Hurt Me Like You Mean It [BL]-Chapter 57: Scandal(6)

Lionel went quiet.

"I want everything on Valentino Vonstein," Ansel continued, voice cold. "Every dirty secret. Every student he’s harassed. Every person he’s paid off. I want footage. He’s done plenty of disgusting things in that office—I want proof."

Silence stretched.

Then Lionel spoke, slower now.

"...I already have it."

Ansel stilled.

That wasn’t normal. Lionel never moved without incentive. Never worked this fast unless there was blood involved or emotion.

"That was quick.." Ansel said coolly. "Too quick."

A faint sigh came through the phone.

"Lio," Ansel added, eyes narrowing, "do you know my little kitten? Otherwise you wouldn’t be this fast."

Another pause.

Then, quietly—

"Yes."

Ansel’s grip tightened around the phone.

"I came back..." Lionel continued, voice edged with something unreadable, "because of Lance. But my dick of an older brother already has his hands on him."

-_-

"Ah, so what now? You gonna fight me for him?"

Lionel laughed, he wasn’t crazy enough to do that.

"No, I know its just a casual fling between you guys and you’ll grow tired of him soon.."

-_-

"Ah, you think so? Alright. Don’t mess with big bro’s property and it won’t get messy. You’ve got the dirt on him? Then you know what to do. I want the Internet switching sides by tomorrow.."

Lionel set the glass down, staring at the laptop with a frown.

"Alright. I got it. Goodnight, big bro."

"Don’t fuck it up Lio. Good night." Ansel didn’t wait for Lionel’s reply and ended the call.

He’s interested in Lance as well? Just how many men were interested in Lance?

Ansel pushed his hair back, biting his lips.

He really hated this, there were way too many eyes vying his possession.

But that didn’t matter, he had Lance wrapped in the palm of his hands.

He placed his phone on the counter in the bathroom and started taking off his clothes.

Meanwhile. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Lionel pinched his temple and almost instantly smashed the glass on the floor.

"What the hell man! This is the fifth glass today." Reggie, Lionel’s friend cursed.

"My brother got his hands on my crush.."

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"Damn, he must have devoured him already. You know your brother got that magic dick, they just can’t get enough of it and Ansel’s hoes are loyal. Just give up.."

-_-

"Fuck you, Reggie. Is this how you comfort a friend?"

-_-

"Whatchu on man, you don’t wanna fight your brother and your crush doesn’t even like you..Just let it die.."

-_-

Lionel rubbed his face, trying to steady his temper.

"Damn it... I can’t just sit back and watch him take everything I wanted.." he muttered, voice low.

Reggie snorted. "Bro, you’ve got no shot. You’re fighting a legend and your crush is already hooked. Move on before you embarrass yourself."

Lionel’s fingers hovered over the keyboard, his mind racing. "It’s not about losing him... it’s about making sure nothing stupid happens. Ansel’s got a grip on him, but if anyone else tries..."

Reggie waved a hand. "Yeah yeah, I get it. Protect your crush, don’t get hurt in the process. But seriously, bro... calm down."

Lionel leaned back in his chair, letting out a slow breath. "I just... I hate that Ansel thinks he owns him. That he can play his little games and everyone falls in line. But... he’s fragile. He shouldn’t be dragged into this storm."

Reggie shrugged. "You’re not the one calling the shots, Lio. Ansel’s got him. You’ve got your info and your plans. That’s enough for now, isn’t it "

Lionel’s eyes flicked to the laptop screen, the folders labeled with names, dates, and incriminating footage of Valentino Vonstein and others. "Yeah... for now. But this isn’t over. I’ll make sure of that."

Reggie really couldn’t care less, he knew Lionel would give up at some time, his crush in question didn’t even have his number nor has he been making any moves.

"Are you gonna send the evidence through Blanked? Those guys high on whatever shit they on, they always twist the narrative.." Reggie never like that firm one day, he didn’t understand why Lionel would choose them as partners for his dirty work.

"Chill, Blanked can’t double cross me. I’ve got dirt on all their higher-ups. They’d be real stupid to do that.."

Reggie sighed, it’s not like Lionel ever listened to what he said.

His phone vibrated in his hand as he stared down. Then a smile appeared on his face.

"Yo, Lio. Our boys caught Matthew. That nigga been hiding from us ever since he took our cash and dipped. Why don’t we go pay him a visit and I heard he joined the Black fang gang, an even better reason to beat him up. Bet he’s been kissing the feet—sorry, sucking that Asian asshole’s dick since he joined them.."

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Lionel closed the laptop, perhaps beating the shit out of Matthew would brighten his mood.

"Where did they put him? I don’t want to stain my white. Angel got this for me on my birthday, so I cherish them but I wanna punch that bastard so bad!"

Reggie gave a side glance then laughed.

"Then take the shirt off. Beat the fucker and put it back on.."

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"Wow, what a fantastic idea. Why didn’t I think of it.." Lionel deadpanned, as he brushed Reggie off.

"That reminds when is Angelo returning? We barely see your little brother, bro.."

Lionel paused, they had a big fight with Angel, he and Ansel a few months ago.

They just wanted the best for him. But the kid didn’t want to see reason.

"I don’t know. He’s not even taking my calls. He’s a stubborn little brat, just like the dick that raised him. He comes running when Ansel calls while I’m the one who has to beg for his attention.."

Reggie laughed, Lionel was full of insults when it came to his older brother but when it came to the little one, he was on full doting mode.

"Your brother did practically raise him. There isn’t a single birthday, graduation party, sign-offs. That your brother hasn’t gone to, as long as Angelo is concerned he’s there, no matter how stupid it is.."

-_-

Lionel scoffed as they walked out of the room.

"Yeah, that’s why I’m the one being left out.."