Epilogue
Spring Break
Harshal
It’s been a few months since we got rid of Jamie and things went back to normal.
At least for the most part. I’ve become a new member of The Dark Archez though I hardly do anything gang related, I just date to the president’s son.
Speaking of Wraith he’s been glued to my hip for what feels like centuries.
He’s not able to sleep unless I’m in bed with him, he studies with me, is horny at least eight times a week (sometimes eight times a day), and he just won’t leave me alone.
Not that I’m complaining because despite it all I fucking love him to the death of me.
The funeral the gang had for Justin was beautiful but still made me feel guilty about his death. I think it will forever make me feel guilty. Had it not been for me I think he would still be alive to this day.
Right now, I’m in the bathroom getting ready for the surprise date Wraith thrusted upon me. Brunelle knocks on the bathroom door as I pull my locs into a half-up-half-down look.
“Your monster is here!” she says before I hear her walk away.
“Baby, are you almost ready, I’ve been waiting all day for you.” Wraith whines through the bathroom door.
“You just got here.” I state.
“And?” he asks. “I want to hug and kiss my angel.”
Smiling I open the door and see him standing in front of me in a suit, a single blue rose in his gloved hand.
His helmet sits on the couch and all of a sudden I feel underdressed.
While he’s dressed formally, I’m dressed in trendy jeans, my new pair of stylish boots, and a sheer shirt that molds to my body with perfection.
“Damn, you look—”
“Underdressed, I know let me go change into something more formal an—”
“No, please don’t, you look fucking edible.”
It astonishes me that I can make this man horny with just my body given the fact that my body isn’t muscular at all.
But I’m not a skinny twig, twink, or whatever one may call it either.
I’m filled out normally but just don’t have big arms, muscles, or anything like that.
I mean in certain ways he folds my body when fucking me at times I can see abs poke through my stomach but other than that that’s it.
I mean most men in the gay community don’t like guys like me and for him to love me as me is beyond indescribable. I feel myself blush.
“I’ll take that as a compliment.” I mumble, taking the rose from him.
Squeezing past him I realize that the rose is a plastic rose so I set it on my nightstand.
“I would have gotten you a real rose but those are only temporary.” He says, following me. “I wanted to get you something that won’t wilt and die off, something that mirrors my love for you.”
“I like it.” I smile.
Walking to my dresser I open a drawer and pull out my wallet.
“What’s that for?” he asks.
“We’re going on a date, right?” I ask.
“Yeah.”
“So, I’m taking money so I can pay for the things I want.”
Wraith growls before stalking over to me and taking my wallet from me. He tosses it on the bed before pulling me towards the door.
“You’re mine to take care of, you want something I get it, you need something I get it, you can fucking take every penny in my bank account if it meant that you have everything you need and want.” He says. “Do you understand me?”
I look at him taken aback at his affirmation. When I don’t answer he grips my chin with his thumb and pointer finger, making me look him straight in the eyes.
“Do you understand me?” he asks again.
I nod. “Yes.”
“Good.” He nods. “Let’s go.”
He grabs the helmet in my room that we leave here for me along with his as we head to the apartment door. We say our goodbyes to Brunelle then head downstairs to his motorcycle. He puts my helmet on me before putting on his. After that we get on and begin our date night.
***
Wraith ends up taking me to a fancy restaurant, a five-star restaurant, and the food here is amazing! It’s a Korean restaurant and all I’m going to say is I’m going to leave this place filled to the brim.
“Can you cook almost any Korean dish?” I ask.
“Of course I can!” he responds. “I taught myself since I didn’t have my parents help me.”
“Is it better than this food?” I gesture to the food on our table.
He takes a moment to think.
“I don’t know, I’ll have to cook for you and let you be the judge.”
I nod. “Okay.”
“I have some news for you.”
I grab some of my Bulgogi.
“Tell me.”
“Dad says that he found a new spot to rebuild a new club for the gang.” Wraith informs me.
My eyebrows shoot up as I chew my food.
“Really?” I ask. “That’s amazing!”
“Yeah, he’s going to use the money we took from Jamie the first time we went to Las Vegas to fund it.”
I kind of forgot about that. But then again how could I when he kind of kidnapped me to go with him.
“Awesome.” I say.
“It’s going to be here in the city, bigger, better.” He explains.
“Are you helping design it?” I ask.
“I want to, but we’ll see.”
“What would you put in it?”
He thinks for a moment before answering.
“I want to put a lot in it, but I really want to put some of my Korean roots in it.”
“Such as what?”
He shrugs. “That’s the thing there’s so much about my culture I’m unaware of but there’s some stuff I am aware of...”
“You just don’t know where to start.” I finish for him.
“Exactly.”
“Well...” I start before taking a sip of my Korean Strawberry Shake. “I think it’s best to start with what you already know before going into the unknown territory.”
He nods his head slowly. “That’s logical.”
He takes a bite of his own food, eyeing me, and I get the sense that he has something else to say.
“What?” I ask.
He gives me the most adorable smile a man could give. A smile I’ve never seen on his face until now. My heart jumps and butterflies flutter in my tummy.
“I, uh...”
His voice is hoarse and cracks a little.
“I want you to come live with me.” he says.
I open my mouth to speak but he stops me.
“Let me finish. In our own apartment for the remainder of college.”
“Like... you’re moving out of your father’s house?” I ask just to clarify.
He nods. “Mhm.”
