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Austin Keano only realized the arrival of someone in his room once a pair of hands placed several folders on the table. The man was about to curse at the owner of the arms for entering his room without permission. However, when he looked up from his downcast position while massaging his temples, he immediately abandoned that intention.
"What happened to your cheek?" asked Kenan, a look of concern and amusement overlapping on his face at the faint redness on Austin's left cheek.
"No need to ask," Austin replied lazily, changing his sitting position to lean against the chair.
"Your tie is askew," Kenan reprimanded.
Austin lazily looked down at his blue tie, which was indeed askew. His hands moved slowly to correct it, but were overtaken by Kenan's instructions.
The man approached Austin, lowering his body slightly to make it easier for him to straighten the man's tie. Kenan untied his tie, and then re-tied it.
Austin said nothing, his eyes moving to stare at Kenan's face whose hands were skillfully tying the tie. Once done, Kenan placed his hands on both of Austin's shoulders adjusting the shirt collar, then he rubbed the man's pebble-colored suit with a slightly sensual gesture.
Austin was frustrated, there was nothing more satisfying than making love to Kenan right now, in this place. He's sure Kenan won't mind if he takes the tie back off—only for Austin to tie it firmly around both of Kenan's wrists. Lays the man down on his desk, and fucks him roughly.
Austin didn't have to fear getting caught, because people would ask his permission first to enter his room. Not wanting to continue fantasizing, the man pulled Kenan's waist to sit on his lap.
He reached for Kenan's nape to quickly scoop up his lips, but his movement was halted when Kenan said, "Let's eat together tonight!"
Just a centimeter away from their lips meeting, Austin pulled back his face to look into his lover's brown eyes.
"My treat," Kenan continued.
And of course Austin accepted immediately.
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True to his promise, that night Kenan actually invited Austin to dinner together, especially since he was the one who would treat. Austin complimented Kenan for renting a room for them.
"Amazing, I didn't know you could be this romantic, Kenan! Taking me to dinner in a private room at a Japanese restaurant." The look on Austin's face was as if he'd just had a first date in love at first sight.
Kenan smiled and replied, "Who said it was just the two of us?"
Austin's brow furrowed. "So you're taking someone else with us?"
Kenan nodded.
"Kenan, how could you ask someone else to join us for our romantic dinner? Cancel it, tell him not to come!"
"I can't."
"You can't? Who are you inviting? You didn't invite Ersya, did you?"
"I didn't, but I brought someone important to you."
Shortly after, a woman came and entered after sliding open the Japanese door.
Kenan quickly stood up and greeted her kindly. "I'm glad you could make it, ma'am," Kenan said with a sweet smile.
Austin's eyes widened, staring at the woman who was his biological mother. The woman did the same even though she returned Kenan's sweet smile. Renatha's face immediately showed a flat look as soon as her attention was drawn to the man's frowning face in response to her arrival.
"Kenan? Why did you bring ..." Austin's voice faded and vanished, as Kenan gave him a sharp glare.
Austin snorted amusedly, what do you mean by giving me a look like that? he asked himself.
On the other hand, Renatha raised her chin slightly—showing her overweening arrogance to Austin who didn't want to look at her. While her arms were folded across her chest, the delicate fingers with pointed nails polished with red polish tapped each other lightly on the arm.
"Kenan, explain what this is all about!" the woman demanded sternly. However, with a friendly look on her face, once her brown eyes fell on Kenan.
Stared at by two pairs of eyes that had a similar aura of darkness and sharpness, but were soft as silk as he was reflected in those two pairs of irises. Kenan returned the gaze to the mother and son in turn even for a moment. Then he saw the mother and son stare at each other again, though less than a second later turning their gaze to Kenan.
"Answer, Kenan!" Both of them unintentionally said at the same time. Tongues clucked, too, for the umpteenth time since the two blood relatives came face to face again-after who knows how many years of not seeing each other.
A child must inherit the genes of its biological mother. Now, Kenan knew that it was not a myth, but a fact.
He took a deep breath, then exhaled. Kenan smiled as sweetly as he could while looking at the two in turn. "Before I explain, how about we sit down first?" he asked, inviting the two people who were still arguing to sit down and then he followed.
Seemingly reluctant to do so, Renatha and Austin finally gave in to Kenan's request. Also for Kenan's sake, the woman was willing to sit with a man she didn't like even though she was the one who gave birth to him. Likewise with Austin, to hell with the word disobedient. If it wasn't for Kenan, he would have already left this place.
At the small square charcoal-colored table, Austin and Renatha sat in a kneeling position with a small cushion as a base. Between the mother and son, Kenan stood in the middle—Austin's left side and Renatha's right side.
Feeling that the situation had calmed down somewhat, Kenan finally seated himself between the two. "Sumimasen!" He called out to a servant. Not waiting for long, a female waitress wearing a yukata, a typical Japanese outfit, came with a menu.
"My treat." Kenan ordered sashimi and bottles of sake. The waitress left to get the order.
After the waitress left, Kenan returned his gaze to the two people who had been staring at him non-stop. He knew that the man and woman in front of him were eagerly waiting for his answer even though their lips were tightly closed, patiently waiting as he wanted.
"Is there something you two want to talk about?" Kenan asked the two.
Renatha snorted, "What is there to talk about?" she snorted, the snort was aimed at Austin, while the casual, toneless reply was given to Kenan.
As with Renatha, so with Austin. The man looked at the face of the woman in front of him whom he found no signs of aging, also with a cold look in his eyes when she looked at him. Despite twenty years of separation-even five years where they did not speak to each other, only face-to-face in an unfamiliar atmosphere. Austin felt that not a single thing in his mother had changed. The woman was like a well-preserved jade.
"Is that so?" His eyebrows rose.
Quickly, Renatha's brown eyes rolled to Austin.
The man continued, "Didn't want to ask how I was doing, did you? Like any mother would,"
"I already know how she is, so why ask again?" Renatha retorted, looking Austin up and down. There was nothing missing, except perhaps his sanity which had diminished after reuniting with Kenan after ten years of separation.
"Sorry for the wait, here's your order." The waiter set down a plate of sashimi, complete with chopsticks and three bottles of sake Kenan had ordered.
Kenan nodded with a faint smile after the waiter withdrew and thanked him.
Renatha and Austin looked at the plate of sashimi unappetizingly. The cause was the figure sitting in front. There was also no intention of tasting the three bottles of sake.
Not wanting to stay trapped in this thickening atmosphere of silence. Kenan said, "I'm sorry if I only treated you to sashimi and sake. Eat up, it's my specialty."
There were still a few more sentences that Kenan should have wanted to say, but he couldn't get them out. As Renatha and Austin quickly picked up a piece of sashimi, they put it in their mouths.
Kenan didn't know if the sashimi he ordered was so small, or if the two people in front of him were starving. The plate of sashimi was gone, leaving the sake untouched. Well, at least he was happy that the sashimi had been eaten.
"Alright, Kenan, let's go home!" said Austin.
The man stood up from his seat, but Kenan didn't budge. Instead, he picked up a bottle of sake to pour into a glass held by a beautiful woman in her early forties. She looked at him, then said, "You want to go home? Go home, Kenan and I still want to be here," Renatha said, before the small cup in her hand was filled to the brim with the sake Kenan poured.
As soon as the sake bottle was set down, the woman gulped down the liquid. Austin sat back down, grabbed one of the cups, and thrust it in front of Kenan.
"Give me some too!"
Kenan poured it out.
"Merci, Kenan!"Austin put down the filled cup only to pull Kenan by the scruff of the neck and kiss him briefly on the lips.
Kissing Kenan in front of his mother.
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