso smugly. The white inner shirt and blazer made me look more human much to my disappointment. My tie is done nicely and my shoes are shiny. I make my way to the door and open it, ready to duck down and run away forever but somehow, everybody needs a little s***k from reality every now and then.

Ms. Beatrice stood there looking as beautiful as she can ever be. The whole get-up, make-up and pointed shoes complete her look but the scowl on her face made her intimidating.

“Why the f**k does your hair looked like a gorilla licked it?” She said. I touch my hair and swipe it down more.

“Nope. That is definitely a no-no. Come here.” Beatrice motions me forward and ruffles my hair a bit. Murmuring how I should not look like a guy from the 70’s and I should have a messy look to free my curly hair that I despised so much.

Why would I hate my curls? Well, try combing it for hours and not getting a result. That’s how unruly my hair is and why I haven’t tried to shave my head is because bald makes my head cold and feels like frozen, trust me, I know. Sad but true but whatever, one could always move on.

After what feels like an hour standing at the door, we eventually left the flat and rode to the company where the event is being held.

“So, the new CEO is being introduced today? I thought you already saw the person since some orders have been passed.” I try to open the topic to break the silence we have been sporting at the moment.

“Yup, Sir Henry will be introducing him tonight and no, I haven’t seen him, his secretary was the one who issued the instructions since he just arrived from his training.” She reapplies some lipstick again for the nth time before puckering it, making a loud pop sound.

“I will be meeting him tonight then?”

“Yes, He will have a meeting with the authors later on this week but since I told him that you won’t be attending, so he personally asked that you meet him in his office later.” The car halts to a stop in front of the building; the driver opens the car, helping Ms. Beatrice out. She immediately grasps my arm, thus linking it together. I am her date tonight as it seems.

The building is swarming with people, all elegantly dressed in gown and expensive tuxedos. High-end perfumes lingering to the air making me gag. Was that really necessary? Ugh, this is so annoying.

Ms. Beatrice immediately mingled with the crowd and I settle myself in the dark corner where no one paid attention t me. I am busy nibbling the treats on the table and drinking this fancy blue lemonade to really notice the crowd. It seems that everybody is enjoying themselves, lots of chatter, chatter, food and drinks in every corner of the room. Wines from popular vineyards are being served but I kindly refuse the waiter’s offer. I can’t hold down my alcohol after all.

“Is the party to your liking?” A deep smooth voice asks me, making me jolt in my seat. Turning to the owner of the sexy voice, I find a guy with a glass of champagne in his hand sitting in front of me.

I fidget in my seat uncomfortably; he’s too gorgeous to talk to me, definitely the definition of tall dark and handsome. Nicely cut hair, smooth warmly tanned skin and a face that would make girls an guys c*m just by looks.

“Umm, yes. I-it is a blast, I mean it is good.” I try to explain. He chuckles softly making me stare at his sexy face. Damn, even the voice could get me swoon.

“Then, why do you seem to be bored?” he asks again, sipping his drink. I take a sip of my own lemonade before speaking.

“Parties are really not my thing. I prefer my solitude.” He looks at me before picking up a treat for my plate and popping it on his mouth. Wow, feeling close much?

“We’re the same then. I hate crowded places, I will always like working on my own while locked in my room. But my line of responsibility doesn’t permit me so I am always stuck.” I laugh at his response and by I mean laugh, I mean giggle. It always sounds like that.

“Good to know we’re on the same cut.” And I couldn’t believe it, with his looks and body; I believe he’s all out partying at clubs and getting laid every night. The total opposite of me with an outgoing attitude.

“Yeah, but I prefer outdoor activities in less populated areas. Helps me relax.”

“I never really tried outdoor activities. Was it fun?” True to my word, I never did. I am always at home thus, forgetting the outside world.

“Very. You should try it.” He took another piece from my plate. The background announces that this portion will be the awarding of the previous award which includes two of mine. I spot my manager looking for me I the distance, looking for me as fast as possible. I really don’t want to get up the stage but if she finds me, well I’ll be forced to. Panic arises from me chest while I look for ay hiding place. Spotting the long cloth that covers the table, I frantically slid down.

“Hey, what are you doing?” The guy asks. I raise the cover near his parted legs and- wow, that’s a huge thing and it’s not even standing. Well, f**k you p*****t mind.

“Umm, sorry about this but if a girl looks for me or even describes me in any way please don’t tell her.” I put my hands together in a pleading way and used my best poor puppy face.

“And if I do?” he asks, raising a brow.

“You wouldn’t. Right?” I ask with a surprised look. Evil, evil gorgeous guy.

“There should be a catch then.” He casually says and sips his drink. I hear Beatrice’s voice asking for me by describing my appearance.

“Umm, no.” I say, refusing to get manipulated by EGG (evil gorgeous guy).

“That could be arranged.” He tries standing up but I pulled his legs down. Ohh… what firm legs.

“Okay, Okay. Here’s my card.” I reach for the pocket and pull out my calling card. “Call me when you need to redeem it. Please I beg you, just don’t.”

As if on cue, Ms. Beatrice came making me pull down the table cloth. “Hi. Good evening. Did you happen to see a guy, maybe this tall, lean and wearing a gray suit?” she motions some actions with her hands to try indicating my height.

EGG (evil gorgeous guy) tapped me using his foot and I hold it desperately. Oh god no, If Ms. Beatrice will find me, I will be in an embarrassing situation. Finally, evil guy spoke up.

“I’m sorry but I don’t think I saw someone like that.”

“Okay, I’m sorry for disturbing you then.”  I hear her footsteps and some curses along with where the f**k is this s**t. I sigh in relief when I hear my name being called. A few minutes later the awarding came to an end and it’s time for the new CEO to give his speech.

“Okay, you can come out now.” Evil guy says. I slowly creep out of my hiding place and slides towards my chair. Phew, that was a close one. Manager was the one to retrieve the award somehow.

“I don’t know how to thank you enough but still, thank you.” I shyly spoke to him avoiding any king of eye contact.

“Well… we still have that deal. I should be going. Got some speech to give, good evening.” He stands up leaving me with my mouth hanging. s**t! He’s the new CEO!