Chapter 49

Chapter 49
After the dinner, which for Alan had nothing to do with a date, he thanked Viktor, saying it would be a pleasure to win more prizes from their bets. Viktor said it would be a pleasure to pay every time he won a bet, but he didn't want the night to end like that.

" I want to show you something in my apartment," Viktor said, trying to make a move.

" Your apartment? Do you think I'm falling for that?"

Viktor really wanted to answer that question, as Alan was already falling without even realizing it. " I want to show you a private collection," he said.

When he made mention of a private collection, Alan became Interested. When it came to people like them, collections were always of weapons. Alan moved closer so that no one could hear. " Weapons?" Viktor nodded in confirmation.

" If you try anything funny, I'll finish you off," Alan made sure to warn Viktor , who didn't care about the other's threat. They both got into the car and went to Viktor's apartment. They arrived, and Viktor invited Alan to come in and make himself at home. Viktor made a drink and handed it to Alan, who was still a bit suspicious of his act.

" Oh come on, it's in the closet," Alan followed,but remained on guard. If Viktor tried anything, he wouldn't hesitate to hit him. Alan couldn't see anything; Viktor pressed a button and a part of the closet moved, revealing his collection.

" Wow," Alan liked what he saw there; he also liked knives, especially using them to torture.

" You can touch them if you feel like it," Viktor wouldn't miss the chance to please him, especially since he already knew what he liked. Alan went straight for the knives and took one; it had a beautiful design with a subtle curve at the top, which would be perfect for Alan in a torture session.

" If you like it, you can keep it," Alan couldn't believe that Viktor was giving him a weapon from his collection." What do you want in return?"

Viktor smiled and got closer to him. " Nothing, if you like it and it makes you happy, I'll give it to you." Alan was still a bit suspicious,but he accepted the knife. Viktor took a small box, put the knife inside, and sure to hold his hand. " I really enjoyed having dinner with you, I hope we can do it again."

Alan noticed Viktor's attempt to flirt. " Look, I really don't swing that way, okay? If you want my friendship, that's fine, but only that."

" Don't worry, I've already understood, I won't insist with you," Viktor wasn't telling the truth; being friend zoned before anything he just understood that he couldn't make his interest in Alan too obvious. The two started to leave the closet, Alan was in front and slipped on something on the floor. Viktor tried to help, and in the end, they both fell, but Alan fell on top of Viktor, and he being clever, took the opportunity to hold onto Alan's waist.

Their faces were just a few centimeters apart; Viktor tried to look at Alan deeply and sincerely. Alan stared at him for a few seconds, unaware of the situation. He was on top of Viktor, who was holding his waist, and their faces were so close, almost about to kiss.

Alan snapped back to reality and moved to stand up, Viktor wished that it had lasted longer,but those few seconds were already progress. Alan asked if he had hurt himself and apologized, saying he didn't know what he had slipped on. Viktor replied that he hadn't, and they went to the living room. Alan said goodbye, thanked Viktor again for the knife, and left.

In the living room, Viktor made another drink and looked towards the bedroom, smiling. " It worked." He purposely dropped some of the drink on the floor when he went to get the box in the bedroom, with the intention that this would really happen. Alan left the apartment and, when he entered the elevator, he put his hand on his heart, feeling it racing. " What the hell was that?" 

When he was in that position with Viktor, their bodies close together and their faces so near, Alan felt his heart racing and a pulsing in his member. " I need to have sex. It was just because of the tension from the past few days and today. Come on, Alan, you need to find a girl and relieve this stress." Alan muttered to himself, trying to convince himself.

In the mansion, Freya and Hendrik went to bed early. After their shower, Hendrik acted normally with her, but didn't bring up the phone call. Hendrik just lay down and cuddled Freya close to him, giving her a goodnight kiss. Hendrik didn't sleep well, but the medication was making him relaxed enough to want to try and sleep properly. And since it was Freya sleeping by his side, he felt he could trust and relax.

On the contrary, Freya couldn't sleep. She got up slowly not to wake Hendrik, she was going to the kitchen to make some warm milk to try and sleep and push away the urge to snoop in on Hendrik's messages. Even though her insecurity was active, she didn't want to stoop that low; it brought back memories of how she found out about Wilhelm's affair.

She went downstairs and saw that there was some light in Hendrik's office. Freya approached and saw that it was Sasha who was there, with a glass on the table and looking at a photo. Sasha was almost facing away from the door, and Freya could see that the photo was of Rosamund, and from the way she was looking at it , it was clear as day that Sasha was into her.

Sasha noticed someone at the door, drew her gun, and pointed it. Freya revealed herself and Sasha lowered her weapon. " You shouldn't sneak up on someone who's always armed," Sasha said. Freya apologized and finished entering.

" Do you need anything?" Freya shook her head and said she was heading to the kitchen. Sasha put away her gun and started to leave, but Freya grabbed her arm and asked directly, "Do you like Rosamund,don't you?" Sasha sighed and looked at her.

" She's Hendrik's sister, whether I like her or not doesn't matter in this case."

" Hendrik likes you and trusts you more than anything. Do you really think he wouldn't let you pursue something with her?"

" I'm not sure if she likes girls or if she feels the same way, and Hendrik will only allow something if she wants it too. Besides, I'm just a bodyguard." The two heard a noise coming from outside the room. Sasha drew her gun again and went ahead, looking around but didn't see anyone at the area. She was only certain that someone had overheard their conversation and hoped it wouldn't get her in trouble.