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KILT : The Seminarian (Returns): 02 (no sex) Author : tReSe _____________________________________________________________
chapter fourteen
After pouring the water in the glass, the boy handed it to Damien. Then he left the room closing the door behind him.
"We looked for you for months, but we couldn't find you. We really tried but we just couldn't find you." Father Patricio began. "I'm really sorry that you saw us that night. I didn't mean to..."
"Oh, shut up!" Damien screamed. "I don't want to hear what you have to say. Leave me alone!"
Father Patricio was aghast by his nephew's reaction. Tears were starting to form in his eyes as he compiled to his nephew's wishes.
Several minutes had passed when someone knocked at the door.
"Leave me alone!" Damien shouted.
The person behind the door ignored his command and entered the bedroom.
"I said to leave me..." Damien paused when saw the person. "Jose?"
"It is I." Jose said meekly. He then approached Damien's bed carry a tray filled with food.
"Just put them over the table." Damien said.
Jose followed Damien's instruction.
"I'm so gladly that you're finally here. We all are." He began saying with his back facing Damien. "It's just a matter of time before your strength comes back and Pedro will turn over Hacienda Montevero in your care."
"Pedro?"
"Pedro Domingo, the guy whom you had a bit of incident earlier."
"Isn't he the son of Don..." His voice trailed off.
"Don Alfredo Domingo."
"I don't want to hear you or anybody mentioning his name or my uncle's name in this house ever again! Do you understand?" Damien replied.
"I'm sorry."
"Bring Pedro to me now!"
"Don't bother Jose, I'm here." Pedro said. "Please, Jose leave us now."
"Yes, master." Jose said and left the room.
"I want you to leave the hacienda before the day ends, do I make myself clear!" Damien said as he approached Pedro.
"And if I don't?" Pedro challenged Damien.
"I'll kick your ass out this land if I have to!" Damien replied.
Pedro laughed which only ignited Damien's fury.
"Come on, let's eat and calmly discuss the matters regarding the estate."
After saying that Pedro entered Damien's room without being invited. He walked passed the furious lad and proceeded to the table.
"Aren't you going to join me?" Pedro said as he seated. He looked at Damien but his companion remained unmoved from where he was standing. "Suit yourself." Pedro then began pouring hot cocoa in his cup.
"Quit playing games with me, I want you out of here now!" Damien said as he neared the table.
"Not until you calm down and dine with me." Pedro answered.
Damien resigned and settled down on the chair opposite to Pedro.
"Cocoa?" Pedro offered.
"No. What I want is for you to leave the hacienda this instant!"
"I can but I won't." Pedro teased.
"You got some nerve! This is not Villa Domingo, this is Hacienda Montevero, in case you've forgotten!"
"I know this Hacienda Montevero and that it belongs to the Monteveros. Well, half of it that is."
"What do you mean half of it?"
"I guess, your uncle had told about your father's condition."
"He did."
"Well, after your father got sick. You uncle ran the hacienda for awhile but things didn't went well as he had hoped for. And after a year in his care the hacienda's loses escalated. He went to my father and asked for financial aid. My father bought half of the hacienda, your uncle's share."
"That's just great, your family con your way to our hacienda!"
"Look! I don't know why you runaway two years ago, where you've been or what the hell happened to you that turned you into this angry person that you are now and I don't care! But let me get one thing straight here, my family is not the enemy here. We didn't prayed for all of these to happen it just did. We are your allies. I'm here to help your family and the hacienda not take it away!"
"So, you said!"
"Well, if that's what you feel, tough then!" Pedro stood up and walked towards the door. "You know what, I feel sorry for you. You are being blinded by your own hatred that you don't see who your true enemy is."
"You're the enemy!"
"No, Damien, the enemy is yourself! Grow up man!" Pedro said and left the room.
Almost four weeks had passed since Damien returned to the hacienda. Though, there were no more traces that a storm had ravaged the hacienda, still a wicked aura overshadows the mansion.
Damien quickly recuperated from his famish state and regained so much more than his youthful beauty. The once splendid cherub has metamorphosed into an Adonis. Yet behind his godly looks, Hades is slowly consuming his soul.
Father Patricio returned to St. Francis that same day his nephew proscribed him from the hacienda. With a heavy heart, he resumed his role as rector of the seminary. While Pedro continued his role as the overseer of the hacienda, he and Damien hadn't spoken to each since then.
coming soon - chapter fifteen _____________________________________________________________
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Thanks, tReSe
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