forum MLM Romeo And Juliet #2

Started July 01, 2019 by @hollow-boned

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Eric raised an eyebrow. "Wow. Being a player runs in the family."

He laughed "no, just him." He gave a little wave to his cousin who waved back and continued to court his next interest

A familiar hand set itself on Eric's shoulder.
"Eric, darling, I thought I told you not to hog all the food," Lady Amato said disaprovingly, before laying eyes on Grayson. "Oh? Who's this? Have you made a friend?" She stretched out her hand, putting on a charming, not altogether fake smile. "I'm Lady Amato. And you are?"

Greyson smiled politly and took her hand in his, bowing low and kissing it. "Delightful to meet you Lady Amato, my name is Greyson." He stood straight to find his cousin coming over, a worried look on his face. "If you'll excuse me for a minute." He walked over to him "Devan, what is it?" He asked
"Dude, we've gotta get out of here," he said, frantically glancing around
"Why?" Grey asked, confused
"Cuz this is the house of the Capulate Amato's. Do you know how much trouble we'll get into if we're found out?"

Eric cringed throughout the whole exchange. "Mother, why?" He watched Grayson leave. "Now he's left…"

I'll come back. Grey promised as he weaved through the crowds with his cousin, trying to avoid as many people as possible

Eric swallowed nervously. The encounter had made him forget how many other people he had to talk to. He turned, only to lay eyes on Lady Amato - and the handsome man from earlier.
"Eric, this is Paris."
Eric put on his polite smile, somewhat dimmed, and stretched his hand out. Paris's hand was broad and cold, his grasp firm. Eric itched to get away from it.
"How are you?" Eric asked, struggling to keep making eye contact.
The man's blue eyes were lidded in amusement, and he let go, putting his hands in his pockets. "I'm alright."

Greyson and Devan finally made it out of the house and onto the city streets. "So….who was that?" Devant pries with à lightly shove
Greyson scratches thé back of his head nervously "uhm a guy….."
"Mhm, whom you talked to and interacted with and had a full on conversation with…." Devan stretched on, his voice getting higher with excitement
Grey blushed and nodded "is that not what you do at parties?"

Paris smiled broadly. "Your mother wasn't joking when she told me how handsome you were."
Eric chuckled nervously, awkwardly clutching onto the plate of shrimp, well aware he looked like a five year old. "That's really nice of you," he replied, quickly risking a look to his right, searching for a certain dark-haired man. He was nowhere to be seen.

“So…who was he?” Devan asked with a tilt of his head.
Greyson sighed “his name is Eruc.”
Devan stopped in his tracks “eric??? As in Eric Capulste Amato?? The son of one of the two wralthiest people in this city? Rival to our own family??!!”
Greyson nodded “yeah, whats the big deal, all we did was talk.”
“Ohoho no, that was not your ‘just talking’ look dear cousin, that was your full on ‘I’m interested and single’ look”

Eric turned back to his company and gasped. "Oh my god. I forgot. I had this huge project that I should've done over spring break, and, uh….there's three days left, I should really go work on it," he said quickly, ignoring the daggers Lady Amato's eyes shot at him.
If Paris realized Eric was bullshitting him, he didn't show it. "Yeah, college can be like that. What's it on?"
Eric blinked. "English major. Analyzing how many separate girlfriends Emily Dickinson wrote about in her poetry."
Lady Amato choked on her cream puff.
Paris's eyebrows rose. "I love Emily Dickinson. Truly a lesbian icon. We should get together and talk about it sometime," he said, briefly touching Eric's arm.
Eric laughed lightly. "Sure. If you'll excuse me." He turned and weaved through the crowd, rushing up the staircase.

(sorry this took like five years)

(it's ok! Don't worry about it,)
Greyson blushed harder and they made their way through the streets "oh shush, I saw you trailing after that guy."
Devan giggled "yeah, we're actually meeting up next week. He's really nice."
Greyson broke out into a smile, happy that his cousin finally found someone of interest to him. "That's great, think it'll last?"
Devan shrugged "I hope so, I have a good feeling about this one. How bout you, you and your angel gonna meet up?"
"Ah, I don't know, we never talked about meeting up. Plus I think he's into someone else. Some dude named Paris."
"Tough dear cousin, but I'm sure if your angel is interested, he'll find you. If not, then you'll have to find them."
"Stalk them?"

Eric opened the door to his bedroom in a quick motion. He took off his wings, dropped them on the floor, and threw himself on the bed with a sigh.
"You alright, hon?"
Their maid was standing in the doorway.
"Oh. Lizzie. Yeah, I'm okay."
She came and sat on the bed. "You know you can talk to me, right?"
He huffed. "My mom wants me to date some guy so his dad's company would merge with hers, and he's hot and everything, but…."
She raised her eyebrows.
"Well…there was a guy at the party and I talked to him for a bit and he was really cute and I just…I don't know, he really intrigued me, you know? He was-" he inhaled sharply, "-funny and weird and he kind of kept me on my toes. I don't know, he was really something."

"Think of it more offaithfulness." Devan said with a smile
"Faithfulness? how." Grey asked, raising his eyebrows at his cousin who knew full well that he was very specific about the topic
"Yeah, it'll show that you're not messing around with his feelings. You're interested in him and only him. It'll show that he's captured you're eye and that you feel for him."
"Right, or it'll show that i'm a creep who doesn't know boundaries."
"Pft, since when have boundaries been a problem for you?" Devan teased
"Since I've actually fallen for someone this time."

Lizzie smiled. "Hon, that's wonderful. What's his name?"
"Grayson. Pretty cool, right?"
Lizzie's smile vanished. "I'm sorry, Grayson? Grayson Montague Castellon?"
"Wait, what?"
"You didn't know who he was?"
Eric wet his lips. "Well, we never got to that point."
Lizzie covered her eyes with her hand. "Oh my god. You got attached to the son of our rival company's CEO. Oh my god. Have you considered that they sent him to this party so he could seduce you?"
Eric frowned. "What? That's ridiculous. What is this, a spy movie? No, Lizzie, he just thought I was cute."
Lizzie pursed her lips. "I'll let you think about it." She patted his arm, then stood up and left.

"Grey, you're so helpless when it comes to love." Devan patted his cousin's shoulder in comfort
"I know, shut it." he sighed "If I don't hear anything about him in the next week, I'll find him and talk. If he's not interested, i'll leave him alone." he said, thinking out the plan
"And by talking you mean confessing you're undying love for him and sweeping him off his feet, right?"
"Maybe," he said with a sigh
"Thats a hell yes!" devan bounced around
Grey took him by the shoulders "you say a word about this to anyone and you won't hear the end of it from me, alright?"
Devan nodded but kept bouncing