Episode 3

Inside the elevator, Nahuel's two bodyguards and Drake's two bodyguards got in along with them. Drake made Nahuel stay back, placing himself in front of him. The bodyguards exchanged glances. Nahuel didn't move, not wanting his men to see them as a couple fighting.

Drake, noticing Nahuel's fear of being misunderstood, took advantage of the situation. He slipped a hand behind Nahuel, squeezing his backside and pulling him closer so he could feel his bulge.

Nahuel's eyes widened in shock. He swatted at Drake's arm.

"Damn it!" he hissed. "Let go of me right now, or you'll regret it," he said with a furious glare.

"I have other things I can't use because of you, one more wouldn't be a problem." Drake smiled maliciously, sliding his hand around front to feel the growing bulge in Nahuel's pants.

"It's not what you think," Nahuel whispered, trying to push him away. "It's… it's… Let go of me! You damn pervert!" He slapped Drake's hand away.

"Plaff!"

The four bodyguards turned around at the sound. Drake just smiled.

"Don't worry, my wife is just a little angry." He winked.

"Don't listen to him! If anyone's the wife here, it should be him. Stop the elevator!" Nahuel stepped out alongside his bodyguards.

"Bye, honey!" Drake blew him a kiss, grinning and winking.

"Don't you dare breathe a word of this," Nahuel threatened his bodyguards with a look.

Back in the elevator, Drake sank into his thoughts, a silly grin on his face.

"Looks like someone isn't immune to me, my little tiger." He licked his lips, chuckling to himself.

One week later…

Drake was relaxing in his mansion when he received a call from Dani.

"Boss, your wife… he's seeing several women. It’s all over the news."

"Dani, set up a meeting with his two bodyguards for today."

"Boss, you need to be at the cafe across from your wife’s company at 3 p.m., that’s their break time."

"See you later." Drake hung up the phone.

"So, you're cheating on me, and after that day…" He clenched his fists. "I haven't been able to touch anyone else." A look of sadness crossed his face. "The thought of anyone else but you disgusts me."

Meanwhile, Nahuel…

In a luxurious hotel room in the city, Nahuel sat while a woman gave him a blowjob.

She was getting tired. No matter what she tried, she couldn't get him hard. Her thoughts were a mix of desperation and ambition. "I want him in my bed so badly, but I can't even get a reaction. I have to try harder; maybe I can actually win him over and climb the social ladder."

No matter how hard she tried, nothing worked. Nahuel was desperate for it to work, not understanding what was wrong with him. Suddenly, a memory flashed in his mind – a memory of that day in the elevator, the last time he'd been able to…

He remembered Drake squeezing his ass, pressing their bodies together, touching his cock… And just like that, he hardened. Nahuel savagely grabbed the woman's head, using her mouth to satiate his need. When he was close, he flipped her over, grabbed a condom, and roughly entered her, all while thinking of Drake.

The woman was scared. She wanted this, but not like this, not so brutally. She felt like he was going to destroy her. As soon as Nahuel finished, he threw her off him and practically shoved her out the door.

"Get out! Get lost…"

Terrified, the woman practically ran out of the room. Liam handed her an envelope, reciting the words he was obligated to say to them all.

"The CEO only sleeps with someone once. That’s all." He handed her the envelope full of cash.

"Your boss is an animal. I wouldn't want to see him again even if you paid me! That bastard!" She snatched the money and left.

Meanwhile, Nahuel sat on the couch, pants around his knees, head in his hands.

"Damn it! What's happening to me? How could this happen? Aaarrgghh!" He pulled at his hair in frustration.

Liam walked in, finding him in this state.

"B-Boss, I'm your friend too, you know? I can help you." He sounded genuinely worried.

"No one can help me, Liam. I got hard twice thinking about him! And worst of all, I came thinking about that damn Dragon. I don't know what he did to me, but I'm not gay." His voice was strained, a manic smile plastered on his face.

"Boss, maybe you should see a therapist. They could help you figure out your sexuality."

"Add an appointment to my schedule for today. 3 p.m., during the bodyguard shift change."

3:00 p.m…

Drake pulled up to the cafe where the bodyguards met. He sat in his black Bentley, watching as the two men entered. They took a seat, placed their orders, and as soon as they were served, Drake made his entrance. He walked in and sat down at their table.

"Hello, gentlemen. I want you to tell me everything. And I mean everything about your boss, my wife." He smiled pleasantly.

Both bodyguards choked on their coffee, exchanging shocked looks.

Bodyguard 1: Sir, our boss is the number one CEO, nicknamed the Tiger, and from what I've seen, he's one hundred percent straight." He wiped his mouth with a napkin.

Bodyguard 2: Sir, are you sure you have the right person? Have you not seen the recent news?

Drake clenched his fists under the table.

"I know all about that, and I'm not mistaken. Nahuel Taylor is my wife. Have you two forgotten what happened in the elevator? I don't want him touching another woman ever again, and you can call me brother-in-law."

Bodyguard 2: Who do you think you are, coming here and saying such ridiculous things about our boss? He frowned.

Bodyguard 1: You've got some nerve, coming here with these lies. You're one sick fuck. He was getting visibly angry.

"Hahaha." Drake laughed, a psychopathic glint in his eyes. "I am Nahuel Taylor's husband. Have you heard of the head of the largest mafia? They call him Dragon, and that's me. Look outside, see for yourselves; my men are at every corner."

The two bodyguards glanced out the window, shock filling their features.

Bodyguard 1: Brother-in-law! He smiled nervously. Just tell me where you want us to send all the information about your wife.

Bodyguard 2: Consider it done. No one will lay a finger on your wife, brother-in-law. He was terrified.

"See, we can understand each other if we simply talk." Drake flashed them another one of his charming smiles.

After his conversation with Nahuel's men, Drake got back in his car and drove away.

"I need to get rid of those women who touched my tiger." Drake's mind raced with dark thoughts as he headed back to his mansion.

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