LOVE IS WAR. But I'd bleed for you.

RONALD

I looked at the screen of my phone, staring once again at the lady I was supposed to get engaged to tomorrow. It was an arranged wedding to seal the alliance between our families, but I felt nothing for her. I don't swing that way.

I chugged down another glass, and shook my head lightly as I felt the drink hit its spot. I knew I was drunk out of my mind, but I didn't want to stop just yet.

"Fuck it." I muttered.

Tomorrow was my 26th birthday too, and if I was going to get engaged, I might as well go all out tonight. I climbed to the top of the table, lifted my hands in air and shouted. "Drinks on me!"

The room cheered me as I found my balance on the table and danced to the slow music erupting from the blasting speakers.

In the midst of the crowd and flashing lights, I caught someone staring at me sexily, he was literally gawking. I turned around to be certain and when I looked back his eyes were still on me. On my body.

To make things better, he was my type of guy. Soft looking features, and a perfect model body.

I climbed down and walked over to him, trying to get a hold of my drunken self. As soon as I met him, I leaned over and gave him a kiss.

Oh the pleasure that filled my lips when he returned it. He looked drunk too, but his body responded in a way that got my third led wanting to partake in the fun.

We found ourselves a room after I had tipped a hostess. This young man was as impatient and drunk as I was. I reached for his belt and unhooked it, letting his pants fall off.

He moaned as I rubbed his already hard dick, I pulled it out and admired it, the shape, and the length.

"Fuck," I moaned as I went down on him, slowly rubbing my tongue on his lips. He groaned, letting out a beautiful moan.

I sucked the rest of him, feeling the warmth of his dick in my mouth.

"I'm going to cum." He moaned, grabbing the bed sheets.

I blinked, already? Was he a virgin? He didn't lie, within the next minute. I felt his hot cum spill out in my mouth. Damn. I pulled him out and let the rest of his juice pour out in my hand.

I went to the bathroom to wash up and when I came out, he was gone.

"Hey." I called out, scanning the rest of the room. What the fuck just happened? I felt the alcohol and the rest of my horniness immediately leave my system as I ran towards the door.

I went back to the club after looking everywhere for him, it was like looking for a ghost. I didn't even get his name.

Defeated, I called for my driver to take me home. Tomorrow was going to be the start of a different life, at least this night was fun. I chuckled, thinking about the wild experience I just had. No one would believe it.

**********

I felt a loud throbbing headache as I woke up. I sighed there was no one to blame but me. I quickly got up and got dressed. I had only 25mins to make it downstairs before the guest started trooping in.

The sound of the musical instruments, played softly in the lounge as I walked down the spiral stairs. A number of guest were already here. My sister, Megan, was at the bottom of the stairs to welcome me.

"Happy birthday, bro." she said with a mighty grin. "Your fiancée is here, you should go welcome her." She leaned in and whispered.

I sighed. "You should look more excited than that Ronald." She said forcing a smile.

"Yeah." I replied forcing a smile back. Everyone in the family was aware that the marriage was arranged, so there wasn't any extra ceremony going on. It was almost an official meeting, but with ball gowns and dinner suits.

I sighted Kyla, my fiancée and went outside to welcome her. She wasn't alone.

I was shocked when I recognized who that was, the guy from last night. What was going on? What was he doing with her?

"Hello Ronald, Happy Birthday." Kyla greeted politely and extended her hand for a handshake. "I hope you'd like your gifts." She said as a guard carrying loads of wrapped packages walked past us.

"Oh, thank you Kyla, you didn't have to." I eyed the man once again before looking back at her. "Welcome. You look... lovely."

"Thank you. And this is my brother, Jeffrey." She said signaling to the man beside her.

I gulped, brother?

The young man extended his hand for a handshake and I received it. "Hi," he let out a small smile. "Nice to meet you. For the first time, Ronald." He said, a little too knowingly.

I nodded.

**********

I've never been a fan of birthday parties, but having an engagement party that same day made it all the more official. And boring. I was glad when it was over.

I couldn't take my mind or eyes off Jeffrey. I wondered if it was just a coincidence that he was at the club last night. Was he into guys too? It made sense how he could have easily disappeared yesterday now though. I wasn't the only billionaire in that room.

I grabbed a glass of wine from one of the waitresses and turned to see Kyla walking towards me. She was beautiful, she didn't deserve a marriage like this.

I grabbed another glass for her. "Hi." I said handing her a glass. "How's it going?" I didn't really know what else to talk about with her.

She let out a loud sigh.

"I know right." I said, and we both laughed.

"Are you doing okay though? This probably wasn't the engagement ceremony you dreamed of."

She smiled, as if trying to hide her sadness. "Yeah, I'd be okay. You?"

"I'd be fine. We just have to do what has to be done, right?"

"Speaking of which," she immediately switched to her office mode. "Jeffrey would be joining your office, to represent our branch and to further seal the alliance."

