Jacob~
He hanged up the phone once he saw the two men following Javier. He felt a wave of appreciation for his butler. Ever so ready to help him out. Good thing he had set up minute cameras everywhere in the house. Except for his room and the basement. He watched as the doctor's hand levitated and then settled on the other man's shoulder sliding down his back. They looked close. It made him uneasy. The closeness between them, the looks that passed between them and the way they kept coming close to each other in proximity showed some insecurity between them relating to separation. Jacob felt like he wanted to manipulate that separation and work the distance between them to his won advantage. That was Michael. He got bored of them walking through the house so he went back to sending off some mails until he heard Michael's voice. It seemed to echo, which brought Jacob back to the screen. They were inside the dining room now. Jacob could see the appreciation on Michael's face upon witnessing the dining room.
They were seated at the table, Jacob was surprised that they weren't making any conversation at the table. Michael was constantly looking at Orion. It made Jacob wonder what was he thinking about him. Orion had woken up not long before Michael had fallen asleep and had caught Jacob staring at him while talking to his butler on the phone. He didn't say anything pointing it out, But his stance had turned possessive. Jacob had narrated what all had happened and how he knew Michael and how they were going to his estate for the night. Orion had just nodded.
Jacob had watched Orion ease into the seat and then lean against Michael. Jacob had driven in silence the rest of the way. In about an hour they had reached. Orion had insisted that he would bring Michael inside. So, Jacob had wandered off inside and had explained everything to Javier. He had waived off the meeting because he was also tired from the drive and pissed off because of his guests. What they didn't know was that the whole house was bugged and under surveillance. Jacob had been watching them for a while now and he was getting bored.
He heard laughing, returning to the footage again he saw them play with bread, throwing it at each other, He scoffed at the childish behavior but he also felt an envy growing inside of him. The envy had soon turned to something darker as he watched them enter the room. Michael had stripped Orion off of his shirt, he was supposedly checking on something. He then saw something which was a lot more suspicious that he had thought it to be. Orion had a gauze patch on his waist. Michael was working on taking it off but maybe he couldn't.
They had gone inside the bathroom. Jacob started feeling a little anxious as the camera inside the mirror wasn't working properly. He felt frustrated now. He called Javier, and he appeared in less than three minutes. "Yes sir?" Jacob pointed at the screen. "Why did you give them that room?" Javier smiled patiently and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Jacob" He said. Jacob sighed and then looked up at Javier. He nodded and then turned and switched off his computer. Javier smiled and ruffled his head. "That's good." Jacob rested his head on the table and closed his eyes.
When Michael had come off of behind the rock, Jacob had recognized him at the first sight, But something made him pretend that he didn't. He had met Dr. Michael Angel once before, he was attracted to him. He had the privilege to see him at work, his dainty fingers tying sutures. It had attracted him the most. He wanted those hands encased under his own. It made him excite.
Jacob loosened his tie. His eyes on Michael. Slowly unbuttoning his shirt, he stilled. They were taken to the dining hall, Good for him. He saw Michael being star struck at the sight of the ballroom converted dining room. He saw Orion look at him directly, how was that possible? And then, He watched as Michael removed Orion's shirt and went inside the bathroom. Jacob reached and switched off the monitor as soon as Javier had left. They were back in the bedroom. Orion was sitting on the bed and Michael was kneeling by the cart. Orion had his eyes on Michael. Jacob noticed that something had changed between them, they both looked flushed. Michael took a cloth and was wiping down Orion. Jacob could feel the shift. Then Jacob watched in horror as Orion's gaze looked around the room, and then return to the point where he was staring directly at the camera. He observed the confusion on his face until, he scoffed and turned to Michael again, Jacob breathed a sigh of relief until Orion looked directly at the camera again. Smiling he made a gesture. Mocking in nature. It seemed like he was asking Jacob to watch him closely. It had started becoming infuriating. He saw Orion grin at the camera again just as Michael came out.
Michael was kneeling besides Orion now, working on his torso. But Jacob was really looking at Orion, Orion raised his hand up in the air and motioned to the camera, with a single flick of his finger in a beckoning motion. Then lacing his fingers in Michael's hair.
Jacob was now beyond infuriated. Was he getting played by this man? He didn't want to think about it. He was in rage as he saw Orion caressing Michael's face. Jacob buttoned his shirt and fixed his tie as he stalked towards their room. He stopped in front of a mirror, willed to relax his face and eased the anger in his eyes, he smiled friendly in the mirror.
He reached their room, knocked out of politeness and with a death like grip on the door knob, opened the door.
“Hello”