I begin to think then he speaks again.
“I have an apartment in mind already, but I haven’t done anything because I want this to be a team effort.”
“How far is it from campus?” I ask.
“It’s not that far, maybe two to three blocks away from campus.” He replies. “I can take you to the complex after dinner.”
I smile. “I’d like that.”
We finish our delicious dinner, talking, laughing, and enjoying each other’s company before he pays, and we get back on his bike.
“I want to take you somewhere else before I show you the apartment complex.” He informs me.
“O—”
I interrupt myself with an unexpected blech. My eyes widen in embarrassment as I look around. Wraith laughs, shaking his head.
“At least I know you’ve got a full belly.”
“Sorry, excuse me.”
“You’re excused love.”
He starts the bike, and we head off into the city. As I hold on to him I look around, enjoying the nightlife the city has to offer. Couples like us on dates, friends enjoying their night out, and so much more. We pull up to what looks like a gun shop, and he turns the engine off.
“What are we doing here?” I ask.
“You’ll see.” Wraith responds.
We get off the bike and enter the shop.
“Hey Wraith!” the shop owner says as we enter. “Let me get your special order for you, give me one second.”
The owner goes to the back, leaving us here alone in the front. I look around at the many guns displayed on the wall or in display cases. Some looking real while others look like toy guns. They vary from Pistols, Sniper Rifles, Firearms, Revolvers, and so much more.
“Is this where the gang comes to get their guns?” I ask.
“Sometimes.” Wraith replies. “Other times we order from a site in China.”
The owner comes back out with two boxes.
“Here you are.” He says.
Wraith walks up to the counter and introduces me to the owner.
“Babe, this is Zach, Zach this is my lover and newest member of The Dark Archez, Harshal.”
Zach raises his hand at me and waves.
“Nice to meet you, Harshal.”
“Likewise.” I politely smile.
Wraith opens one of the boxes and pulls out a Magnum revolver. It’s a pretty grey color with a falling angel on the handle. On the cylinder is my name in beautiful cursive lettering. But I catch a glimpse of the words underneath it.
“What’s the cylinder say?” I ask.
Wraith moves it around so I can see the rest of the text which reads:
My heart is the property of Harshal Bolaji
He engraved my name in a gun. It’s amazing that all of those words were able to fit on the thing too.
“Why would you—”
“This is my way of expressing my love for you and it’s my gun, this one is yours.”
He pats the other box.
I grab the box and open it. I pull out the gun and discover that it’s a pistol. It too has writing on it in gorgeous font on the side.
Wraith Nacar belongs to me.
I smirk before looking at him.
“Oh, you belong to me?” I tease.
“I always have Grey Eyes, and I always will even if the world tries to tear us apart. I will always belong to you.” He says.
“Hey, no sappy lovey shit in my shop, that shit is forbidden.” Zach says.
Wraith flips him off.
“Think of the gun as a congratulations to joining The Dark Archez and a better gift than a promise ring.” Wraith adds. “That is until we’re ready for a wedding ring.”
“And he’s planning to marry me.” I comment to no one in particular.
“No, I promise to marry you when we’re ready.” He corrects me. “I want to die and be buried with your wedding band around my finger so I can wear it in the afterlife with pride and joy.”
I look into his eyes and see that he is dead serious.
“Such a romantic.” I joke.
He spanks me on the ass and it makes me jump a little.
“So do you like them?” Zach asks.
“We’ll take them, charge them to my card on file.” Wraith replies, his eyes on mine.
“You got it.” Zach says.
“And can we get a drawstring backpack for them.” Wraith adds.
After handing us a drawstring backpack Zach charges Wraith’s card and we head back out to the bike.
But before Wraith can put on his helmet I grab him by his hand and pull him to me.
He stumbles into me and together we stumble into a nearby wall.
He now towers over me with one hand above both of our heads.
I lean up and kiss him. He melts into me immediately as he kisses me back.
He tries to dominate me, but I don’t let him, I take control of the kiss since it’s my kiss.
“Thank you.” I mutter.
He smiles, the tips of our noses touching.
“You’re welcome, Grey Eyes.” He whispers. “Now let’s go look at the apartment complex.”
We do just that, hopping on his bike, and heading towards the apartment complex he was telling me about during dinner.
I’ve never felt so free until now, I’ve never felt this loved until now, with the exception of my grandfather’s love.
I’m so in love with this man it may seem scary to some, but to me this is paradise on earth.
We weave through the city’s traffic until we arrive at the complex.
“Here it is.” Wraith says. “The office is closed obviously but I thought you’d like to check out the neighborhood.”
I get off the bike to look around at the complex and its surroundings. It looks nice. It’s most definitely nicer than the apartment Brunelle and I share at the moment. The neighborhood looks nice and quiet, with no drama. I nod my head still looking around.
“I’ll do some research on it and let you know how I feel about it.” I state. “But as of right now I’m going to say yes.”
“Yeah?” he looks at me.
I nod. “Yes, I’d love to move in with you.”
“Perfect baby.” He says.
I hug him and he hugs me back, tighter than I expected.
“Now, I’m not ready to go home quite yet so take me on a night ride My Dark Angel.” I demand, our helmets colliding.
He looks me dead in the eye as he responds,
“You’re wish is my command my beautiful Angel.”
I hop back on the motorcycle, and we do just that. Enjoying the night riding around the city, the weather, and each other until the sun comes up.
THE END