"Your brother?" I asked, taking a sip from my glass.

"Yes, you would be his new boss, please take care of him." she said calmly.

I almost choked on my drink when she said the last part. "Of course." I replied. I lifted my glass towards her. "Cheers?"

She raised an eyebrow at me. "To new beginnings." I quickly added.

"Cheers." Our glasses clicked.

For a moment it felt nice, but when my eyes caught Jeffrey at the other end of the room. I knew this was going to be pretty fucked up.

JEFFREY

I poured the rest of my drink in my glass. My date had stood me up and as if that wasn't depressing enough. She mistakenly sent a drunk text to me, thinking I was her best friend.

She was out with her main guy. And forwarded my chats to me, intending to mock me with her friend. I sighed as I took another sip of my drink.

I was about to signal to my guard for us to leave when something interesting happened. A drunk man stood on the table an announced to pay drinks for everyone.

I scoffed and to my greater surprise, he started dancing.

I watched as he lifted his hands in the air whining his body slowly, and having the time of his life. I smiled, it was nice to see someone this bold and free.

I noticed how handsome he was, he must have so many girls lurking around him. I wondered how his body felt. He looked ripped.

My eyes scanned the rest of his body and when I looked back up, his eyes were on me.

He was walking towards me. Why? My heart skipped a beat when his lips suddenly landed on mine.

What the fuck. I wanted to push him away, but why did it feel good. And he smelled so nice.

I didn't know when my hands went to the back of his neck to pull him closer to me. My mind couldn't fathom what I was doing, but my body acted entirely differently.

Was it the alcohol? I felt heat rush through my body, to places I didn't expect.

Even when we got to the room I couldn't bring myself to stop him, or stop enjoying being touched by him. The way he held me, the way he swallowed my full length. So much pleasure rushed through me. I was going to cum.

As soon as I released, I felt a wave of embarrassment wash over me. He was still in the bathroom, when I quickly put on my clothes, and ran. I ran.

**********

Fate is a cruel bastard, I tell you. Because why does the very first thing I've ever tried to run away from show up the very next morning as the person my sister was engaged to.

I couldn't hide anymore after the ceremony. I had to represent my family's company by working directly with him.

I stared at my new Boss sitting on his desk across me, my sister's spouse. I mentally slapped myself. Of all people, why did it have to be him?

I wanted to pretend like I don't remember anything that happened that night, but my body irked just thinking about it. How drunk did I have to get to let a guy suck me? And of all guys, him.

I ran away that night because I couldn't face the embarrassment of what I had done. Almost as if cumming cleared every bit of alcohol left in my system. But then, here I was having to work with him.

"You might as well talk about what is on your mind, instead of trying to drill a hole in my head with your eyes." Ronald spoke from behind his desk, snapping me from my thoughts.

I didn't realized I had been staring. "Are you going to pretend like there was nothing to say?" I asked.

"We met for the first time, yesterday remember? And I wasn't the one that ran off on the other." He said bluntly.

I tapped the cover of my pen, nervously. "I just didn't want it to be awkward. What happened was a mistake, Ronald."

He raised an eyebrow. "What part?"

"Everything. You belong with my sister. And I'm not even into guys!" I blurted out.

He looked at me like I suddenly had a red nose and colored hair. "I understand your sister's part. But you don't really mean that, do you? You're not..."

"No. I was high and I'm not sure why I let it, maybe because it was fun to try new things, but that's not me. And that is not us, what we have should just be strictly business."

"Oh." He leaned back in his chair and watched me for a few seconds. His lips curled, "Okay."

"Thanks." I said and handed him the files on the update on my father's company. It was easier to talk about business now that the air has been cleared.

"I'm only agreeing with you for the sake of your sister. I don't care about any other thing." He stated nonchalantly.

I rolled my eyes, ignoring him to explain what was expected from the office in the next quarter.

**********

KYLA

"That ring looks good on you." Connor said sarcastically. "So it's official?"

"Don't be like that, you know I wouldn't do it if I could."

"It's the 21st century. You can refuse a marriage Kyla, or you can threaten to run away." He said pulling my waist closer to him. "Let's run away together."

I let out a soft chuckle. "I wish it was as easy as you make it seem. You have a company to run. You have a life here."

"We can always start over." He sighed. "However way this goes, you know that I love you right? If you really want to go ahead with it... if you think that's what's best, I'd always support you."

"Yeah, Connor. I love you too." I said as he close my lips with a kiss.

I moaned as the kissed deepened, wanting more of him. Fuck. I doubt this was going to end anytime soon.

He held my breast and squeezed my nipple, "oh Connor." I moaned. I pushed myself to him, feeling the hard bulge between his legs.

His hands went under my dress to feel me.

"No no. what are you doing? What if someone comes in?" I asked in between my breath.

"Don't worry about it love, the door is locked and no one is coming anytime soon." He said and closed my lips with another kiss.

