Nitocris pulled Xing Han into his arms and held him tightly.

He let Xing Han cry his eyes out, all the while telling him that it was okay, that he didn't blame him, that it wasn't his fault. He rubbed his hands along his back while Xing Han held on to Nitocris, holding him tight as he continued to cry.

At that moment, Zhènlín was right outside the door and he witnessed this scene. Zack had brought him up, forcing him to see what he had actually done to his own son.

Nitocris knew they were there, but he pointedly ignored them.

What was important was his sobbing puppy in his arms.

When Xing Han finally calmed down, Nitocris wiped his tears and held his face in his hands, staring at him, "Listen to me, okay Puppy? I love you. Always have and I always will. Nothing will ever change that. This ... that ... nothing. Understand?"

Xing Han sniffed, his eyes looking at Nitocris's eyes that were full of love and tenderness for him.

Then, Nitocris kissed him. A long, slow and sweet loving kiss.

Nitocris wanted Xing Han to feel his love for him, that nothing had changed and his feelings for Xing Han remain steadfast.

Xing Han was nervous at first, but was soon lost in the moment.

The kiss started becoming more passionate, as Nitocris deepened the kiss further upon feeling his sensitive puppy respond. He brought his hand to hold the back of Xing Han's head as he plunged his tongue inside, delicately exploring the delicious cavern slowly.

Xing Han's flaccid little brother started rising, and Nitocris laughed a bit when he realised that.

He broke the kiss and whispered in Xing Han's ear, "When we get home, I will replace every single touch of hers with mine. I will cleanse your c*ck with my mouth and let you bury yourself deep within me. Use me as you will in order to get her stench out from your body, okay?"

Xing Han gulped, and he slowly nodded as he went to pull his underwear and zip up his pants.

"Let's go home, okay?" Nitocris said, caressing his cheek.

Xing Han nodded again.

It was only then that Nitocris turned to face his 'father-in-law' at the doorway, who was standing there, his entire body just frozen solid. He couldn't escape and had been forced to watch his son making out with another man.

The sight was abnormal and horrible to endure.

But despite all of that, Zhènlín couldn't deny the pure love between the two men. The depth of love, the purity and the intensity of the emotions portrayed … all of it hit him in a manner that he, himself, was too stubborn to acknowledge or see at that moment.

He was too caught up with the 'horror' instead.

It was, however, a start that was buried deep in his subconscious mind. It was only many, many years later that Zhènlín could finally talk to his son normally again.

For now, however, none of it showed.

All that Nitocris could see was disbelief and an unwillingness in that man's eyes to accept what he was seeing.

"I am taking him with me," Nitocris declared, getting up.

He walked over to Zhènlín and said, so that only he could hear, "If you say anything to stop me, or say anything to hurt Xing Han, I will not hesitate to destroy the precious company you hold so dearly."

He stared at Zhènlín in the eyes as he said coldly, "I, Nitocris Bianci, promise you this."

When Zhènlín heard that name, his heart dropped and he felt cold sweat dripping down his face and back.

Who, in the business world that had some dealings with the underworld, did not know this name?

His eyes finally had fear in them as he stared at Nitocris with wide eyes. Nitocris, seeing this, was satisfied and he gave a smile.

He turned, to see that his puppy was still sitting on the bed, as if gathering his thoughts.

Nitocris knew that Xing Han was having conflicted feelings.

This was a choice he never wanted Xing Han to make. His family, or him.

That was why he never brought up the matter at all. Xing Han loved his family dearly, and there was no way Nitocris was going to force him to choose.

When you truly love someone, giving them an ultimation to choose between the two was undeniably cruel, and selfish. How could anyone be so presumptuous as to think they could replace the family their beloved grew up in?

It was different if Xing Han had been abused from the start and/or Xing Han never had any feelings for his family.

So Nitocris was silent, letting Xing Han settle his inner demons.

Xing Han slowly got up, and he looked at Nitocris, then at his father.

He gave one long look at his bedroom, as he turned around to look at everything.

He took a deep breath, and walked over to Nitocris, slipping his hands in his.

"Let's go," he said resolutely, but sadly.

"Are you sure?" Nitocris asked.

Xing Han looked at his father, and he gave a deep bow, saying, "Father, I thank you for raising me all these years. I am deeply sorry that I cannot be the son that you need. Forgive me for my selfish desire to be with the man that I love deeply."

Xing Han didn't wait for a reply, for he knew that he wouldn't get any approval. All he wanted to do was say his piece, and leave.

He got up from his bow, gave one last sad look at his father, and he left.

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Zhènlín came down the stairs in a daze, to see his entire family in the living room. Also in a daze.

They looked up at him, and then looked away.

"You used drugs on my son?!"