Master (MxB) novel Chapter 7

Hayden's POV

I rush around the spare room that is directly opposite mine, getting everything ready for when I brought my baby home in about two hours. I wanted everything to be perfect for him, so that he would be comfortable here with me.

I had even gone as far as getting his friend, Tana to go clothing shopping with me. If anyone would know his normal style of clothing and sizes, it would be his best friend. After that little shopping trip though, I vowed never to take that crazy girl anywhere with me, ever again. I was more than happy to phone Kendall to come and pick her up and take her away from me.

First the crazy girl tried to interrogate me about my intentions towards her best friend. Once she was satisfied with that, she dragged me to numerous stores throughout the Mall. I felt like I was never going to be able to walk ever again.

After we had gotten everything, except underwear and sleepwear, she said she wanted to eat first. So I took her to the food court and gave her some money to go choose whatever she felt like eating.

Once she finished eating the pile of food she had gotten, we quickly left and to my shock, she stopped in front of Victoria's Secret. "Um...I don't know what you want from here little girl, but I am only buying for Corey, so can we kindly get a move on, I'm fucking exhausted." I told her, trying to reign in my irritation.

"Well good for you Mister, but I am about to tell you something about Corey that you better keep to yourself and if you dare tease him about it, I will feed your balls to my pit bull, understood?" All of that was said with a completely straight face and I actually felt like she might just mean it, so I held my hands up in surrender and she had the damn cheek to smirk at me.

"I've already told you that I don't intend to hurt him and I just want to protect him from the people who hurt him in the first place." I told her, feeling offended about having to explain myself over and over again to an eighteen year old girl. I mean, I can understand why she was doing it and I appreciated that she was so protective of him, but I wasn't used to people questioning my integrity.

"Okay, okay, jeez, no need to get your boxers in a twist. I'm just really worried about him. Anyway, Corey has a little secret, that he never talks about. I'm not even supposed to know about it, that's how secret this is." She gives me a slightly nervous look, but continues rambling on."Before you say anything, I found out by accident, and I have never said anything about it to him, but if you care about him as much as I think you do, then I feel like you have a right to know. Besides you look like you might actually enjoy it." I was really getting tired of this merry go round, so I clamped a hand over her mouth to stop her yapping.

"I am usually a very patient man, Miss Tana, but right now, you are seriously working on my nerves. Can you please just get to the fucking point, so that I can finish in this hell-hole, and go home, to unpack all his things?" I said, raising an eyebrow at her. I let go of her mouth when she nodded and she smiled at me sheepishly.

"Sorry about that, I'm just really worried about telling you, but I also feel like you are the only one that might actually help my boo find himself. Okay, Corey's secret is that he likes pretty underwear. I mean, like panties and stuff. I was at his house one day and he had gone to fetch us something to eat, but it was taking a while and I got bored, so I started snooping through his drawers. Right at the back of the middle one, in a small packet, I found about three panties. They were still brand new, so I thought that he was maybe keeping them for someone else, but then I noticed that he would stare at different styles and colors, every time he went with me when I went shopping for my own underwear. I want my friend to be free to be who he truly is, not someone his parents had forced him to be. So I thought that maybe you would be willing to buy some for him and then you can figure out how you are actually going to get him to wear them." I listened to her entire speech and watched her face get redder by the minute, but by the end of it, I was grinning from ear to ear. It would seem my baby and I would be getting along just fine, all I had to do was get him to agree to wearing them first.

I came back out of my thoughts, and looked around the room that would be Corey's till he became mine. I didn't care that we had such an age gap between us, all I cared about was making that little sweetheart mine.

I made my way out the room and went to my own, making my way to the walk-in wardrobe. Right in the back, on the top shelf I found what I was looking for. It was the bag from Victoria Secret. I might have gone a little overboard when I was there, but I had ended up with a full bag of different colors and styles of panties. I just grabbed anything that caught my eye, but my favorite was a small pink thong with silver detailing on it. I honestly couldn't wait to see him in them, but I knew that I would have to be very patient with him.

I didn't want to make it too obvious to him that I had bought them for him, so I thought that I would leave it in the bag, but put it on a lower shelf. I knew that sooner or later he would probably come snooping in my room. Human curiosity would win every time.

Feeling very smug with that plan in mind, I looked at the time and realized that it was time to leave if I didn't want to get to the hospital late. I grabbed my wallet off my bedside table and went downstairs. I grabbed my sunglasses and stepped outside, to see Greg waiting by the car. As soon as he saw me, he stepped forward and held open the back door for me, closing it as soon as I was seated.

We chatted a bit on the way to the hospital and once there, I immediately made my way to Corey's room. I had just stepped out the elevator, when I heard shouting from down the hall and instinct made me quicken my pace till I was almost running down the hallway. The shouting was coming from my baby's room and I felt my temper flaring as I shoved the door open, only to come to a complete standstill out of shock.

The scene in front of me completely threw me for a second and I felt rooted to the spot. Mark Reylan was being held back by two burly security guards as he screamed profanities at his son, who was cowering in the arms of the petite Doctor Moore. The doctor was shooting daggers at the angered man but wasn't saying anything. As for Corey's mother, Felicia Reylan just sat on a chair, looking at the commotion around her. What the fuck was wrong with these people?