His fingers were already sliding between my thighs when a sharp knock hit the door.

"Excuse me, Sir?" a voice called. I felt my heart leave my chest.

RONALD

It has not been a walk in the park working with Jeffrey. Of course he is good at his job, but that is not the only thing he was good at.

I've woken up almost every morning since then with a hard on from me having sexual dreams with him, only to see him at the office completely clueless of the hold he has on me.

"Sir the meeting with the partners would start in 15 minutes." Jeffrey said as he entered my office.

I raised a brow "Sir? How did we go from Ronald to Sir?"

"Well, technically, you're my boss. So?"

I rubbed my forehead. He was totally determined to make what is between us strictly business. "You don't have to do that Jeffrey."

"I don't want to get too familiar." He said standing nervously close to the door.

I scoffed, he always comes up with new things. Just to push me further away. I picked up my tab and walked towards him. "Why is that, Jeffrey?"

I didn't let him speak closing in on him. "Is it because of the way you might feel if you do? Is it because you might find it harder to keep it as just business?"

"N-no. It has nothing to do with that." He said holding my gaze, he moved back as I came closer to him. Step by step till his back hit the door.

I didn't stop till I was only a breath away from him. "Talk to me Jeffrey."

He gulped taking his eyes to look at anything else but me...

I stared at his eyes imaging the nasty things being this close to him made me think of. I wanted to bring my dreams to reality with him, but I couldn't force him.

My hands slid beside his waist and reached for the door knob. "Excuse me Jeffrey, I have a meeting to attend to."

**********

I nodded my head listening to what the men in suit were pitching. I took a quick glance at Jeffrey and caught him as he averted his gaze, pretending to focus.

A small smile flashed at the corner of my lips, he had been quiet since we left the office. I sighed, wondering if he actually meant it thinking he wasn't into men when he acted this way around me. When he enjoyed it that night so much.

My secretary came to meet me when the meeting ended. "Sir, your flight is ready."

"Have you informed Jeffrey?"

"No sir, I'd let him know sir."

"He doesn't have to get anything ready, everything he needs would be taken care of."

"Yes sir." She closed the door behind her as she left.

It wasn't up to two minutes, Jeffrey knocked. "You could have told me earlier." He said immediately he got in.

"Told you what?"

"Don't play dumb. You could've told me about the flight." He put his hands in his pocket to act all tough.

"Sometimes, I think you just find any excuse to show up in my office." I closed my laptop to focus on him. He raised a brow at me.

"It skipped my mind, but we have to check out the company we are buying today. We might also be there for three days."

"Three days?"

"Yes, meet me on the rooftop helipad in an hour."

Jeffrey sighed. "I'm guessing I don't have any say on that."

"You can say what you want, but nothing changes."

He opened his mouth to speak but he didn't. He just rolled his eyes and left.

**********

JEFFREY

I folded my arms and scooted away from Ronald, I don't know what it was but he made me angry. I took a deep breath. I shouldn't let him affect my energy.

I looked outside the helicopter window and took in the view below me. It was beautiful.

It wasn't long before the helicopter landed on a field. We alighted and walked toward a building. His guards trailing slowly behind us.

"Welcome sirs." A man and lady greeted as we came in.

"Thank you." Ronald responded and turned to look at me. "Make yourself comfortable... you should rest for the meeting tomorrow."

"Where should I stay?" my voice came out more politely than intended.

"The maid would show you to your room." He signaled to the lady, she nodded as she directed me.

The room was... exactly to my taste, from the bed frame design to the sheets. I wondered if he had thought this through or it was just a coincidence. I walked in the closet to find a couple of suits and casual outfits. They were only the brand I wore.

Did he really put much thought to this?

I decided to freshen up and change.

The bath was relaxing, I hung a towel over my neck and stepped out of the bathroom. I screamed when I saw Ronald in the room and quickly used the towel to cover my dick.

"What the fuck man?" I shouted.

He acted like nothing weird just happened. "I wanted to confirm if everything was to your liking?"

"It is, now can I have some privacy?"

"Why?" he asked his voice dangerously low, he was obviously enjoying this. "You have a problem dressing up in front of guys? I wonder why."

"Ronald, don't do this right now." I said ignoring him and walked into the closet. I felt him follow behind me, I turned to face him. "Ronald stop."

He didn't, he kept coming closer. His eyes were dark and alluring. "I'm trying... but you are so hard to resist Jeffrey."

The way he called my name twisted something in me. "Stop Ronald. I'm not fucking interested in that." I said moving further away from him.

"Are you lying to me or yourself?" he asked as he closed the distance between us. This was the second time he tried to push me in this position, and deep down, I hated how little I fought it. I wasn't trying enough to get out of it. I clutched my towel closer to myself.

He leaned in and brought his lips towards mine. I could feel his breathe on me. His scent.

I closed my eyes as my body anticipated what would come next.