Weston was born into two powerful families. The Belmont were powerful and had connections all over the world. They had power, money, and influence. They were in hand with some of the major and powerful companies. They were strongly known for their hand in technology and also politics, their money enabled them to buy politicians that pushed policies and laws that benefit them.
Weston was a secret relationship between the third in line for the Demark and making him royalty and giving him even more power and connections a chance to be king. Weston was raised to be smart, inventive and he learned how to take advantage of his position of heir of the Belmont and also prince of Demark. He became well known among the rich and powerful. Many wanting him on his side as a friend and ally because having a connection with a Belmont and also the prince of Demark would give you an extra advantage and set you for life.
Weston decided to accept the invitation from the king. After all he has earned the invitation due to his title and family name and his hard work in expanding and making this family name so much powerful.
One coin to let me edge you for a few minutes. But you can’t cum. Up for the challenge? 😉
Weston chuckled loudly as he looked at the male and smiled, he licked his lips. "This should be interesting and fun. No one has edge me in a very very long time. I prefer doing the edging but, sometimes it's fun to change things up a bit," he spoke as he slowly took off his shirt and pants only his boxers as he made his way into some place more private.
Had Renan ever actually seen a more gorgeous man in his life? This damn man was like a god standing before him, and even though Renan was quite confident he found himself at a loss for words. God damn he was pretty as hell, "uh-" yup, way to start things off Renan, he needed to pull himself together. "Token in exchange for a hug?" It seemed simple enough, but Renan wanted nothing more than to feel the others body pressed against his for even a fleeting moment.
Weston would admit and say that all the men were beautiful, they were perfect and he could not help himself. He planned to get to know as many as he could because all there was nothing stopping him back. He heard the other's voice smiled, as he listed to them. He looked at them slowly before slowly walking towards them. Hands slowly running through the male's hair before he pulled them in for a hug and held them tight. "You deserve a hug handsome," he whispered in their ear. @renanxcarvalho
Rhett always made it a point to go to reception at least once a day to see who was arriving at the Haus. There were always new faces and Rhett just loved to meet them. He was a friendly guy and he always thought that it was worthwhile to have a friendly face greet you at such a large, overwhelming place like the Haus of Perses. He didn't really have anything like that, and he sure wished he did. Honestly, that was the propellent for a lot of things that Rhett did. When he thought of something that he would like and never received, he made sure to do that for someone else.
Spotting a man finishing check, the Brit moved over towards the desk, and he put on that signature smile of his, "Hello, darling." He greeted, "This place is gigantic, so I wanted to give you a hand with directions or something if you needed it." Rhett had wandered aimlessly around the island for a few days until he figured it out. He was bad with directions, so it tended to take him a minute to figure it out, "I'm Rhett, it's a pleasure. Welcome."
Weston had finished checking in and filling out the paperwork. Weston was looking forward to this, he needed some time to unwind and relax. His position and job did not allow for him to relax. Weston was someone who often could not relax, always thinking and he hopped that his assistant had things covered and could handle a lot of things while he was away. He took off his sunglasses and ran his hands through his hair when he heard the other's voice.
"Hello handsome," he replied with a sweet and charming smile as he looked at the male. "I saw the map and I was thinking how I would be able to navigate and find my place," he added with a small chuckle. "Thank you Rhett. I am Weston." he introduced himself.
"I am in your hands and I trust you will be a best tour guide and help me figure this place out."
Nothing like a good drink after a long, exhausting, and annoying day of work. All work and no fun made Thomas King a very moody bitch – and he was overdoing paperwork for the Haus and being stuck indoors for hours without end. He was in freaking paradise. The island belonged to him and Alexander and he had every damn right to go anywhere he wanted – with anyone he desired – and put all the damn work behind his freaking back and just enjoy himself. So, instead of the usual appearance at his club and seeing the masses grinding against one another in a sweaty buffet, Thomas took a different direction and ended up at the Rum Runner’s bar. Ever since they brought the business there, he still didn’t have a chance to investigate all the new places at people’s disposal. Why not tonight?
The fresh breeze coming from the sea and the salty scent were all the doctor ordered to stop Thomas from being homicidal and throwing a tantrum that would last a week long. Nothing like a good drink, good music, and hopefully, some good company to keep his good mood swinging rather than make him want to blow a damn head off. “Your Royal Dickness.” Thomas approached the other man’s table like he owned it – in a way he did – and took over an empty chair as he crossed his long legs and let out an exasperated sigh. “I could have recognized that pretty face of yours miles away. Took you long enough to accept the invitation.” People with very, very busy lives required more time to find an excuse from the real world. “No paparazzi in sight. Isn’t it just fucking glorious? God… I love being me. I make it so easy.”
It had been awhile since he had seen Thomas and he was not even surprise that he would run into them. Weston was surprised that it took this long. He chuckled smiling as he licked his lips and looked at the other. "I would be hurt and offended if you did not recognized this pretty and handsome face. Just like you would be If I were the same Thomas, looking handsome like always," his voice sweet and seductive as he did not take his eye off the other.
"I know, don't remember the last time I went without paparazzi trying to track me down and I bet a lot of people will want to be you. How have you been?"
Weston had checked in and had everything all set. He had turned off his phone, tossing it on his bed before waking his way towards Rum Runner's bar. Weston would admit the place was beautiful and this was what he needed. He had been working and so busy that he had not had time to rest nor relax. So he thought that getting a drink before enjoying the ocean will be nice.
Weston sat as he enjoyed his Whiskey, it did feel strange for him not to have any plans, he enjoyed his drink and was lost in thought that he did not notice the other who walked toward the bar and took a seat by him. @thomasxking
