"Nathan?" I sat up straight and I gazed at the blond-haired, pretty boy. Or should I say, man? He looks fairly young to be messing with an old fart like Tye. Although Tye looks to be in his early thirties. "You seem...rather interesting and not in a good sense might I add. There's something that's off about you. I can't really tell. Why don't you both have a seat and we can talk this out in a civilized manner."

Nath stared at me, flummoxed. "Talk what out? I don't even know you." He stared at me suspiciously. "I have no idea why you are here either."

Tye shifted on his feet uncomfortably, giving Nathan an imploring stare for him to comply with my demands. Tye knew I wasn't going to let this go, so he had no choice but to hear me out. Or else...

He wouldn't want to find out.

"Nathan, why don't you just sit down. This won't take long. He's going to make it quick, won't you?" He shifted his eyes on me questioningly.

Nathan's eyes narrowed on Tye who settled himself in the chair beside the one that I sat in. "If you claim to know him, why aren't you calling him by his name? Is this some kind of joke Tye, are you cheating on me and trying to cover it up?" He placed a hand on his hip, glaring daggers at me.

I sighed exasperatingly, linking my crimson eyes to his. "You're giving me a damn headache with your irrelevant banter. I'm not here to see you. I'm here to ser him. Furthermore, Tye is not my type. He's far from it. Now if you have a problem with it, you can meet the flames that I'll verbally incinerate you within seconds with. And I'm not speaking figuratively." My eyes glowed and he gasped taking a stuttering step back.

I smoothed my hands down my shirt and exhaled, turning my attention to Tye, my expression even more serious.

"So you're a rapist," I said coolly, crossing my legs and pinning him with my gaze.

Nathan gasped audibly and stepped forward courageously, jumping to his defense. "What the fuck are you talking about. Tye is no rapist!" He said hotly.

"Shut up, you!" I pointed a finger at him. "Step away from me before I blow you to ashes, mongrel!" I threatened, sitting up and leaning towards him.

He caught the murderous look in my eyes and stumbled backward in a nearby couch behind him. His eyes never left mine. They were filled with shock and fear.

"Not another fucking word!" I hissed.

His eyes reluctantly fell on Tye who had his head lowered in shame. The stricken look on Nathan's face made me want to vomit. He's sleeping with a bloody rapist and he doesn't even know it.

"How long have you been forcing yourself on my mate?" I growled out, clenching my teeth in rising anger.

"Mate?" Tye's head snapped up with creased brows of confusion. He had his elbows resting on his legs as he held his face in his hands, hiding away from the cold, disgusting truth.

What a pathetic creature. He ruined a young man's life. Stole what was not his and lived on like he owned the fucking world. I couldn't contain the rising tide of fury. My body trembled, my eyes burned, and my heart thumped at an alarming rate. I wanted to kill him. Castrate him, shove his disrespectful, atrocious cock down his throat, set him afire, and watch him burn.

"Yes, you vile, hideous creature. He's my mate. He's mine and I know what you did to him. You deserve pain. Continuous, excruciating pain. Why did you do it? Why did you hurt him so!?" I demanded, slamming a fist on my thigh. "Tell me!"

He flinched, closing his eyes.

But he didn't respond. It was Nathan who did. "I know you told me to shut up but I really need to know what you both are talking about and why are you accusing my boyfriend of rape?"

A mirthless, hysterical chuckle break through my lips. Nathan looked at me as if I were insane.

Tye winced.

"Boyfriend?" I laughed out. "That's not what I was told a few minutes ago. If I remember correctly, you are just a friend with benefits. A quick fuck. A disposable fuck if you ask me. But that's not my business." I waved the issue away with my hand, completely amused by it.

Hurtful eyes went on Tye who avoided them, biting his lip.

"Are you fucking serious?" He yelled. "Two years together and you told him I'm just your friend with fucking benefits!?"

"Nathan I--"

"So what I did for you, what I sacrificed for you was for nothing?" He soldiered on and I sat back, choosing wisely to keep my mouth shut.

"Nathan, let's not go there." Tye looked fearful.

A slow, cruel grin curved on my lips. "Do go there, Nathan. I'm eager to know what you are yelling about."

"Tye, who is this man?" He gestured at me with his lips trembling, his emotions going haywire.

Tye swallowed and he looked anywhere, everywhere, except at Nathan.

"Look at me!" He ordered. "Tell me why he's here calling you a rapist!"

Seconds followed but Tye kept his lips tight, glaring at the cream-colored carpet on the floor.

"He raped a young boy three years ago. Seeing as you both were together for two years, I'm guessing it happened before then." I mused.

"Three years ago..." Nathan mumbled. His features becoming thoughtful. "Three years ago..." His face then smoothed out to realization.

"Tye...did you...did you rape Asche?" Nathan asked in disbelief, staring at Tye as if he saw a ghost. His face blanching.

I stilled, my attention caught and I gazed at Nathan. "How do you know, Asche?" I urged.

Nathan looked as if he was about to ignore me but he replied, "Asche is...Asche was my boyfriend."

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