The terrified look on Corey's face finally got me moving and I went to step in front of Mark, to block Corey's view of the man. Mark looked very shocked at first, before he sneered at me. "What the fuck are you doing here? Are you aware of the fact that they won't let me see my own son? I had to sneak in here, only for that little bitch doctor to push the emergency button, calling security." He ranted, spit flying into my face, causing me to step back and wipe a hand over my face in disgust.

I looked at him, trying to calm the furious rage that was pulsing through my body, I wanted to punch this fucker so badly, but Corey needed me right now, so I pushed my anger down and gave him an icy glare. "Corey is here because he was attacked at school and almost beaten to death. While he was in surgery though, the good doctor over there, found old injuries and scars as well as newer wounds on his back. The wounds on his back were infected and after much persuasion, Corey finally admitted that it was you who had beaten him with a belt. Now please explain to me, Mr Reylan, why you have been abusing your son!" I demanded, keeping my voice even, but deadly cold at the same time. Mark Reylan was left with no illusion whatsoever of how I felt about him.

Before Mark could say anything though, I felt someone grab my arm from the side and I looked down to see Felicia plastered to my side, her disgusting fake breasts sticking to my arm. "Who gave you that silly notion Hayden? We would never do that to our son. Corey has a few delusions sometimes and we've been meaning to get him treated for it, but we just haven't really had time to make an appointment with a ther..." I had heard enough and yanked my arm away from her.

"You people are a fucking disgrace to humanity. I have the evidence we need and if Corey wants, I will be taking him to the nearest police station to lay charges against you both. He also won't be coming home to you again. He is being discharged today, and he will be living in my house from now on, till he decides what he wants to do after school." I told them, giving them a smug look when I saw the shock on their faces.

"Oh, in case you haven't figured this out yet, the contract will definitely not be going to you. Now get the fuck out, before I call the police and have you arrested on the spot." With that said, I turned my back on them and stepped towards Corey, wanting to comfort my baby. But Mark's next words stopped me in my tracks and had my blood boiling in an instant.

Corey was blushing at the seating arrangements, but he wasn't protesting, so I held him closer, while he tucked his head into my neck and I felt him relax. Greg got in the car, smiled at us in the rear-view mirror, then he started up and we made our way out of the hospital parking lot.

The car was silent as Greg drove us to my house, but I was actually enjoying it, and after ten minutes I felt Corey's breathing even out and his body went slack in my arms, indicating he had fallen asleep.

I smiled to myself and hugged the sweet, sleeping boy closer to me, never wanting to let go of him. I was looking down at his sleeping features, admiring his beautiful face, when Greg spoke up from the front.

"I'm glad he has agreed to let you help him Hayden, that boy needs all the love and care he can possibly get." He said quietly and I looked up at him, smiling, my thanks. Then his gaze turned thoughtful. "I have some ex marine buddies looking for work. They are people I would trust with my life, so if you are looking to hire someone to keep an eye on young Corey when you can't be with him, then let me know. They actually started their own bodyguard for hire business not so long ago." He reached into the glove compartment without taking his eyes off the road, then handed a card to me. I looked down at the simple white card with the black embossed writing on it. It was a very good idea, so I was definitely going to look into these guys.

I thanked Greg for the number and we went back to the peaceful silence of before. Corey was still sleeping when we got to my house so I tried my best not to hurt him or wake him up as I got out of the car, with him still sleeping soundly in my arms. Greg ran up the stairs to open the door for me and with a quiet thanks, I made my way up the stairs and down the hall on the left, to the guest bedroom I had set up for my baby.

I pulled back the covers with one hand, holding onto him with the other, and lay him down. Then I took off his shoes, but left his sweatpants and t-shirt, before pulling the covers up to his chin. I couldn't help myself as I bent over and kissed him softly on his forehead, before making my way out the room. There is one quick thing I had forgotten to do before I left to fetch him earlier.

I walked back down the hall and carried on past the stairs, to the hall on the right of them. Right at the end I stopped in front of the heavy dark wood door and then quietly opened it. My eyes scanned over everything in the room, making sure it was clean and tidy, before stepping back out. I closed the door and then turned the key in the lock. Corey wasn't anywhere near ready for what was in that room so for now it would have to stay locked.

I turned my back on my playroom and pocketed the key. I will put it in the safe then I will catch up on some work while I waited for sleeping beauty to wake up. With that in mind, I made my way to my study and closed the door behind me. I went to the safe and placed the playroom key inside, then I sat down by my desk. I had two computer monitors on my desk, but only one of them was for work.

The other was for security footage inside my house, so I can keep an eye on what is happening within my home while I am locked away in my study. I switched on the monitor, then looked for the small square that would show what I was looking for.

I finally find it and enlarge the small picture, the smile spreading over my face when I see my baby sleeping soundly on his bed. I am not a pervert if that is what you are thinking, but I am very security conscious and I have every intention of telling Corey that there is a camera in his room, so I can warn him about dressing in his wardrobe or in his bathroom. I wouldn't mind the show, but I know it would make him uncomfortable.

Completely forgetting about my plan to catch up on work while Corey slept, I spent the next few hours silently staring at the beautiful, sleeping boy who has nestled himself into every single fiber of my being.