Marked By His Gaze

"This wine taste really good," Ivan said lowering his glass.

"it's Cabernet Sauvignon of course it's taste good," Nikolai replied with a smirk.

"Hey.... you've fucked him too right?," Ivan asked casually.

Nikolai grinned. "Indeed Mikhail and i had a threesome with him...... wait have you?"

Ivan smiled and didn't respond.

The girl sitting on Nikolai's lap noticed Yuri standing nearby awkwardly, with his head down. She tapped the girl beside her and whispered, "Isn't that Yuri Armani?"

The second girl stared for a moment before nodding. "It's really him.... huh what is he doing here?"

"I heard he's dating Dimitri Alexsandr." the first one whispered.

"There's no way Dimitri would date someone like this, Dimitri later confirmed they were just friends." the second one replied.

Yuri chest tightened, he could clearly heard every word they are saying.

Nikolai glanced at him and lazily waved his glass. "Fill my cup."

Yuri nodded and opened the second bottle and poured the wine carefully. Just as he was about to turn, his legs suddenly gave out and the wine splash across Milkhail's white shirt.

The whole room felt silent.

Everyone froze.

Yuri's heart raced. He quickly put down the bottle in his hand and grabbed a few wipes to clean the stains.

"I-I'm sorry, i'm so sorry sir," Yuri stammered.

Mikhail calmly grabbed his hand but seeing how terrified he looked, he let go of his hand.

"It's okay." Mikhail said quietly.

Yuri exhaled softly as he lowered the wipes.

Mikhail toss his phone at him."Go buy me a new shirt," he said casually.

"Y-yes," Yuri whispered and rushed ownstairs. He opened the app on his phone and placed an order for a fresh white shirt.

Nikolai and Ivan exchanged glances their curiosity barely hidden.

"What's wrong with you guys." Mikhail frowned, leaning back.

Ivan shook his head in disbelief."You're really not angry?"

"Im also surprised he isn't crashing out." Nikolai added.

Mikhail chuckled, "It's not that deep besides he's already scared of me."

Ivan raised a brow. "You almost kill the student who stepped on you even though he apologized.."

"I heard that guy is still in a coma ," Nikolai said lighting another cigarette.

After delivering arrived within ten minutes and Yuri returned holding a package.

He bowed slightly before Mikhail "H–h–mm–hmm sir the shirt is here i–if you are ready to change p–pl–please follow me."

Mikhail rose to his feet his height looming over him. "Lead the way."

Yuri nodded and led him to a private room down the hall.

"I'll take my leave," Yuri said as he grabbed the door knob.

"Stay," Mikhail deep voice commanded.

Yuri retreated to the corner, his back rested against the wall as he watched Mikhail take off his shirt.

Yuri stood there completely frozen as his eyes fixed on the tattoo on his back .

It's was a hyper realistic Siberian tiger prowling through dark shadowy smoke with piercing eyes. And a small word was tattooed on his right hand: "Страх"

"I am not afraid... I am the fear.

Mikhail chuckled as he noticed Yuri staring at his back "Do you like the view?"

Yuri finally snapped out of it, realizing Mikhail had moved with predatory silence. He was standing right in front of him.

Yuri tried to run, but Mikhail's hand flashed out, catching him by the waist and yanking him forward.

Yuri stumbled straight into his chest.

"Hey what's your name," Mikhail muttered his gaze dropping to Yuri's lips.

Yuri trembled as he tried to escape in his arms but Mikhail is just too strong.

"Didn't you hear me? I asked for your name," Mikhail said, his voice cold and commanding.

Yuri bit his lips looking down, "My name is Yuri..... Yuri Armani."

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