Antony, our dear lawyer, couldn't control himself, so he had an anxiety attack in front of Marcus, who unfortunately didn't know how to act, he just stood there doing nothing to help his An, who was in crisis at the moment.
"What did he do to you?" The million-euro question raced through his mind, making him relive events he didn't want to relive, things Cauã had done to him and he couldn't understand why he had agreed to such nonsense.
The truth was that Antony had an irrational fear of telling the 'perfect' man the whole truth, well... not so perfect, but to him he was and that was what mattered. He didn't care what anyone thought, but at that moment, fear was taking over his being, which in his view only hindered his life, it was as if a piece of food was sitting in his stomach, making him sick.
- M-Marcus... - The lawyer began to say with great difficulty, he was thinking a lot, his mind wouldn't stop, his thoughts were faster than normal, making it difficult for him to think.
- Yes, life - An was startled to hear the nickname Marcus had given him, he was startled too, he had spoken so naturally that he hadn't even realized what he had said, he had only noticed the smile on the face of the man who was standing in front of him right now.
The lawyer, with a huge smile, plucked up the courage to tell him the truth, but first he urgently needed to be in the arms of the man who had called him Life, so he threw himself into his arms, almost causing them to fall to the ground.
He took a deep breath as he rested his face on Marcus's defined torso. Smelling him up close was wonderful, his perfume excited him, even more so when he was wrapped around the man who had saved him.
Antony never thought that he would find love in this way, much less that he would find his soul mate by the work of Fate, yes it was his work, there was no other explanation.
In that millisecond Marcus felt whole, he didn't understand why, but he was certainly complete with Antony in his arms.
The ringing of the doorbell had startled the two of them, who in a flash were separated, ashamed of what had just happened, not knowing where to put their hands, next to their bodies? Or cross their arms.
The person on the other side of the door was Ben, he was desperate, he didn't know where to go or what to do, it's true that he could do God and the world, but he didn't understand why Alan had left home, he had treated him so well, he had given him everything, a house, even though he had his own apartment, he really didn't understand what was going through his lover's head.
Now, at this moment, he didn't understand what had led him to Marcus' house. He looked for his boyfriend's friend, Jo Ann, but couldn't find her at home. He rang the doorbell again at Alan's cousin's apartment.
"Won't I find him too?" Benjamin asked himself in the midst of the despair that plagued him at that moment.
He paced back and forth impatiently in the hallway, which had beige walls and a ceramic floor that imitated moss-green granite, helping Ben to become increasingly impatient with the delay in answering a damn door.
His thoughts wandered to the uncertainty of where his lover might have gone, what had really happened to make him leave without even telling him where he was going, there was something very wrong with this story and he already suspected someone.
His brain was on the verge of syncopating from all the thoughts that permeated it. He was in a terrible state, more like a madman pacing the deserted corridor incessantly.
He rang the doorbell again, he couldn't believe that in the midst of his despair, at a time like this, no one would be available to help him.
It's true that he had thought of every possible scenario, but he needed someone to support him, and unfortunately he couldn't count on his family, if he could call his uncles family.
The desperation was palpable, he walked towards the door, this would be his last attempt to find Marcus, he might not be much help, but he needed someone to calm him down.
Just as he was about to start knocking desperately on the door, it opened and a disheveled Marcus appeared, trying to say something, but when he saw the state Benjamin was in, he grabbed him by the arm and pulled him inside.
- What happened, Ben?
Benjamin opened his mouth to start talking, only to be interrupted by a voice coming from the door separating the entrance hall from the living room.
- Alan has been kidnapped.